Für ein heilsames Miteinander - Buch 1: Expedition in neue Felder

162 163 „Es ist faszinierend, was da in Bewegung gekommen ist und was bei den vielen Teil- nehmern angekommen ist... Inzwischen bin ich ja Leiterin des Kernteams, da fühl ich mich natürlich verantwort- lich für den Prozess, dass er weitergeht und präsent bleibt.. .Auch in der Ärzte- kammer und in deren Alltag müssen wir immer wieder an den Prozess erinnern und dranbleiben. Und manchmal auch verteidigen.“ Bettina Grager Wir bleiben miteinander auf dem Weg. Der Prozess geht weiter … Expedition – Kernteam-Tagebuch Expedition – Kernteam-Tagebuch Where Does the Dance Begin, Where Does It End? Don't call this world adorable, or useful, that's not it. It's frisky, and a theater for more than fair winds. The eyelash of lightning is neither good nor evil. The struck tree burns like a pillar of gold. But the blue rain sinks, straight to the white feet of the trees whose mouths open. Doesn't the wind, turning in circles, invent the dance? Haven't the flowers moved, slowly, across Asia, then Europe, until at last, now, they shine in your own yard? Don't call this world an explanation, or even an education. When the Sufi poet whirled, was he looking outward, to the mountains so solidly there in a white-capped ring, or was he looking to the center of everything: the seed, the egg, the idea that was also there, beautiful as a thumb curved and touching the finger, tenderly, little love-ring, as he whirled, oh jug of breath, in the garden of dust? Mary Jane Oliver fromWhy I Wake Early (2004)