Showing posts with label mountain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mountain. Show all posts

Friday, February 20, 2015

Musings of an Old Lady

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Musings of an old lady

This morning I woke up, fixed coffee, opened e-mail and saw a post that warmed my heart.  It seems that a miracle has happened, and my mind quickly slipped back to the afternoon when my friend had called with terrible news.  Today the news is so much better, and I am grateful. 

Tony and me
Being the type of stream of consciousness person that I am, I pondered most of these things as I went running (jogging) today.  First I dwelled on the two words “mindfulness” and “thoughtfulness”.  Most people who know me, know that I do not like the word “mindfulness”, but until today I had not really thought about it.  I realize it is that the word “thoughtfulness” encompasses “mindfulness” but is so much more.  And, I remember my parents clearly saying to me, “Patricia, do not be so thoughtless!” The intent of the word was clearly my being impolite, having done something reasonably bad, etc.  But, when my father said, “We all need to be more thoughtful in this world.  It is a goal” I remember those times quite clearly.   
Mother and Dad around 1994

As I was running up a hill and struggling, I thought about the word “grateful”.  Well, there is obviously a world of difference between mindful, thoughtful and grateful.  I have many things to be grateful for, but somehow it seems more personal.  (and, I was grateful that these musings helped me run up the hill and nearly forget it was there.)

There is no translation for mindfulness in Kiswahili…mind is translated as "akili", but thoughtful is "mwangalifu".  Similarly, there is no translation for grateful.  Obviously, "grate" and "great" are quite different. I find that interesting. 

I could attribute this mind wandering to the onset of Lent with Ash Wednesday being celebrated this past Wednesday, though that would be unfair as my mind does this type of stuff frequently.   Though it did lead me to think about Lent, and it being a time for thought and prayer.  Lent and running also here generally mean preparation for the Kilimanjaro marathon, even as many of us are preparing for Easter.!   

Mzee Helmut and our former Pastor David at St. Margaret's

Pastor Jason and Heiko at St. Margarets this year.

John nearing halfway at the Kilimanjaro Marathon 2008
All this in its cyclical way brought me back to my joy this morning at finding that my friend’s reports from seemingly impossible depths were good, recuperation from huge surgery is moving along well, and pathology reports show margins clear and no sign of metastasis. So, I am grateful for my family and friends, I am grateful for having good friends here in Tanzania and in the US.  I am grateful for people who take care of other people and who are thoughtful.  And, hopefully that will lead me to be more thoughtful towards others in their times of joy and struggle.

Ndzi mama broke her arm this week..a struggle
 While Ndizi mama broke her arm this week, and her income will suffer if she cannot carry her bananas down the mountain, we will find a way to get her care, and our gardener will find her and bring her to medical care.
Dadas
Agnes Dafrosa
College Buds
Fipples  Happy B-day Elizabeth and Kathy!

Kathy & Me friends for 53 years!!!!!
Mary never stops praying!
Mz Betty and me

Thanks to those who prayed for my friend without ceasing.  Who knows…perhaps miracles do happen, and those prayers made a difference.  Wonders never cease!

Sunday, March 3, 2013

Marathon Weekend! All continent time

The night before marathon. Double Rainbow...good omen

This week is the week of weeks.  The Kilimanjaro Marathon has occurred for the past 11 years.  It is an all continents marathon so those insane people who love to run marathons, come here to complete the continent tour.  It is probably helpful to the Kenyans that we are so close, as they always win.  The Marathon is an amazing weekend.  People are arriving in our small town by Friday, and wandering around, mostly confused, but when you are in a small town, confusion is not so bad, because everyone is willing to help for a few shillings.  For those of us who are living here, we stay out of town as much as possible.  But, we register, and we love it.

This year's marathon was great because John was feeling his fitness, and thankfully his knees held up.  Our sweet neighbors turned out, and Matt who is one or two or 20 years younger than John ran as well and they had been training together.  He ran half marathon race in 1 hr. 26 min (I think)  very fast for sure.  His adorable children and wife were there to cheer him on.  John ran in 2 hr. 2 minutes (2nd best for him) and I ran the 5K in 30 min.  We were all happy.  You have to understand that these races involve a lot of uphill /up mountain runs.  For the half marathoners, they run the first 10.5 entirely up the Kilimanjaro mountain on the Mweka side.  It is so bad that almost all of them declare in the first 1 Km that they cannot do it.  What makes them consider to keep going is unknown to me since the 5 K route is mostly just prevent a trample from the other 3,000 of your best friends.
We finish with the beautiful Kilimanjaro mountain behind us

John waiting for his time

ACTG, beware....John and Agnes rock!!!

Greg, John Jan Trish Bob Matt and a few kids

Mat, Jess and their very cute kids!

5 K end and some Moshi CAB folks...yea

Double rainbow was really last night but who cares!

Showing my fitness at the end!  Ha ha.  but it felt great.


So the good times were indeed great! Another year past.  I mostly was so proud of my 19 CAB members who did the 5K.  Most of them had not thought about this before and yet they all did it.  I have this picture of some of them.  What a wonderful weekend. 
All 19 participated, but I could only find 11 to get together (my fault!)