My BEAUTIFUL MORNING in the Kenyan Highlands!
Sharing a slice of my life with you in advance of our upcoming VisionForce Safari!
MONDAY – June 23, 2014
Wake with dreams of a new book: “Stand vs Position” (insights flowing after workshop for South Sudanese peace activists in Nairobi last week).
They keep coming so I get out of bed, grab my laptop and get back under the covers (it’s chilly here at night).
I want to run for the first time since arriving here, but 2nd day w/no water in this apartment which means no shower, so I pass on the run.
I lay dreaming of the upcoming safari…
Receive a text from Farah, she’s got a “Plan B” for a better apartment for me.
Call Dennis, my Kenyan motorcycle taxi driver. He says he’ll be here in 7 minutes. Without water for a shower and such, 7 minutes is all I need to get out of the house.
Dress, pack for the day (include toothbrush), head down to meet Dennis, take in the view of the lake and the clouds from above.
Greet Dennis and his huge African smile. Jump on the motorbike and tell him “OK cowboy, let’s get this horse moving.” “What horse?” he asks. It takes a while to explain.
We ride through the brisk morning air, passing hundreds of Kenyans walking to work or the market on our way into town, as we talk about a problem he had with some Mzungu customers.
I advise him to stand for being paid for his time waiting–love empowering budding entrepreneurs.
Arrive at the one cafe with decent wifi and order the usual: Denver omelette and a triple Americano, hot milk on the side.
Tease the waitress who was upset yesterday morning when she had to work instead of attend church. Church here is the highlight of the week for man time for celebration unlike many where I come from could imagine.
Go to bathroom to use their water and brush my teeth finally.
Type this update as my food arrives.
Meet an Australian woman who runs a large orphanage and a lodge nearby. Am OVERJOYED to learn that she has taken in the kids from the orphanage we visited 4 years ago, since closed.
There was a little girl named Ruthie there, who I just fell in love with. You can see me holding her in this video:
WILL YOU JOIN US?
As of this writing, we still have some room available for YOU!
Standing with you and for you,
PS. I will leave you with the potent and wise words of Scottish Mountain Climber and Adventurer, W. H. Murray speaking of launching into one of his great voyages:
“We had definitely committed ourselves and were halfway out of our ruts. We had put down our passage money – booked a sailing to Bombay. This may sound too simple, but is great in consequence. Until one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness. Concerning all acts of initiative (and creation), there is one elementary truth the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans: that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then providence moves too. A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one’s favor all manner of unforeseen incidents, meetings and material assistance, which no man could have dreamt would have come his way. I learned a deep respect for one of Goethe’s couplets:
“Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power and magic in it!”