Another month complete.
Sun, sand, friends, new memories.
This year’s proving great!
How was YOUR January?
For the past two months, I have honored my commitment to train to walk in the sand. I’m still committed. AND, I have learned so many lessons along the way:
Love all without judgements~ really! We are all on this Earth to love, learn and laugh. We each have talents, goals and dreams. Yay!
People come in all sizes, shapes and personal stories. Embrace them all!
Talk about what you love and listen to what “they” love. How you listen them may be where the breakthroughs are. When we walk in the sand, we talk and learn about each other. We are all different and all the same.
Tennis is a great sport for all: watching the ladies’ tennis tournament for the past two weeks taught me many lessons, and not just tennis.
Having supportive friends and family goes a REALLY long way.
Doing, seeing, exploring and learning are ways to have FUN everyday!
How are you doing with this?
Walking. Tennis. Fun!
New friends along the way. FUN!
Have FUN everyday!
Over this weekend I danced, laughed, trekked and enjoyed the company of dear girl friends, old and new. Celebrating friendships around a table and a dance floor as well as up and down sand dunes really feeds my soul, quite like a concerto.
I’m blessed, beyond words, to have friends from so many nations in my life. I am grateful for all they bring to our friendship and all they teach and share with me.
My heart is full. My life is rich. My girl friends are magnificent!
Hi friends & family!
The big Women’s Heritage Walk, 140km walk in sand dunes from Al Ain and Abu Dhabi, is moved until March 1-7. This is due to safety and government concerns that our organizer could not foresee. We will all be safer and stronger. Thank you for your support! Keep following the fun!
Somalia + US = great walking team!!
As we stepped foot in the sand, we became more than friends. We became sisters. Adventure sisters. We walk, talk, laugh, share stories and get closer our own personal goals, dreams, desires.
My new friends, Naomi and Ayan are intelligent, driven, beautiful women who will walk on our team in two weeks through the desert. I am delighted to walk alongside them…not only to enjoy them but to learn and be inspired by them.
On my way home last night I scored a seat on a full bus. Even though it faced backwards (I usually don’t choose that), I sat with three beautiful, intelligent and lively women. I asked them where they are from (typical question for everyone, since most of us are expats) and they said Sudan. Then we chatted briefly, before my stop, and exchanged contact information. This is the “speed friends” part of living this life. So let me introduce you to my newest friends:
Howaida is a nurse, Aoattf is a henna artist and Rayana is an engineer. I hope our paths cross again! We have much to learn and enjoy from each other!
Daily reminder: Smile! Say hello! Have FUN
Being part of an inaugural, history-making event such as the Women’s Heritage Walk 2015 that will take place in 17 days is exciting for me. Add in an event where our walk patron lives and you have an exciting, NDB evening and one happy Denise!
Driving into the palace, along the sea, and lit up like, well, a palace, my eyes darted right and left to take it all in: gardens, homes, trees, a pool house and oh yes, a huge tennis court. The annual tennis tournament sponsored by a Sheikha, our Sheikha patron of the Women’s Heritage Walk 2015, and I am there! I take my seat, among my friends, in the bleachers, on a thick purple pillow, to watch my friends and her highness play tennis under the stars. Pink balls soared across the net. All the players were strong, competitive and beautiful.
In between the two matches, smiling servers glided through the pool house offering dinner, desserts and drinks on lit trays. Salads and sandwiches displayed on glass tabletops suspended by pastel-colored tires fed the spectators. There was also a room serving a full meal, but I didn’t venture into it… The rich sapphire blue room, decorated with tennis rackets, ornate black picture frames and lights, features a lovely pool and served as the venue for a fashion show of gowns and jewels on statuesque models.
I welcome opportunities like this to learn and experience this culture. My friends played well in their matches and represented their teams proudly.
I hear the gentle call to prayer at 5:46am. It is broadcast all over the city and beckons attention, purity of heart and commitment. I love the sound, the meaning and the accountability. Worshippers wash their hands, feet and faces then remove their shoes and enter their mosques. I answer the call with a personal reply from our home: “Thank you, God, for everything. I will share my gratitude and grateful attitude.”
This gentle call repeats five times a day until sunset.
How do you express your gratitude?
Peace on Earth