This Is Life
Short
while after a second procedure on my bladder, to remove the rest of a
growth, tests had confirmed it was high-grade cancer. Someone asked me.
“So
how's life treating you?”
Wobbling
my left hand, “comme ci comme ca.”
Both
phrases I have used countless times throughout my life without
thinking twice about it. Didn’t then either just carried on with my
routine for the day. However in the early hours of the next morning,
when I went to bed, I was starting to drift into what I call neither
world, neither here nor there. It is between being awake and
sleeping, my body relaxed mind at peace with myself. It is also when
I am most vulnerable to unwarranted fears and unwanted thoughts. It
was then a thought lay on the empty stage of my mind, like a white
plastic carrier packet laying on an empty street at night, in the
circle of a street light, waiting for the wind to sweep it up. The
thought was waiting for me to carry it away.
Knowing
from past experience trying to sleep would be more exhausting than
getting up, I got up quietly made myself a cup of coffee and sat
outside on the porch pondering on the thought:
“So
hows life treating you?”
Herman
Charles Bosman once described the African veld by saying,
"Sometimes
at night when the world is very still, a soft wind comes sweeping
across the veld. Then, if you are outside and listen very carefully,
you can hear the story it has to tell."
If
he lived in Berlin he could have said you can hear the bleeding grass
grow and it only has one story CUT ME. Berlin Eastern Cape really is
a village, no traffic lights, there is one four-way stop street, all
shopping can be done in one block. At two-o-clock in the morning, it
is very quiet.
“So
how's life treating you?”
Where
did that phrase come from, my Doctor treats me, my wife treats me,
very well thank you, other people treat me, some good some like...
well never mind like what. Life deals me a hand, taking a line from a
country song: The Gambler
“Every
hand's a winner every hand's a loser
you
have to know what to throw away what to keep.”
One
period of my life I was doing telesales, in the evening, for a
construction company, my job was setting up appointments for
consultants. We were given a computerized list to phone
from. For the appointments, the husband and wife had to be present.
One time I was given a list with a large majority of railway workers
whom by the nature of their work finished late at night. At the end
of my first evening on that particular list, I handed in all my
appointments, only to be told the next day they had all been
rejected. It took an average of three months to work through a list,
which meant the next three months my commission would be next to
nothing, basic pay barely covered expenses. I asked the supervisor if
she would be offended if I spoke to the sales director.
“You
can but it won't help, the guys aren’t prepared to go out so late to
see anybody.”
I
went in to see the sales director who was getting ready to go home,
he saw the appointment cards in my hand, after greeting me got
straight to the point.
“Sorry
Stan no can do, to late for the consultants.”
“I
could give you a long spiel on all the products I have sold, this is
today not yesterday. I walk out of the office these are dead. You
give me a sample kit your price per square meter, one of two things
can happen, you can get what you already have a no sale, or you can
get these deals. I will cover my own expenses. You have nothing to
lose.”
He
looked at me in silence for a while before telling me:
“From
tomorrow night one week, you sell nothing no deal.”
Six
weeks later I was told I had to stop selling, the “salesmen” were
complaining, I was taking food off their table. I closed those deals
not because I was a great salesman, I closed them by being the only person willing to see the clients any time after ten at night, a few
times one-o-clock in the morning.
This
is life.
Life
is like the instructions they used to have on detergent boxes, rinse
and repeat. Learn from mistakes apply principles from successes.
Because I have vast tomes of experience's there has been a lot of
rinsing, shaking off the shackles of fear, determining different
dreams and desires; when we wish we also have the power to attain it
all preparation to play the hand I have been dealt.
THIS
IS LIFE.
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