Breathe… sleep…-A A +A
Saturday, April 5, 2014
THE past few days, late afternoons are met with trepidation. Two word: rotational brownout. It doesn’t come with signs, like flickering of lights. Power will just be cut off. There will be squeaks from us, squeaks of surprise. But there are no more curses and groans of despair.
That is a thing of the past, a reaction long reformed by my constant reminder for everyone to just pack up and rest because no amount of groaning and cursing could ever bring files left unsaved.
A long time ago, power interruption would be met by loud curses and shouts and everything else that leaves but anger and an elevated level of blood pressure. Totally useless emotions.
At first, reminders that nothing will happen even if they shout were met with more shouts, greater agitation. I’d just take a nap instead.
After days, and weeks, and months, and years of practice… yes that is how bad Mindanao power situation is, we have perfected our peaceful existence to the core… we now just automatically leave our work stations. Some go to the grocery, some do personal errands, some window shop, I take a nap.
It makes time go faster. Sooner than not, even before you had your fill of your very restful nap, the lights will be back amid cheers from the staff.
The cheers I don’t mind. It doesn’t bring aggravation, it doesn’t disturb the soul, in fact it raises the spirit, and so cheering is encouraged.
Through the years, there is that deliberate work toward dispelling the useless reactions and emotions so that appreciation of what the world offers goes a rank higher, and is felt more; the gratitude and the cheers welcomed.
For truly that is what life is really about: the lightness of the spirit that goes with cheer and celebration.
Anger can kill. Either you kill or you get killed, whether by someone else or by yourself as you struggle with a blood pressure that is shooting up and making you dizzy, dizzy enough to grab a knife and just plunge it into the heart of that who aggravates.
We read that every day in the news and the police blotter report, about that heated argument that ensues and the crime that follows soon after.
Remorse? Too late. No amount of remorse can undo the act. Ergo, just tuck that curse in and let the heat subside.
It won’t be easy, because many will ensure that you are as angry as they are. Thus comes in the importance of choosing the people you hang out with. Those who aggravate the spirit should not be within your circle. Isn’t that selfish?
No. You are simply choosing people who bring good cheers, there is nothing wrong with that. You can even be saving the world in your own small way, because in depriving those who rankle the soul your company, and hopefully everyone else’s company, may bring in some self-introspection among the constantly angry to search for the reason why no one wants to hang out with them.
Of course, that’s wishful thinking. The angry will always find a means to have company. Anger isn’t as satisfying when there’s no audience to play it up to. But then it’s your choice if you want to stand and witness or just walk away and enjoy life.
The lights are back, the cheers shouted out. It’s time to go back to work and finish for the day. Until tomorrow again, as we wait with bated breath for the coming of the dreaded… brownout… which again shouldn’t even be dreaded. How? Look at it this way… it’s naptime! More of this and the whole of Mindanao will be peopled by even-tempered individuals who go, oooohhhhhmmmmm.
Published in the Sun.Star Davao newspaper on April 06, 2014.