I've spent some time reflecting, actually i spend a lot of time reflecting. That's not to say that i stand there motionless while i look up into the sky with a semi blank expression on my face. I reflect on conversations, internal thoughts. Sometimes even the most, seemingly mundane exchanges can trigger reflection. Going out for dinner yesterday, the place we went to (one of our most favorites) is nothing special. It's actually just your run of the mill Kebab place to all intents and purposes, but wow they make the most delicious kebabs we have ever eaten. The owner is in there 12 hours a day, six days a week doing nothing but preparing and cooking kebabs. I don't suppose there is time to do much else. Also the staff around this place work what must feel like relentless shifts for i'm guessing not much money. Watching them all working away in what must be unbearable heat just made me appreciate our food (which is always perfect).
Looking at the way the whole process works is quite fascinating. It's like a well rehearsed dance. It seems so, strangely beautiful. I reflected on each person in the mix. The servers, taking orders from, oftentimes, rude and unappreciative people, the delivery guys waiting for the next order so they can hop on their scooters and putter off, the people in the back kitchen, washing plates and cutlery and prepping more stuff so that the main person, presiding over the charcoal pit, like some kebab maestro, orchestrating this symphony. I wondered who and what they all go home to. I wondered how many would stick around if they didn't have to. Would it be a orchestra of one or none ? I wondered given real choice what else would they all be doing.
It's fair to say that the owner is committed. Money, time and energy. But even so, i wondered, despite its seeming success, how much of a cage is it ? If the owner knew when it started what level of sacrifice was needed, not just to succeed, but to maintain that success. Would this place exist ?
Having run business of all shapes and sizes, i know now that it's always a heavy price and a massive burden. Whatever the outcome. Ultimately it comes down to circumstances and choice. Despite how hard it might seem, despite how locked in we might feel, i can tell you now, from my own experience, that change is always an option. Yes it may be hard, yes it may be a struggle, yes your world might judge you and criticise your actions but there is always a choice. We can stay making and serving Kebabs, even really great ones, but we end up seeing life through a charcoal haze. Or we can stop, right now and decide that there is another path, you were meant to be something, someone else. If you can hear that voice, that very quiet whisper, telling you you were meant for more than Kebabs it's really time you listened.
It's never too late to re join your life.
Jimi Katz is managing director of "Arkesise" a multidisciplinary centre of therapeutic excellence
My place is here, now. What has gone before has informed my journey and fired my mission. My passion, is releasing my fellow journeymen to experience life with fresh eyes, a fresh beginning. Let's walk together for a time, lets open doors together, let's uncover our true selves.