There’s always something to howl about.

I can think. I can wait. I can fast.

Back  in the late 1960s and early 1970s, I read all the works of Herman Hesse.   Some of them over, and over again.  Siddhartha  stuck a deep chord.

Siddhartha, after living three years as an ascetic, emerges from the forest and meets a beautiful woman.  In order to obtain worldly items to please woman, Siddhartha seeks employment with a merchant.  The merchant asks Siddhartha “What have you learned that you can give?”   Siddhartha replies “I can think, I can wait, I can fast.”

The merchant asks Siddhartha, “What good is fasting?”

Siddhartha responds “If, for instance,  Siddhartha has not learned to fast, he would have had to seek some kind of work today, either with you, or elsewhere, for hunger would have driven him.  But as it is, Siddhartha can wait calmly.  He is not impatient, he is not in need, he can ward off hunger for a long time and laugh at it.  Therefore, fasting is useful, sir.”

I can think.  I  can wait.  I can fast.  Those three short sentences became a mantra.

I can think.  I can offer ideas, I can create solutions.  I can wait.  I can hunker down and stay the course.  I can fast.   One look at my waistline could convince you not to take this answer in the literal sense.  But I can indeed  wait calmly,  in a position of strength, unencumbered by impatience or urgency.

I can remember repeating “I can think, I can wait, I can fast” to prospective employers a few times on job interviews back in those long ago days, to be met with blank, but polite, stares.

Fast forward a few decades.  I write a post on Bloodhound blog exploring ideas about re-inventing a small real estate brokerage in the Web 2.0 World.   People correctly point out that I need to assess what I can give a prospective agent. 

I visualize myself sitting across from a new agent, conducting an interview.  The agent is asking “so, what do you offer?”  I ponder E&O, desk fees, commission splits, niche marketing, contact systems, lead generation, vertical searches.  Lions and tigers and bears.  Oh my.

But after all these years, I have come full circle.   What else can I give to anyone; other than the answers of Siddhartha, what else can I answer? 

I visualize myself replying to that new agent:  “I can think.  I can wait.  I can fast”.  I smile, there is a gentle humor in the juxtaposition of Siddhartha’s assertions and today’s real estate market.

But these are the assertions of a strong and confident young man.  And then the thought comes to me:  I can add two more answers, distinctly mine.  Answers I have only learned only with the passage of time, although I would like to believe Siddhartha also learned them as he neared the end of his life.

I can delight.  I can forgive.

Are these useful qualities in your real estate broker?  Points to put in an independent contractor agreement?  A foundation upon which to build a business?  I do not know.  And yet here I am.

Oh wait, back to the visualization.  The attractive young agent in the well tailored suit is getting up now.  “Thank you,” she says.  “I enjoyed meeting you,” she says.  She does not say “have a nice life,”  although the unspoken words hang in the air between us for a brief moment.  Then she leaves, and I remain, remembering, thinking and waiting, and delighting in the sweet absurdity of it all.