“As you set out for Ithaka
hope your road is a long one,
full of adventure, full of discovery.
angry Poseidon—don’t be afraid of them:
you’ll never find things like that on your way
as long as you keep your thoughts raised high,
as long as a rare excitement
stirs your spirit and your body.
wild Poseidon—you won’t encounter them
unless you bring them along inside your soul,
unless your soul sets them up in front of you.
Hope your road is a long one.
May there be many summer mornings when,
with what pleasure, what joy,
you enter harbors you’re seeing for the first time;
may you stop at Phoenician trading stations
to buy fine things,
mother of pearl and coral, amber and ebony,
sensual perfume of every kind—
as many sensual perfumes as you can;
and may you visit many Egyptian cities
to learn and go on learning from their scholars.
Keep Ithaka always in your mind.
Arriving there is what you’re destined for.
But don’t hurry the journey at all.
Better if it lasts for years,
so you’re old by the time you reach the island,
wealthy with all you’ve gained on the way,
not expecting Ithaka to make you rich.
Ithaka gave you the marvelous journey.
Without her you wouldn’t have set out.
She has nothing left to give you now.
And if you find her poor, Ithaka won’t have fooled you.
Wise as you will have become, so full of experience,
you’ll have understood by then what these Ithakas mean.”
TRANSLATED BY EDMUND KEELEY
C. P. Cavafy, “The City” from C.P. Cavafy: Collected Poems. Translated by Edmund Keeley and Philip Sherrard. Translation Copyright © 1975, 1992 by Edmund Keeley and Philip Sherrard. Reproduced with permission of Princeton University Press.
When you put your had on your pillow is just you and your thoughts and the same thing happens when you wake up in the morning.
Is not anyone alse opinion, decision or their vision upon life, love, purpose. Is just you and your conscious, you and your thoughts, your vision, you pay the consequences of your actions.
As simple as it seems can be very difficult to understand and even more difficult to apply to those who are driven by other people opinions and not by their inner voice.
A lot of people act and live like prisoners. Before each action they have the “chain tought”: What other people think…
I truly believe that’s even a bigger prison than the Alcatraz was.
We should be careful that our freedom will not harm the freedom of others but for the rest is not our problem what others think about us.
This is the reality, nobody lives your life.
So be Genteel, be Compassionate but don’t forget to be Free, be You, be Alive!
On the death bed will you asking yourself:
“What Others Think?”
“Do I truly lived?”