Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Follow my dream - another story of no significance

Dreams speak. Either the divine or the folly. I had been occupied with work the last couple of days. Finally I was able to put things down yesterday and last night I had a deep sleep. I dreamed of vivid events, mundane in nature, I found the details of no significance and didn't bother to think about them. The last part though came alive vividly even after I have waken up for some time. In the dream I was telling one of my students to read book of "Just and Pound" for their practice benefits. Puzzled, I Googled the web. No return for "Just" and good returns for Pound. And Pound's Cantos were featured significantly. I clicked in and read Canto 1, absorbed by the beginning part, impressive poem. I found out the the Canto 1 was a poetic translation of Ulysses, specifically part of the journey of Odysseus sailing back to his home town Ithaca. I searched the web further, and discovered this little poem by Greek poet Constantine P. Cavafy. It shed light on this particular juncture of my life. The poem Ithaca I quote in its entirety below:

When you set out on your journey to Ithaca,                                                                         pray that the road is long,
full of adventure, full of knowledge.
The Lestrygonians and the Cyclops,
the angry Poseidon -- do not fear them:n
You will never find such as these on your path,
if your thoughts remain lofty, if a fine
emotion touches your spirit and your body.
The Lestrygonians and the Cyclops,
the fierce Poseidon you will never encounter,
if you do not carry them within your soul,
if your soul does not set them up before you.

Pray that the road is long.
That the summer mornings are many, when,
with such pleasure, with such joy
you will enter ports seen for the first time;
stop at Phoenician markets,
and purchase fine merchandise,
mother-of-pearl and coral, amber and ebony,
and sensual perfumes of all kinds,
as many sensual perfumes as you can;
visit many Egyptian cities,
to learn and learn from scholars.

Always keep Ithaca in your mind.
To arrive there is your ultimate goal.
But do not hurry the voyage at all.
It is better to let it last for many years;
and to anchor at the island when you are old,
rich with all you have gained on the way,
not expecting that Ithaca will offer you riches.

Ithaca has given you the beautiful voyage.
Without her you would have never set out on the road.
She has nothing more to give you.

And if you find her poor, Ithaca has not deceived you.
Wise as you have become, with so much experience,
you must already have understood what Ithacas mean.

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