Well it’s been an interesting and busy few weeks here in little ole Laramie Wyoming. I’ve applied for a couple of jobs, both out of state and both of which I would be INSANELY happy and honored to be offered. I’ve been very busy putting new projects together, managing the departments social media outlets and prepping for the end of my temp job. While doing all of this I was also invited to stay at UW in the IT department.
Since that week I’ve been taking stock of everything and dipping into the occasional quarter-life crisis. I believe I’ve had 34 mini quarter-life crises, (according to my boyfriend.) A week or so ago I stumbled across a wonderful blog that for the month of February has been devoted to helping you get your sh*t together in 28 days. I read that title and was immediately hooked.
So far every one of the daily lessons on getting your “poop-in-a-group” have really stuck with me and been “cube worthy”as my good friend Sam says. i.e. worthy of using paper at work to decorate your cubical with motivational articles, photos etc.
The most cube worthy of them all, for me, was Day 8 – which details a poem written by Constantine P. Cavafy “The Road to Ithaca” I’ve pasted it below as well because quite frankly I need a daily reminder of this. Make sure to run over to Sarah Robinson’s blog Escaping Mediocrity truly insightful and witty to boot.
Now to preface the poem. What really got me was the fact that for the past few weeks I’ve been so focused on the fact that I’m not kicking butt in a full time, benefited position at a great PR agency. I’ve heard a million times that it’s ok, I’m well on my way. You can be told this a million times but until the little light in your head pops on it doesn’t mean a whole lot.
So thanks to Escaping Mediocrity for the grand idea of helping those of us who are ready and willing to get our “sh*t together.” And all of you out there still waiting and worrying about what’s coming next. Pause and take time to enjoy the journey, it really is the best part. As long as you’re doing all you can to get where you want to go and staying true to yourself you really ARE well on your way.
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:
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.
– By Constantine Cavafy