A couple of nights ago I watched the film Bohemian Rhapsody. It is the story of the brilliant, creatively gifted, outstanding performer that was Freddy Mercury. I found it very inspiring to watch this story: this man’s journey, his faith in his gift, his discovery of himself, his sexuality, his music, and his need for the right people surrounding him. I would highly recommend watching the film.
There is one line in it, that Rami Malek (who plays Mercury) says, which has stuck with me: when he realises he is near the end of his life, he says “I’m going to spend the time I have left to do what I was born to do: be a performer who gives the people what they want.” I’ve been thinking about that. I’m slightly jealous of any person who is so acutely aware, so sure about what they were born to do. I’ve been trying to figure that out for myself for a long time. Although I do have several different answers, there isn’t one single thing that I can say I feel I was born to do. Not so far anyway. So instead of torturing myself to come up with this one thing, I found it helpful to think of it this way: what are the things I would regret not having done, if I got to the end of my life? There is a list. And one thing on that list is writing. I’ve not done much of it in the last few years. I’m out of practice, and I’ve missed it.
So I’ve decided I’m going to challenge myself to write a blog post a day for a month. It’s a start anyway. I welcome you to my blog this coming month. I’ll be writing about anything and everything. I’ll try and keep it short and sweet (well mostly sweet, depending on the subject), and hopefully thought provoking.
What about you? What were you born to do? Is it a single thing? A calling? A gift? Or are you more of a list person like me? Have a think about it, and please feel free to let me know in the comments.