How to check what is our calling
By: Magdalena Ciniewska
Tags: Music, Talent, Writing, Lessons Learned, Life

We deal with many matters in our life. Often we have several talents not one. At the beginning, parents often choose for us a certain occupation based on what potential they see in their children.

I was enrolled in a music school for the piano class. One thing is for sure I did not choose it myself. But it does not immediately mean that it was a bad choice.

My mother was a music teacher in a primary school. She led instrumental groups and choirs. She decided that I also had a musical talent because I could sing songs with pure intonation and I did not have any other visible talents.

However, was this choice right? Was it my calling or my parents?

I liked music. It’s hard to dislike it. However, calling is something more.

The music school has excluded me from other activities for “entire centuries.” Providing a little comfort for a sensitive person like me, and it was not meaningless. The comfort of doing the same things for years constantly. And not leaving the comfort zone.

So I played the piano. I practiced and liked it. I was not bad, but I was not exceptionally good. Something above average.

There was one moment when I had the opportunity to accompany a friend playing the cello at a concert on the occasion of the 25th anniversary of my primary school. I remember that I felt good on stage for the first time in my life. Accompanying. I was 14 . But I did not know that one should listen to such a voice in itself.



After hearing such inner voice, you have to intensify your efforts later and turn a certain direction and convince yourself and others that you want to do it. At least you want to try it. The world has not guessed by itself.

I did not choose the direction. I left it to my fate. And I never had the opportunity to accompany anyone again.Was the accompanying my calling? I do not know. Maybe. I will never know it.

I did not study music. At the last moment I withdrew the documents from the Music University in Wroclav.I did not try. I was happy with my decision and considered it very mature. I was 19 years old and I think I wanted to prove myself that I can make mature decisions. Paradox. The most mature decision in my life was unfortunately also the stupidest.

It was not stupid because I did not study music, only because I did not try to do that. I had given up before I tried. And in this way I learnt how to evaluate my lack of talent. I have used this methods for years. It became my excuse for not doing creative things. Why? Because of lack of talent.

I treated my decision as very mature. But , it was not mature, It was too mature. Like I was at least 200 years old and not only 20. Well, it was over.

Sometimes I play the piano. Rarely.

After 12 years of dealing with music (primary and secondary school) I could not find any passion later.I studied administrative law.Then I worked at the tax office and hated my job.

After 20 years , I discovered something that moves every part of my being in me. And it is mine. Not imposed. At least I think so.

This is writing.

There were small indications that maybe this was what I should have done in my life. Maybe if I started earlier. Maybe if I studied journalism.

Maybe, maybe, maybe.

How to determine whether something is your calling? What criteria should be used?

If the world favors you, does it immediately mean that it is your calling?

And if not? If nobody discovers your talent. Is it already clear that this is what you like to do is not your calling?



I would like to be able to answer this question. You would also like to hear an unequivocal answer. I know, I was supposed to write posts, building curiosity at the beginning and then slowly discovering a certain secret.

Yes, this is high time to discover it. There is only one problem. I cannot tell it.

No, it is not a joke. I just don’t know the answer.

The secret of calling remains the secret.

I am only inclined to a certain option. However, there are no simple solutions here.

There are no tests for discovering our calling. There are no blood tests. And there are no calling’s library. We couldn’t simply lends calling for ourselves if we don’t have own.

There are also no people who could decide for you or discover it for you. Authorities can also be wrong. We could do it only ourselves.

But how?

There are three options in my opinion.

First option.

Do we need to know the answer to all our questions? Maybe we could do what we do without trying to explain the meaning of calling. (This is rather not option for me).

Second option.

It’s the simpliest. If you deal with something, and this is your passion it means that something is calling you. And if something calls us, it is clear that it is a calling. And you have to answer that call . Just from politness. (For me it is not enough complicated).

The third option.

You could ask the universe to tell it to your heart. Directly. To Heart, which is tired of new beginnings, which is tired with a thousand questions and doubts, disappointments, lack of recognition in your eyes and the eyes of others.

Let the universe, instead of just expanding, take care of something constructive and answer the question whether my present passion is also my calling?

There is such a famous hit that was sang byTaylor Dayne:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ud6sU3AclT4

Tell it to my heart

Tell me I’m the only one

Is this really love or just a game?

Tell it to my heart

I can feel my body rock every time you call my name

The passions so complete its neverending

As long as I receive, the message youre sending

Sure, this is song about love and not about calling. But. I think you understand that perfectly. The fulfilment of calling means experiencing great love.

And no one will tell me that somebody would like their love not to be reciprocated, right?

So how will it be, the universe?

Tell it to my heart.

How is it with my writing?

Is this really my calling or just game?