“Are you a born writer? Were you put on earth to be a painter, a scientist, an apostle of peace? In the end the question can only be answered by action.
Do it or don’t do it.
It may help to think of it this way. If you were meant to cure cancer or write a symphony or crack cold fusion and you don’t do it, you not only hurt yourself, even destroy yourself. You hurt your children. You hurt me. You hurt the planet.
You shame the angels who watch over you and you spite the Almighty, who created you and only you with your unique gifts, for the sole purpose of nudging the human race one millimeter father along its path back to God.”
— Steven Pressfield, “The War of Art.”
I read this passage after being encouraged to read Pressfield’s book by my friend Bo Eason. The book is thick with simple, eloquent insights to nullifying your procrastination through simple, direct action. He’s an expert author who distilled complex subjects into simple points. The book reads like an instruction manual to get shit done and I find it very powerful.
What were you born to do? What were you put on earth for? Do you dare smite the angels?