Vocatio Operis
Life is not a sequence of random events, but a continuous path towards the ultimate revelation of your purpose.
In the vastness of the desert, where the sand burns under the merciless sun and the silence becomes deafening, the scribe discovered his true calling. Not through a moment of instantaneous enlightenment, but through a profound understanding, which gradually crystallized: everything he had lived until then - every experience, every fall and every victory - had been nothing more than a natural and continuous preparation for his work. What he created without rest, without anyone's approval, became the most faithful reflection of his true being.
His revelation was simple, yet profound. He had only to stop looking outside himself for what was born from within, embracing the feeling of complete merging of man with his own creative workwith the accomplishment of good through what he creates. In a word: the creative state. It was not about glory or recognition, but about the fundamental duty of every man to create a work, however modest, that would add to the continuous striving to overcome evil and accomplish good. Thus, the scribe became the vessel through which creation itself came to life.
Leadership: Can you cultivate a sense in which your identity aligns completely with the value you create for the world, so that you can no longer distinguish between life and work?
Finally, the scribe understood that the greatness of a work is not measured in its external dimensions, but in the authenticity and consistency with which it contributes to that "little good" which, by the grace of providence, ensures the survival and elevation of humanity. Every word he wrote, every thought he transcribed became a brick in the edifice of eternity. Only in that endless desert, where nothing could divert him from his essence, did he discover that his entire life is a preparation for the work that defines him. Time does not validate masterpieces, but the constancy of a life devoted to a good that does not require a name.
In his diary, from that period, the following words were written:
"I realized that everything I had experienced up until that point had already been part of the work, even when I didnt know I was writing. This realization brought with it an extraordinary vigorthat vital energy that comes from the awareness that life has a higher purpose. The creative state thus becomes not just a philosophy, but a form of living presence, a way of perceiving each moment as an opportunity to contribute to the upliftment of others through creation. Basically, I understood that every human being has a duty to leave something behindbe it a book, an idea, an institution, an educated child, or a changed life.
What kind of vision do I need to recognize the work where others see only ordinary life? How much of what I call "chance" is, in fact, a piece of the work that calls for me to decipher it with patience and meaning?
Something shook me in the silence of the desert, for I felt how each grain of sand became a silent reflection of my own existence. Here, far from the roar of the world and the noise of empty ambitions, I discovered a truth that shook me: my work is not something waiting to be finished, but a living organism that breathes with me, that grows and transforms with every choice I make. This was the only thing my heart kept repeating: keep writing, in the attempt to order the nothingness within you, with the silent patience of the sculptor who gives shape to the invisible. "
Leadership: Are you ready to live without knowing the size of your work, but convinced that it exists and works through you?
I understand now that I was like a sculptor obsessed with the size of his statue, when in fact what mattered was the purity of the marble and the sincerity of each chisel stroke. It was not the external grandeur that defined the value of my work, but the consistency with which I returned, day after day, to the core of my callingto my workbench, to the blank page that awaited me. Each authentic gesture of creation became more and more a resistance against chaos, a silent declaration that I, a fragile and fleeting human being, had chosen to leave behind something greater than my own mortality.
What would I have to lose if I separated life from opera, as if one could not exist without the other?
Or rather, I felt like a mosaicist discovering that each piece in his work represents an essential part of a larger wholejust as the joys and sorrows, the triumphs and defeats of life are essential fragments waiting to be placed in their place in the great design of destiny. Ultimately, in this desert revelation, I found my peace: my work should not be grandiose for others, but authentic for me. It should faithfully reflect the truth of life, not the image projected into the eyes of the world. Greatness lies not in the extent, but in the depth with which life and work merge into one being.
Authentic leadership is not about leading others, but about leading yourself to the work that defines you. A true leader is one who understands that every experience in their lifeevery challenge and every lessonis a piece of a larger puzzle that will only be complete when their work takes final shape.
Vocatio Operis teaches us that every moment of our existence is full of meaning, that there is no time wasted for the one who understands that the whole of life is a preparation for something greater. When you accept this perspective, every challenge becomes a lesson, every failure a step, and every success a confirmation that you are on the right path. In this sense, Opera Revelata is that epiphany in which you discover that everything you have been and everything you will be merge into a single vision the vision of a man who has found meaning through what he leaves behind.
Can you accept that your work doesn't have to be grandiose to be meaningful, but rather it just has to be authentic in what it conveys at the level of consciousness?
