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Viktor E. Frankl’s Man’s Search for Meaning is more than just a book; it is a profound philosophical and psychological journey that speaks directly to the essence of human existence. Written in the aftermath of his harrowing experiences as a Holocaust survivor, Frankl’s reflections on life, suffering, and the search for purpose have a resonance
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Staring at the fire,I See You.In that raging furnace,I see those deep black eyes,I See You. Sitting by the river,I See You.In the water flowing downstream,A face stares at me that makes me want to swim,I See You. Dreaming at night,I See You.Your baritone voice in my ears,Your sensuous touch giving me goosebumps,I See You.
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Below is the essence of what someone told me a while back about life and happiness. He had wisdom far beyond my understanding back then. As he isn’t alive anymore, and for some reason, I thought of him today, I wanted to share with you, what he told me about life and happiness. Hope you
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(Part 5) Going through life, He hit some crest; Happy and proud, He puffed his chest. — Then came the trough, And he wasn’t ready; Wasn’t very sure, How to deal with it really. — In the midst of chaos, He was feeling lonely; Trying to find an ounce of lift, He was failing dearly.
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(Part 4) Whenever he tried, His mind simulated disaster; Whenever he tried, His heart felt like a fish’s out of water. — Whenever he tried, His body started trembling; For he didn’t know, How all the heads were turning. — The meditative eyes, The intuitive mind; Always stopped him, From telling the one thing. —
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(Part 3) When he searched, He searched for a friend; One who could take away the strife, And give means to the end. — When he looked, He looked for a saviour; One who was braver than him, And in wisdom far superior. — But when you cast a net, Over a dry pond; You
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(Part 2) While growing up, Things were a bit different; There was a lot of pressure. He was always expected to be at his best. — He was a good kid, Always busy studying; Never did he complain, About what the other kids were doing. — Slowly but surely, His senses elevated; He didn’t know
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Deep inside the quagmire of our insecurities and vulnerabilities, lies a devilish voice. It feeds on our fears and whispers in our ears to hide who we are. It keeps gnawing away the part of our hearts that tells us to be our true selves. It convinces us that we need to become someone else
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We have all gone through phases in life where we feel incredibly helpless. Some problems may seem so insurmountable that you can’t quite figure out what to do about them. And in that moment, you may feel like your whole life has gone out of our control. It may feel like you are on a
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The Quest for Essence 