I just read with delight and for the third time Victor E. Frankl's book, The Unheard Cry for Meaning (Psychotherapy and Humanism). Frankl states that, besides love and work, life never ceases to have meaning. According to Freud, love and work are the pillars of our humanity; however, according to Frankl, our main purpose is to search for the meaning of life even without an occupation or a lover to show us the way. The real task is to discover the meaning of existence in situations that only emanate despair. Even on the stormy nights of our life, if we look hard enough, we will discover the meaning of our suffering. Frankl’s thesis is something that, after professional successes and failures, deep and hopeless loves, I had also inferred. The true meaning of life has to do with suffering because suffering is the window to true knowledge. In other words, if we are able to live our days of pain with courage and the will to overcome them, we will be transforming our soul into a virtuous soul. In other words, our true life purpose should be the transformation of our soul into an impeccable soul. Still, what is an impeccable soul? An impeccable soul inhabits a being that is always ready to assist those in need, no matter if friend or foe; it’s a soul that shares what life gave him/her with those who have less; he/she never lies because he/she knows that lying prevents others from making a correct choice; he/she takes charge of the tasks delegated by life and does so responsibly; but more than that, he/she is grateful for everything he/she has received and that others lack. In other words, it is a soul cleansed of envy and resentment, the need for revenge and the desire for material goods in excess. Transforming ourselves into impeccable souls, in addition to the peace it provides us, has another unique benefit: knowing that when we travel the right path, everything falls into place.
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