“What is to give light must endure burning.” – Viktor E. Frankl
Viktor watched him smoke the last cigarette and run into the electrified fence. He died there on the wire. Cigarettes were money to the concentration camp prisoners and smoking them meant you’d given up.
The strong did not survive. The persistent broke. The healthy became weak.
When Viktor arrived at the camp, he had two things on his mind. His wife and his work. As a researcher, his writing was both in his head and on the paper under his arm. His wife now existed only in his mind. The paper was quickly confiscated, but his captors couldn’t take his thoughts. His meaning.
When Viktor Frankl wrote Man’s Search for Meaning upon release, he’d relive these horrific moments time after time. His words would give light to generations to come. But to do so he’d have to endure the burning of the experience and the reliving of the terror through writing.
Read the book. Frankl’s reflections on meaning, responsibility, happiness, and love were forged in the fires of a hell that distills truth to its core.
May you too burn with light.