In last week’s class discussion, we spoke about the humanistic views of psychology. How seeing life as a paradox can, to certain extents, help us accept our shortcomings, failures and sufferings better (hence therapies with a humanistic approach may not always aim to cure, especially in severe cases, but will aim to promote acceptance and growth within the individual’s capacity).
In the paradox of life, one might come to the following conclusions –
Without sadness, we will know no joy.
Without the pain of separation, we will not know the joy of reunion.
Without loss, we will not know how to appreciate what we have.
Without tragedy, we will know no hope.
I suppose seeing the world through paradoxic lens does make living a little less tiring, a little more bearable.
But, as I once read someone saying, you don’t necessarily need to know the taste of bitter gourds to fall in love with chocolates.
I still tend to question certain things, and there are still some things that seem harder to find meaning in. Watching films like Schindler’s List just makes me ponder about these things.
Perhaps its time to re-read Man’s Search for Meaning.