Pointed Aspects

Losing touch isn’t such a bad thing. Or perhaps more appropriate would be out of synch. I’m not sure what you call it, or even if there’s a name or label for it. It’s one of those sensations that is hard to describe; harder still to identify, and at times, slightly difficult to pull yourself up from or out of.

That pointed aspect that was grasped so long ago has taken me to a place that is now “comfortably numb”. Sensations tease and lure with unspoken promises are more surreal. Imagination or not, it soon becomes the focus that mandates and then manipulates decisions. Contrary to beliefs, we are guided through a chaotic maze that leaves us more confused than before.

What, then, becomes definitive in the thought process? If the mind can be our worst enemy, surely it can also be our ally. Conclusions are drawn only to be discarded when that idea doesn’t fit into the mainstream of daily activities. Internal conflicts with the “self” manifest to disillusion therefore creating more questions than answers.

What becomes our salvation in pushing aside these same pointed aspects of losing touch? This sanctuary is a safe haven, and the conclusions drawn from these thoughts, are my own, as surely as whatever conclusions you draw, are yours. These ideas are not applicable to all who would read this. But I’m sure these ideas can be identifiable in one way or another.

Losing touch perhaps is too strong. Maybe another way of putting it would be…. “Out of touch”; “losing perspective”. Whatever name or label is applied, I’m positive that we all find our way after searching for the answer, which was at one time, elusive.