"Often the hands will solve a mystery that the intellect has struggled with in vain."Swiss psychiatrist, Carl Gustav Jung
Hands are really one of the most amazing things that we can have, I find.
It gives us the ability to do so many things that we couldn't do without them. And it's scary to think about the many things we
can't do without them.
Among the part of it being to carry out tasks, I find it fascinating how they can be easily used for communication. And it does not only limit itself to sign languages.
It's just that simple natural touch of holding hands.
Everyone had that hand holding when you were a child. When you were young, vulnerable, gullible and unaware.
Just that moment, it holds the essence of trust.
It doesn't matter if it's a parent, a friend, a other half, an instructor. It's just that person. That person whom you
trust, something that gets rarer and rarer. That person who would hold the weakness you feel for you.
Somehow that grip, hard or light, just has the power to transmit the strength of courage and calmness from the other to the sensory ends of your palm.
That amazing precision, you get this sense of composition.
Just that simple non-vocal communication between two. Neither even needs to utter a word.
It's my 200th post. That's quite a bit, considering this blog started out so long ago as one for
General Paper. I know, silly but it was just a move into new media and interactivity I guess. Well, I kept the blog for more reasons than just AIDS and Tsunami posts.
I'm fine in
Hong Kong really. It's been more than half way through my internship since mid-September and I only have about one and a half months more to go. It ends by the end of January.
Hong Kong is like a pull away from where I am so used to. A break away from what I've been seeing, feeling, sinking in. Like what Mouse and I agreed, while this overseas internship takes us away from what we know (or if we don't), it makes us doublethink about life and where we want to take it. Okay, even though chances we may still come back clueless. But maybe a little less, which is a start.
Like walking away from the mist that you are so used to, the step back lets the sun shine over you, gives you an overview of the world and what can be laid out for you. Before you walk back into that mist, to figure out what you do.
I hope I do.
