Fingerprints and Labyrinths

I picture everyone's head as a labyrinth. We grab onto our ear lobes, tilt our skulls, and the shiny little metal ball rolls, finding its way down another path, and then another, until it hits a dead end. Then we tilt and swirl and try to find the path again. We go through life tilting and turning trying to navigate the maze. Each person's labyrinth is as unique as the pattern and grooves of their fingerprint. This is why it's tricky to find out how to help a person. Although some people can look right at us and see our labyrinth. They can tilt our head and we get it.