keep looking but look away

A child’s arm is taut between a parent’s grip around a skinny wrist and an opposing resistance concentrated in a shoulder’s socket, anchored by a heel driven into the ground.

Your attention is the child. Your shame at getting yourself into this problem is the parent. But your shame is also the heel and the socket. The problem which is all your fault is the place where the child is and refuses to move from, this bit of ground. This bit of ground is so good and firm for anchoring your attention’s foot. 

The arm’s tension draws the child’s hand into the shape of a pointing finger, a finger pointing to the solution.