Unlike my arms, legs, eyes and ears, my head and heart do not always work in tandem. I assume you find the same. Occasionally our heads pace ahead of our hearts. At times, our hearts rule our heads. This syncopated offbeat rhythm can be awkward when one is faster than the other.

Change by its very nature is an exchange of give-and-take. The changes of geography, calendar, family, or friendships all bring something to gain and something to lose. If there is no plus or minus, then there is no change; life remains the same. And of course it never does! With my permission or without, change occurs constantly. Since change always carries a ledger measuring credits or debits, we resist and avoid the transitions.

Those born in 1900 had to be the most patient people on earth. Consider the historical events experienced by those who arrived at the beginning of the 20th century. Two world wars, a global influenza and the great depression. These global crises unfolded one after another. They consumed the world’s attention for years.

I have a morning ritual. After showering the night off of me, I take my coffee and toast to the den to begin my day. At 5:30 am, the den is dark. I read from my devices and have no need for lights. I prefer the silence of shadow. I do need my coffee, so before dawn I sip and read. The time is peaceful and quiet, most of the time. But there is a flaw. I like to place my coffee on the side table and I habitually find my target.