I have always felt a little off-balance and untethered, like the ground is falling or a breeze could pick me up. I struggle to attend to my home and family. I am overwhelmed, jumpy. The world is moving faster than I am. Perhaps we should give more weight to our actions, no matter how small? The whole of our lives is built of innumerable events, one succeeding another, obtusely influencing the next. In a world full of unknowns, change and impermanence are our only certainties. If I could come to terms with this, would my fear subside?