It’s a weekday morning and I’m sipping coffee, scanning my calendar for my meetings today, preparing my work, swimming in a slog of newsletters, flipping between tabs open to current events in our very anxious, uncertain world, and trying to start my day with a deep breath. Yet I keep thinking: Why does this feel so hard? I know I don’t have to know it all right now. I’m taking another breath, remembering the words I wrote a couple years ago.