Good Evening, God,
This is the view from my wonderful husband Kit’s beach — where he lived until he was eight. It is actually called the Hunakai Beach . . . right at the start of Hunakai Street. This was taken at low tide. And much to my surprise there were folks sunning themselves on the beach. At high tide there is no beach. Timing is so important.
Time is so important. Eighty years ago the trees did not have their roots exposed. They were back from the water . . . back from the erosion zone. And even just in the last two years the changes have been noticeable.
Years ago I bought a book called Thinking in Time: The Uses of History for Decision Makers. The only point I retained was that we humans are not good in thinking in time.
The example that has stayed with me was asking people to construct a computer model for helping a small village. The designers of the computer model put in wells and provided medical clinics and the village became sustainable — for a decade or two. But then the uncontrolled population growth (lower infant mortality and no birth control education) erased all the gains.
Considering all the factors is hard. Looking ahead . . . far ahead . . . is even harder. Then too, even when the future is clearly seen — like rising oceans . . . warmer oceans . . . stronger storms . . . we don’t want to see.