Each of us is on some sort of search for the truth, however passive or however deeply submerged beneath the layers of things like activity, pretense, prejudice and denial. Despite our inherent preference for patterns and habits and stasis, we ultimately encounter greater truth in those unanticipated, vulnerable moments scattered throughout life and it throws a wrench in the works of our world view. This column is meant to examine the reasons we fail or succeed at finding the truth when we need it. And this first installment considers the often frightening pace at which the world seems to be changing.