To my surprise, with everything else that is going on this week, I am still grieving for Leonard Cohen.
Five of six years ago he was thinking about mortality. This is not surprising. He was in his late 70s. He wrote the lyrics to “Going Home” as a poem, but resisted when people wanted him to make it into a song. He thought it was “self-indulgent introspection”.
Nevertheless it resonates with me and perhaps others confronting mortality from a Judeo-Christian perspective.