it’s been a long time since i’ve picked up a copy of the sun. i didn’t renew the subscription a while back. not sure why. as i packed for my new life in austin, i perused some of my old copies. the first one now almost a decade old.

today, i stumbled upon the website, read a few pieces and then finished with safransky’s notebook. two quotes stood out.

“there is a crack in everything. that’s how the light gets in.” -leonard cohen

appropriate. as i ponder if it’s not such a bad time to ask, “where is god?’ in my life these days. or perhaps, “who is god?” in my life these days.

days that have too quickly turned to weeks and too quickly turned to months and too quickly turned to years and now too quickly turned to decades. but definitely beautiful decades.

i’m aware of the cracks but “where is the light?” in my life these days.

and then this one by sy safransky himself…

“the universe will let me know when i’ve worn out my welcome. until then, why don’t i make myself at home.”

how do i begin, after three decades, to make myself at home. to slow down. to let go. to stop trying to save the world and start saving my own soul. by the simple act of slowing down…but to do it slowly. how not to push, exert, demand, but just let go and make myself at home.

i see the cracks and they’re plenty. i just want to start slowing down enough to start seeing a bit of light. a bit of god. not a lot. just a bit. a bit would be plenty.