Adopted a year
after I was born by an elementary school teacher and a black smith.
They had my brother 5 years later and a family bloomed. Mom was very
religious dragging my brother and I to different churches when
possible looking for her perfect fit. My dad was a great man forced into being a closet drinker by those holier than thou types around him. He had a problem for a while.
This doesn't make me love them any less or appreciate all they have
done for me. To me it's always been about taking the good with the
bad. You cannot heal unless you understand how the pendulum swing
works in tandem with variable matter moving at a slow vibration.
I
met god but he never had anything to say to me. I chose agnosticism
and embrace open-minded thoughts about this world. These days I find
myself drinking too much and pondering the fleeting epiphanies of my
days here on this ball of clay.
I've never ever felt like I fit in
anywhere. As mom likes to say "you're just being different."
It was never on purpose, it just happened. I'm proud of what I do
even though I am still a starving artist/musician. Personally I think
I'm doing the best work I've ever done. My home town still looks down
it's nose on me as the art committee scoffs again. Nudged out of
participating in First Friday's Art and Music festivities month after
month. Ignored by my peers in the music community for not joining in
and jumping on the coattails of those that have gone before me. I do
not apologize for going against the grain. Take it or leave it, I am
who I am and I do what I do.
The progress of STEGO's "Void Clear
Light" album has been impressive. To cut it in Muscle Shoals is
truly an honor and I cannot wait to press it and share it with the
world.
Being adopted may have led me to believe in abandonment but I
was graciously chosen by 2 amazing people. I've put great thought
into finding my birth mother. She may still live in Birmingham,
Alabama. I feel time is slipping away as I reach my late thirties and
I wonder if I should have chosen a different path years ago.
We cannot
rewind to go back and change things but we can heal and move forward.
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