"Departures" — Songs born from the Journey, not the destination. Out Friday 02.12.21.

“Departures” is a story told backwards. It’s the album that comes after the last page of the book. After the curtain drops falls, after the “happily ever after.” The show is over, the crowd has gone home, and there you are: alone, sleepless in the dark worried that maybe, (just maybe) you, and everyone you love is going to die someday. 
 
For me, 2020 has been a year of departures. But I’m not alone in this. For most of us, this has been a season of death. Of decay. Of fear and doubt and uncertainty. For Americans. For humans. For friends and relatives around the world. This has been a rough year.
I will spare you my minor complaints, even in this season I have so much to be thankful for. And yet, even though I have had no physical sickness, I have not been well. I’ve been depressed. Moody. Angry. And frustrated. I have fought against this year. And the year has won.
 
There have been moments of victory, but mostly I have fought the long defeat. The soil of my soul was (and still is) scattered with the rotting ideas of what I thought this year would bring. And yet, my dreams and hopes lay lifeless in the dirt. Ended prematurely.
Seeds do not grow well in a garden overgrown with other plants already thriving. New growth comes from the soil of decay. The rotting balance of their dreams past are the fertile ground where future dreams can grow.
 
This is not a record of bold proclamations, but instead of whispered confessions. Attempting to come to terms with the shell of
 
Maybe, to embrace this life, I must first embrace death. Maybe, to embrace what this year could be, I must first embrace what it is not, my limitations. Let me awareness of death call out that within me that is still alive! That I might live while I still can.

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