Album Diaries | Alive

Song: “Alive”

Album: Saturday Sunrise 2023

Written: London 2022

Topic: The miracle of being alive 

Life delivers storms, beauty, and when we’re lucky, rest. If you run and try to avoid the storms, you will rarely catch your breath long enough to enjoy the moments of rest. I want to learn to sit with them, absorb their warmth, so I can carry on with strength through the next storm.

I had a near death experience accompany all three of my children coming to this worl. Welcoming new life in a state of fresh remembrance that life is fragile is daunting, to say the least. I always framed it as a positive, but I realize that I’m fairly traumatized by it all.  Somehow all the difficulties melt away when they wrap their little fingers around yours, or when they fall asleep with their head on your chest.

My kids were very hard to come by. We had a lot of excruciating wait times and tragedies in between. The kids I have, well, they are my miracles. I can hardly believe I have them some days. If you are a woman who has always longed for this, my heart aches for you. My hope is that because it’s so important to you, you will get to experience it in the next life, or you will be granted many opportunities to mother and help mother other children in this life. 

Saw you open your eyes

The day I almost died 

You let out a cry

As I watched you come alive

You’re alive

Baby, you’re alive

You had to hide

Deep down inside

Now you breath and feel 

Cold and warm and real

Night disappears

Hope reappears

Adjusting your eyes

You’re own sunrise

Baby #1) With the first birth of my child, it was a month before his due date, I accidentally drank something that should have put me into cardiac arrest. I was in the emergency room faced with the fact that I could lose my life in minutes or by that evening. Our hands and eyes were locked as we tried to muster the faith. Luckily, I thoughtlessly made myself throw up right after drinking it (the bottle said not to)…but the doctor feels sure that’s what saved my life. I met my baby four weeks later.

Baby #2) Three days after the birth of my daughter, I started to hemorrhage. The doctor said I would lose my life or need to have an emergency hysterectomy within hours if a med she prescribed didn’t work. My gosh, this was a familiar feeling. The medication didn’t work, and I kept bleeding. We had a spiritual experience and a blessing an hour later. The bleeding immediately slowed to a safe level.

Your heavy crown

Weighing you down

Straight lines

Confine the mind

With your guard down

Freedom profound

Realize

You’re alive

Baby #3) The pregnancy with my third was my easiest, I had never felt so strong and healthy. Because I was older, the medical staff took several “precautions” that ended up interfering with the natural birth process, and to be frank, nearly killed me. At one point during labor, after an injection to the chest, I woke up to alarms, an oxygen mask, and my bed upside down. My husband’s face as pale as ever, which told me everything I needed to know. Took me a year to even retell the story of that horrible night. My husband almost lost me again.

(And this was after I had survived cancer)

Child #4) Our fourth child, whom we fostered from age ten to thirteen, passed away three years after leaving our home. This poor kid. He tried so hard with all his challenges and endured so much. After his time with us, he really wanted to return home living near his family and visiting often was all he every wanted, and cried for at least weekly when he was with us. How sad to have lost his life when he was on such a good trajectory, seemingly happy, and doing so well. This is a tragedy I will never heal from, and will forever be traumatized by. If this has happened to you, I am completely open to how you have been able to move forward. What an unexplainable bomb in the chest.

One thing I have learned through this heartache is that life is precious, life is fleeting. You never know what’s going to happen next. Sweating the small stuff is not something you’ll applaud yourself for on your death bed. The people who are alive and in your life right now? Let them know how important they are to you. Bask in their presence, appreciate their laugh and record their voice.

Then look in the mirror, and remember, that you’re alive too. Sometimes it feels ‘off’ to be grateful to be alive when so many have lost their lives. Is it insensitive to try and be happy? At first it might feel that way, but one day you realize that your misery is not going to do them any favors. It most certainly won’t bring them back. It’s probably not doing you, or the people depending on you any favors either. We have very little control in this life. You don’t have to understand why they had to go, and you don’t have to continue to carry the responsibility. All we can do is take the time we do have, and lift each other up.

Pick up your feet

Shed what’s heavy

Wave goodbye

You let it fly

Praying to thank

That you are here today

This is real

You’re alive 

Written and Performed by Rachel Adell

Produced by Craig Sayer

True Story

“Poised-ish” | Midjourney design by Rachel Adell

Sometimes my story is hard for people to believe. Attempting to quickly explain is kin to a laffy taffy tongue tied merry go round.

I’ll go ahead an apologize up front for the landmines that come with no further explanation. As I grow and develop my online presence, and eventually maybe write a book (?) I promise, you’ll get all the fun juicy, and complete tid bits.

When writing journals, poetry, singing, creating songs, and developing spiritual practice through all of this, I’ve fortunately been able to rearrange my pain and lift myself out of some droopy dark places. Finding ways to release pain and express your heart is essential to feeling light and capable. My passion for keeping the arts alive in society is personal. Art and music quite literally saved my life.

Here goes…

I'm a cancer surviving, singer songwriter, producer, founder of Candid Crush Records, LLC, mother of three, and have lived in five states and five countries.

I was born and raised in the Pacific Northwest in the United States, with my parents and two sisters. When I was seven years old, I found out that my parents were getting a divorce, my father was taking my little sister with him, and he was not my real father. I lived alone with my mother for nine years. We did struggle in a lot of ways, but she made some life changes that really helped things heal and move forward.

My mother thoughtfully kept my biological father out of my life. We finally connected over the phone when I was nineteen. Though things did not transition into a heart warming cozy father/daughter relationship, one of our most interesting connections is that he also writes songs and plays guitar.

I was atheist/agnostic and despised religion my entire upbringing. That is, until I heard a quote from a holocaust victim in history class. The message of pure faith pierced my heart, and I was changed forever. After that, instead of disregarding people of faith, I decided to learn everything I could about every religion. My purpose wasn't to become affiliated, my intention was to learn what millions of other people were participating in around the world. As a result, my perspective was blown wide open. What I learned taught me to question my own thoughts and explore my prejudices. Listening to and absorbing what other people believe, became my new passion. Islam, Confucianism, and Hinduism were some of my most beautiful surprises. I saved Christianity for last. So many interesting long stories to come.

“Waking” | Midjourney design by Rachel Adell

My husband and I knew of each other in middle school, then officially met as juniors in high school. All thanks to our school counselor, who assigned us to lead a presentation together at a retreat. After a ten hour conversation, we both knew we had met our future spouse. We dated for eight months and remained friends for five years after we broke up. The truth is, we never lost feelings for each other. After our feelings were finally confessed again, we decided to get hitched. Though we have an adorable origin story, marriage was not always breezy for us. Both of us having dynamic, passionate personalities, made it challenging to meet in the middle. We were got a seapration at year twelve. Luckily marriage counseling helped us see some wild things about ourselve, that we never would have been able to figure out on our own. Happy to say we’re still plugging along, some twenty odd years later.

“Moon dance” | Midjourney design by Rachel Adell

Pregnancy was not fun. In addition to throwing up eight times a day on average, I had a near death experience with each child. At eight months gestation with my first, I accidentally drank etching cream. Fortunately I made myself throw up otherwise I would have died of cardiac arrest that very day. Being home for a few days after my second was born, I began to hemorrhage. The doctor said I would lose my uterus or my life that night if the medication she prescribed didn't work. The medication didn't work. Instead of calling her back, I asked for a priesthood blessing. Only then did the bleeding finally start to slow. With my third, it was during labor that some scary things happened, and I may need to save the details for another day, because well, I almost died in labor, and it was because of over care. However, worse than that was the postpartum depression that I did not get with my first two. (This is more common than you realize, so please watch for the signs in your loved ones up to a year after baby is born. Hormones dips are no joke, I was genuinely contemplating ending things).

These experiences, along with my 2014 Hodgkins Lymphoma diagnosis, brought me to my knees. Sometimes you make superficial choices to impress yourself, until life decides to knock your face to the ground. I needed three near death experiences to realize how much of my time was being spent on meaningless shenanigans. What I learned is that nothing means anything except your people. Your family. The big people, the small people, the neighbours, whoever it is. I'm telling you; the rest of it disappears into outer space when you are faced with your own death.

“Hold On” | Still from music video | Australia

The most important highlight of my life has been turning my tumultuous childhood into something beautiful. Into art, but mostly…my very own family. A family the way I wanted to build a family. Things haven’t turned out exactly as I imagined, but I could not be more content and fulfilled with the children I have raised and the man I married. We have created the most outlandish memories together, and I will cherish and hold them dear forever.

We started raising our son in Oregon, moved to LA, had our daughter, lived there for about eight years, then started moving all over the globe for the next 10 years (Australia, Nashville, British Columbia, Quebec, India, and London to name a few). We also gained a foster son for three years in Canada which was lovely.

“Angel Baby” | Midjourney design by Rachel Adell

During that precious time raising kids, I released one album, wrote two more (coming soon), and worked on a few singles with other artists around the world. There have been awards here and there for songs, writing, poetry. I’ve been lucky enough to have had the opportunity to perform on some incredible stages, including Nashville’s Blue Bird Cafe.

As you follow along in my story, you will also discover that I don’t create for fame, glitz, or glamour. Creating was a form of survival for me as a child, and has simply grown into a way of life.

The grueling pain this life has given me was so many deep dark tunnels of crawling and crying. But thank goodness for the healing that comes through dreaming, expressing, and creating. Creating is a spiritual practice that has the power to change things, change you, change perspectives. Move on lighter and more settled.

I firmly believe that each person has a deep well of pain that is just longing to explode into something haunting and beautiful.

*What do you dream of? What have you ignored or left unexpressed? Did you bottle it up? Do you have nagging feelings to make something? Is it time for you to get it out?

*Leave me a comment letting me know. Look forward to hearing from you.

Thank you for the time you took to read this far, you must be a true gem to set aside this kind of pause in your life, away from the fast pace world.

Happy to sit with you.

Love,

Rachel

“Dreaming” | Midjourney design by Rachel Adell