I was hanging out over at Fimnora Westcaw’s Quantum Hermit yesterday and she brought up the Beatles. One thing led to another and I finally admitted I dote on Neil Diamond. Seeing that man in concert was always amazing. With just his guitar and a stool, his band fading away in the background, he had such an amazing connection with his audience. It was just you and him. Even from the nose-bleed section
Just so happens her favorite song by him is “I Am I Said.” Mine, too. It took him four months to write that song — all while he was seeing a counselor. It was an effort on his part to express who he was, what he wanted, and where he was going. To me it’s the ultimate “journey” song, because “I am” is the journey. The trying to figure out our authentic selves, to be who we are, all the time, not just when we drop the public mask and take a big deep breath for five minutes, then start the act again.
Every time I hear the song I have to sing along, for his cry to be heard and seen and understood is the same as mine. And after posting yesterday a few scribblings that I wrote years ago and receiving some pretty awesome feedback, I know Neil Diamond’s song is an anthem for a lot of us. And each time I hear it I make that commitment to myself again, very loudly (and not all that musically! rolls eyes…) to find out who I am, what I want from life, and where I’m headed before I reach the end of the journey.
“I am” … I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair“I am” … I cried
“I am” … said I
And I am lost and I can’t
Even say why
Leavin’ me lonely still