So, Heath could stay with the comfortable and familiar, or he could step out in blind trust to follow what he was being led to create—for his audiences and for his family.  

So his wife, Kari, and he worked to sell their dream log home they had built themselves in the Tahoe National Forest, and in the middle of a snow storm, they packed up their 5 little ones, put their belongings of a lifetime into storage, sold everything else and got on a plane to Nashville.  They didn’t know a soul, didn’t have a house, didn’t have any work, and simply trusted they were following the light that had been given. 

Heath can now be found around Nashville pursuing his dream of singing, speaking and writing to reach as many people with the message of beauty and truth as he can.  Leaving everything and everyone they knew, he has invested everything into the pursuit of this inspired dream.  Life is short, Heath believes.  He feels our talents and gifts are so often buried along with the excuses we have made for not using them to build up ourselves, our loved ones and the entire world.  And yet, using these talents for those purposes is so often the very road to leading happy, fulfilled lives.  

In Nashville, Heath finished the songs for a first album which he recorded with his Producer and friend, Rick Henn, and he is now out and about Nashville playing, singing and inspiring others.  One of his songs, “Fly Free”, written when he was 18, expresses his desire to rise up and share his love of life and music with everyone with ears to hear.  And now that desire is finally being fulfilled.  The new album, soon to be released will contain a sample of Heath Rhodes’s songs from throughout his rich and rewarding life, promising to touch, inspire and transport his listeners on a musical tour of beauty, nature, life, love, family and friendship like only a mature troubadour could dream of doing.

Heath began writing poetry as a young boy in rural Northern California surrounded by open skies and farmland.  With their own hands, his parents built a family cabin in the 1950s on the shores of beautiful Lake Tahoe, and the family would go there every month to chill out and drink in the clean air, beautiful big trees and the crystal blue of the lake.  The baby of seven, it was a busy house!  His father a lawyer and his mother a fine portrait painter, Heath developed a love of beautiful art and choice words.  Always singing with family and choir, his own music began to pour out.     

At 18 Heath had already written many songs, and his brother’s friend paid for him to have a couple hours studio time in San Francisco.  The studio owner exclaimed: “I haven’t heard a talent like this in fifteen years”.  He was so impressed he made some inquires which led to interest by the music industry, but Heath’s parents wanted him to finish college.  He complied, returned to College, and – as fate would have it-- met the love of his life, Jackie.  They finished college then married.  She bore him 9 beautiful children, life happened, and the dream of music was pushed into the background of feeding and caring for babies and each other.  Then, when they were still young, Jackie contracted and died from Valley Fever, a soil fungus apparently in the dirt on their little farm in southern California where they had built their “forever” home.  Heath and his children were devastated, and after a few more years the family moved back to Heath’s beautiful beginnings in the north of the state to regroup.  

Almost five years later, Heath met Kari, who had never married and had never had children of her own.  They lived and worked in Northern California near Heath’s beloved Tahoe while beginning to raise new children together with his first children.   

Having practiced law with his father in the early days of his first family, Heath continued in the law on his own for many more years, rising to the pinnacle of arguing a major case for California’s then-Secretary of State at the Supreme Court of the United States in Washington, D.C.