Finally. Goddess who made this blog came for a visit. We had my favorite birthday lunch. I am blessed with many good, deep, long-lasting friendships. Many with considerable soul, fermentation, and patience who understand what life is all about. 

Friends who understand me. I have always dealt with the deepest subjects, I just didn’t know at that time that was what I was doing.  I didn’t have the skills or time to set it properly in those moments. Soon, I will.

I read old diaries, in which I efforted enough, late in bed with my book, all the anxious activities of the day.

I read and, almost, I’m right back in the “then” that was deliciously profound. With hindsight and present-day circumstances, I now know it all for what it was, what it is, what it can be. 

I’ve been blessed, given much to develop the soul who came forth in the form my mother birthed. 

Even though our world feels like it is cracking wide open, we are birthing into another time zone and presence.  HOLD ON.                    Choose as much as possible in the moments presented.                                                                                                       

You have power in this world. Your voice matters.                                   

I’LL BE BACK soon with a fully functioning blog; all the parts of my subject matter will be alive, vibrant, expressed.

If you have a health challenge, I hear you.                                                                                                                                     

If you have relationship issues, I understand.                                                                                                                             

If your self demands space, I’ve had to summon all my strength to protect mine. I get it. 

FINALLY, the leader in Lisa is being called forth. All the pieces in the puzzle are falling into place.

Check back.  

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