
to the moon and back:
a childhood under the influence
Share the Hope
Lisa Kohn’s memoir of being raised in and torn between two conflicting worlds. There was the world she longed for and lived in on weekends – her mother’s world, which was the fanatical, puritanical cult of the Moonies – and the world she was forced to live in during the week – her father’s world, which was based in sex, drugs, and the squalor of life in New York City’s East Village in the 1970’s.

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Lisa’s long-running blog offers hope and joy to others who may feel beaten or damaged by their upbringing or circumstances.
Lisa shares stories from her past, as well as her challenges, peace, and healing of today.

to the moon
and back
Told with spirited candor,
to the moon and back reveals
how one can leave behind
absurdity and horror and create a life of intention and joy. This is the fascinating tale of a story rarely told in its full complexity.

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As a Chatsworth Consulting Group Partner, Lisa focuses on leadership consulting and executive coaching, spending time speaking, writing, teaching, and presenting approaches to life and business.
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