Hopelessly devoted to you….

by Lisa Kohn | Mar 8, 2021 | Hope and Amazement

Last week we were in the car and for some weird reason we put the Showtunes Karaoke on. I was waiting for some amazing classics like “Oklahoma” or “Luck Be A Lady”, but no, we got songs from Grease, including “Hopelessly Devoted”. I’m perhaps embarrassed to admit that...

Let the love in

by Lisa Kohn | Sep 28, 2020 | Hope and Amazement

I’m in Minneapolis. Been here for nearly three weeks. We’ll be here for maybe three more. We were staying literally across the street from my kid’s house. Now we’re about two blocks away. It feels far. Too far. The fact that two blocks feels too far feels amazing. I’d...

I’ll never leave you anymore

by Lisa Kohn | Aug 10, 2020 | Hope and Amazement

The funny thing is I don’t remember where I was when I heard the song.  I was certain I’d remember, but I guess life is often a blur. It was during our vacation, and I was somewhere in Spain. Perhaps in a cathedral? My son says all we did was visit cathedrals. I can...

Choose it all. Choose happy.

by Lisa Kohn | Jul 13, 2020 | Hope and Amazement

I was hiking with my family – I’m lucky to have the four of us together. (My older child just spent six unexpected weeks at home in Pennsylvania, versus their “real life” in Minnesota. It’s the first time in years that they’ve been in Pennsylvania for six weeks, and...

The beauty in the every day

by Lisa Kohn | Mar 9, 2020 | Hope and Amazement

In the past week I’ve really noticed the buds on the trees and the flowers that are starting to bloom. I think we may have missed winter, and that’s weird and a bit wrong, but, damn, those buds and flowers are bringing even more of a smile to my face and a (cautious)...

I give myself permission to be

by Lisa Kohn | Dec 23, 2019 | Hope and Amazement

I was deep in self-reflection and deep in discussion with someone I trust. Someone I trust a lot. But still I nearly cursed at her when she pointed out that somewhere deep inside myself I was, even now, judging my behaviors as permissible or not. My thought patterns...