Know/no where to go

Know/no where to go

Again, yoga class. Again, listening to the instructor as I slowed my breathing and lessened my expectations for my practice. Again, something that made me pause and reflect. Only this time, the pause and reflection continue. Because what the instructor said was, “Know...
Hi I’m Lisa, and I’m a cult survivor

Hi I’m Lisa, and I’m a cult survivor

Those were the words I said. It felt good – and weird – to say them. I followed it with, “I’ve sat in many chairs in many rooms to introduce myself in the past, but I’ve never used those words before. ‘Hi, I’m Lisa, and I a cult survivor.’” I attended an ICSA...
Life is too short to not have it be good

Life is too short to not have it be good

I do firmly believe this. Life is too short to not have it be good, and it’s up to me to make it as good as I can. I’ve had my tough moments. I’ve been through “stuff.” I’ve been through enough stuff that I could stay with that stuff forever. We all could. But that...
“At least he had f—–g consistency!”

“At least he had f—–g consistency!”

I have the greatest book club on my block. It literally is up and down the block, which makes it very easy to get to (and makes excuses like, “I don’t even have time to pop in for a few minutes” quite lame). Perhaps driven by me and my memoir – and therefore love of...
I just told Danny about my book

I just told Danny about my book

I knew I was heading to BookCon. (And by the way, BookCon – meeting, and signing my book for, 100 strangers in less than 30 minutes – was so, so cool!) I knew I needed to remind Danny (my dad) that I’d written a memoir and to tell him that it was being published. I...