Find strength and solace in your powerlessness (and power)

by Lisa Kohn | Jun 6, 2022 | My Story

I was in my therapist’s office, digging deep into a situation that I’m now facing. A compilation of situations, in fact, that were – that are – knocking me hard. As always, my therapist was about to ask me a question that I knew would help me point myself in a...

To see things differently, I might have to change my lens

by Lisa Kohn | Mar 7, 2022 | My Story

I love photography. Really, really love photography. Decades ago, when I hated my job and needed to do something else, I walked into my therapist’s office and announced, “That’s it. I was never supposed to be in the corporate world. I am supposed to be an artist. I’ll...

I’ve never seen Danny (my dad) cry before…

by Lisa Kohn | Feb 28, 2022 | My Story

For those of you have haven’t been following along, Danny has been on hospice since about last July. He’s not necessarily dying any time soon, although we have been told twice that it’s imminent. (It wasn’t.) I see him pretty much every day. I can’t begin to explain –...

Sunshine and laughter and all good things (may you find or create)

by Lisa Kohn | Jan 3, 2022 | My Story

When I was a kid, my mom had us listening to Hoyt Axton’s My Griffin is Gone. To this day, I play his music, sing out loud, and own some of the good of my, amongst other things, ‘child of the 60s and of hippies’ childhood. It pretty much was a drug-induced album. It...

Rest, rest some more, and joy

by Lisa Kohn | Dec 27, 2021 | My Story

I do (pretty much) realize that probably no one would notice if I didn’t post a post this week. And yet, here I am. Because I want to. It’s not really a post. More like a quick check in. I tested positive yesterday morning. I am quarantined. I am going even slower and...

I really, really, really let go this time

by Lisa Kohn | Oct 25, 2021 | My Story

Those of you who personally know me probably know me as a wee bit controlling. I don’t see it in myself, actually, but I’m pretty sure it’s there. Don’t get me wrong, my controlling-ness is not because I in any way think I’m best at doing things. At least I don’t...