
Today is the birth day of my third book, Mind Over Medicine: Scientific Proof That You Can Heal Yourself. Normally, I’d follow that sentence with a “Cue trumpets, let’s do cartwheels, “can you say PAR-TEE?” sort of comment. But on this very exciting day, I find myself oddly calm, peaceful, and contemplative instead of bouncy cheerleadery.
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I had this funky, unexplainable medical issue with my face. It started with the massive cold sore that took over the corner of my mouth. This may not be a big deal for some but I only get them when I’m moving, flying to New Zealand or living in the sun. That averages out to one every 4 years. After a two week recuperation, another one came on. Two weeks later a third one hit me. Something was wrong. I was as frustrated and mystified as my naturopath physician. We even ran a test on my white blood cell count to make sure it was running properly.
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Ever since my mentor Dr. Christiane Northrup challenged me to “be less sperm, more egg” two and a half years ago, I’ve committed to less of the pushing, striving, and making it happen “spermy”-ness that has always been my modus, in favor of more attracting, magnetizing, and receiving that characterizes the oh-so-divinely feminine egg. As Martha Beck said to me when we were discussing this, “Lissa, the egg is just bigger.”
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2013 has certainly been an interesting ride for me so far. Coming into the beginning of the year I was riding a big high! My first book had just been published by Hay House, my business was flourishing, opportunities to empower youth and parents were abundantly flowing into my life, I had absolute clarity on my life purpose (or so I thought), and I was in the most heart opening, and love filled relationship I had ever been in. I felt like I had finally “made it” and was truly content in all areas of my life! And just as I started to get comfortable, everything began unravelling before my eyes.
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“Have compassion for everyone you meet, even when they don’t want it. What seems conceit, bad manners, or cynicism is always a sign of things no ears have heard, no eyes have seen. You do not know what wars are going on down there where the spirit meets the bone.”
- Miller Williams

James turns 30 on December 13th. This age seemed so far away when we were freshman in college. Most times I didn’t think that far in advance. Now, in the last few years, all of my friends are celebrating the big 3-0. One friend had a rooftop party on the lower east side of Manhattan. Another had a weekend celebration highlighted by the catch phrase “Dirty Thirty.” One friend went overseas. Another had a Masquerade Ball. Now I’m collecting ideas for what I’ll do for my big 3-0 too.
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One of the reasons I began blogging is because I had a story to tell, one I intended to live out loud, on a public stage, recording along the way the journey of how I had lost my mojo and how I would get it back. Making this one decision to tell my story transformed my life forever.
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This past summer was about deeper healing for me. Bod’, psyche, bank account, relationships… relating… creating. Change can be radical but the steps to healing are usually small >> sequential >> interconnected.