a lot can happen in a month.

or nothing could happen.

yesterday at breakfast my friend of 7 months said to me "you are so busy!"

i thought "wow, do you even know me?"

apparently not. i have done nothing. or so it feels like nothing. i tried to explain to my friend that although i have been in a whirlwind of healing and have been spending much time on the couch of my new shrink, lying in bed reading a book or singing and dancing in church..all that is busy happening is on the inside. fascinating stuff.

my house is being cleaned. i am learning to be still.

once apon a time i was in full time school..full time work..full time 3 bands, theater and TWO paying singing gigs a week. i ran from one commitment to the next, and stopped somewhere or another on the way home to catch someone's band. apparently it was time for me to stop and take care of myself and there was nothing i could do about it. somewhere deep inside my soul had had enough and it is time for me to start listening.

the last few months have been full time lisa dee.

i read, write, pray, play, cry, laugh, rest.

i am slowly getting ready to add things back to my plate.

a lot has happened in a month.
or two.
or three.