READ YESTERDAY'S
AMAZING STORY

Each day she enters her story into the diary. Follow her exploits of erotica, mystery, travel, love, sex, intrigue and metaphysical journeys. 

Her deceased 
mother is her spirit guide. The enigmatic Mr.O, 
an older Japanese millionaire, is her friend, mentor and spirit master.

An amazing journey of personal revelations as Lisa discovers inner strength, healing and the power of womanhood.

Are you new to Lisa's Diaries?
Read the story summary and updates...
Diary Summary

On almost every level it became clear who I really am. The veil between my memories was so transparent that I marveled how I lost them in the first place. Some are gone forever and I mourn their loss. The important ones now encompass my life today and that's what really matters. 

I now recall my long ago deceased mother and loving father, and much of the precious time we spent together. I even remember my dear friend Mr. Oshama, and his purpose on earth and how he changed my life. 

Yes my friends, memories are more than landmarks or trophies. Stretching back to your earliest childhood they are more than simple glimpses, or photographs on the soul. They are successions of feelings, moments that contain the essence of your life. Never take them for granted or they might slip from your hand into the great dark unknown. Here in our memories, we live and die. 

Of course the greatest gift from all of this is my recovered love. One man searched the universe for me, and found me unrecognizing yet still longing for his return. How far would you go to find your love? How many mountains would you cross? How many seas would you swim? 

The years flowed in and out of us like the tide, leaving sacred pieces of our love, like shells upon the sand. We are now collecting those shells together because each holds a pearl. I hold each one up to the light to examine and marvel and smile, then safely place them away, this time where I will never lose them. 

You must love life every single moment and always treasure how you feel about those moments. Good and bad…life is here to make you feel. I felt grief and I have known sorrow, yet I would do it all over again. Because there was also infinite joy and love and elation and I was mystified by it all! 

For the last three years I have written my memories into this diary. It has become a symbolic portrait of my self-expression and I'm sure at times it may have reflected your own life as well. When looking beyond the surface we can finally see that all of life lives within the heart. 

For now I will put down the pen. I want to stretch my arms to the sky and be consumed by love. I want to live in this blessed moment surrounded by the sky and there will be stars over us forever.

Lisa