To continue the recent post about karate being my lifeline,  I need to go back in time slightly.  I was on the verge of just beginning the process of surviving abuse.  Here’s how my lifeline found me. Sisterhood My Mom was part of a group of women who were spiritual. They not only meditated and searched for the meaning of life, but they were there for each other.  It was a sisterhood.  During some of my darkest moments, this group of women  gathered around me and helped pull me back to reality. I can only describe them as being similar to,  but more spiritual than the women in the movie,…