l’explosion d’une femme fatale

Good news friends! My recipe compilation “Summer Beauty Foods” is now available for sale on iTunes (and at a special promo price)! Say “so long” to summer with tasty, beautifying dishes. Eat up, enjoy and glow 

All recipes are:
-Low sugar
-Low salt
-Gluten-free
-Chemical-free
-Nutrient-dense

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Rules: In a text post, list ten books that have stayed with you in some way. Don’t take but a few minutes, and don’t think too hard — they don’t have to be the “right” or “great” works, just the ones that have touched you. Tag [ten] friends, including me, so I’ll see your list. (or more than 10!)

  1. White Oleander
  2. The Secret Life of Bees
  3. Alice in Wonderland
  4. The Book of Virtues
  5. I Thought My Father Was God
  6. Eat Mangoes Naked
  7. Thrive: The Vegan Nutrition Guide to Optimal Performance in Sports and Life
  8. Siddhartha
  9. Madeline
  10. Little Women

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When great trees fall,
rocks on distant hills shudder,
lions hunker down
in tall grasses,
and even elephants
lumber after safety.

When great trees fall
in forests,
small things recoil into silence,
their senses
eroded beyond fear.

When great souls die,
the air around us becomes
light, rare, sterile.
We breathe, briefly.
Our eyes, briefly,
see with
a hurtful clarity.
Our memory, suddenly sharpened,
examines,
gnaws on kind words
unsaid,
promised walks
never taken.

Great souls die and
our reality, bound to
them, takes leave of us.
Our souls,
dependent upon their
nurture,
now shrink, wizened.
Our minds, formed
and informed by their
radiance,
fall away.
We are not so much maddened
as reduced to the unutterable ignorance
of dark, cold
caves.

And when great souls die,
after a period peace blooms,
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration.
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For they existed.”


― Maya Angelou

#wellness101 is coming LIVE from my kitchen! Best ever #diy coconut milk using fresh coconut meat. Easy!

I took about 2 handfuls… petite handfuls I should say 😉 and about 6 cups filtered water, 2 big medjool dates, some sea salt for balance and a tsp of vanilla. Blend for about a minute or so and voilà!

Pour yourself a glass and say cheers to the day ahead!

Perhaps the greatest gift of all is to give someone the space to suffer… and to still love.

Waves, if unstopped, can travel across from a storm half a world away. And so I let it happen, I lost my balance. I had been struck by a wave.

Ripping my own skeleton out so I can clearly see whatever I tried to deny

Daily reflections, a neat way to think about my day. Came across Simple Diary at the Guggenheim’s gift shop… “the gift that keeps on giving” as they say!

What is it that i'm searching for in this strange place, day after day?