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Colors

I’m watching this perfect little creature I call Miss M engage in her passion at the dance academy as I write this. She is practicing a Lyrical dance set to the tune of True Colors by Cyndi Lauper. I find this to be ironic because I have always thought of this as M and I’s song. The reason for this being that when I was pregnant with her, WAY back when I was a weee 20 year old, a remake of this song (I believe it was by Phil Collins) was in heavy rotation on the radio… And since I was a whirling hormone tornado, I would cry every single time I heard it.

The cause of my tears was this overwhelming, all consuming love that I had for my unborn. I knew, even before meeting her, that no matter what she looked like, or what her personality was, or what she would grow up to be… I would accept her and love her unconditionally. I saw “her true colors shining through” before I had even met her.

She was the most beautiful thing I had never laid eyes on. Never before had I adored anything so much…. 12 years later, I still hold strong the belief that this little girl can do, be, or accomplish anything she so desires.

And so, here I am listening to this song again while witnessing this great love of my life dance her little heart out along with the words…”So don’t be afraid, to let them show. Your true colors, are beautiful like a rainbow”…

And I begin to wonder…

Why it is that we experience no struggle in loving those close to us yet, often times,  do not give ourselves the same level of love we painstakingly give them?

Why do we say things to ourselves that we would never fathom saying to someone we care for?

Why do we think they are capable of having the world, but don’t believe in ourselves enough to follow our own dreams?

Why can’t we accept ourselves with our idiosyncrasies and quirks, but praise the uniqueness of others?

What would happen if we gave ourselves permission to embrace our own true colors?
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Hummus again?!

Heavenly Sweet Potato Hummus

So sorry if you get tired of my love affair with hummus… but I heart it. I can’t help it.

As of lately, I have been intrigued by all the different wacky flavors of hummus I have been finding including; Horseradish hummus?! and Edamame hummus?! I know, nutty right? So, when I ran across a recipe for Sweet potato hummus in my Power Foods cookbook… I just HAD to try it.Because not only do I heart hummus. I heart sweet potatoes as well. What’s not to love?! They’re pretty and sweet and heavenly. It’s really a mystery to me how something so sinfully delicious could be so insanely good for me.

Check out the spud’s creds:
* good for vision & boosts immunity.  Thank you Vitamin A! You rock.
*Low in cals & high in fiber, which is great for weight loss
*Contain a boatload of other important vitamins ( B6, C, E, folate)

YAY SWEET POTATOES!!

Combine this with some protein rich chickpeas and heart healthy olive oil… how can you go wrong?

Heavenly Sweet Potato Hummus

If you do not own food processor, I highly recommend you invest if only for the purpose of making hummus. If you love hummus even a fraction of the amount I do it will pay for itself in no time. That store hummus is expensive and not all that flavorful, if you ask me.

So, to make sweet potato hummus you will need to put into your food processor 2 large sweet potatoes that have been peeled and cooked. I cooked mine in a microwave steamer with some water for about 10 minutes.

Also add 1 can of chickpeas (drained and rinsed), 1/4 lemon juice, 1/4 C. tahini, 2 T. olive oil, 2 tsp. cumin, 1 clove of minced garlic, Salt & Pepper to taste.

Give it a whirl, adding up to 2 T. of water to reach your preferred hummus consistency. I like mine kind of thick and a little bit gritty, so I added only 1 T.

Sprinkle with some paprika before serving, and…

That’s it.

Easy, Peasy lemon squeazy (literally)

EAT UP & ENJOY!

(Sweet’s claims he can’t tell a difference between this and the Roasted Red Pepper Hummus… but I think he’s crazy.)

For some more interesting variations of Hummus, check out the following recipes:

The Lotus Flower

I ordered this beautiful Lotus Flower necklace from my friends at Payton Woodcraft. They made it special for me, and I have been eagerly awaiting it’s arrival in my mailbox for several days.

This is not about food, but the Lotus does grow from the earth, so there!

Now, I must say I am a lover of jewelry and high heeled shoes…. and all things pretty for that matter really. But this piece I am cherishing because the Lotus flower is so symbolic to me. Here is why:

The Lotus grows from the muck and dirt and grime far from the sun, but is seemingly unfazed by this fact. It still manages to make it’s way to the surface of the water, reaching the light to become the most gorgeous, unblemished flower.

The seed of the Lotus contains perfectly formed little replicas of what they will become when the Lotus blooms.

Like the Lotus, unbeknownst to us on our journey towards light and understanding, we are inherently breathtakingly beautiful.

Perfect and whole just the way we are regardless of the hardships we have endured, or the murky and troubled pasts we may have sprung up from.

Our true selves are waiting patiently, just shy of the peace which warmth and light brings, for us to become aware of this perfection. The moment we realize there is nothing wrong with us and we don’t need to be fixed, is the moment we truly love ourselves.

And, in loving ourselves we are free to love others and the world around us without placing conditions upon this love.

The red Lotus, in particular, symbolizes the original nature and qualities of the heart. Which are love, passion, and compassion.

And this is what I am thinking about today as this Lotus rests upon my chest.

(See! I can be serious sometimes!)

“Love is the great miracle cure. Loving ourselves works miracles in our lives.” – Louise Hay
“One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: that word is love.” -Sophocles
“I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love. -Mother Theresa


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