PassionMoon Potions

Passion moon potions is the work of a wonderfully lady and represents the rhythm of the Hawaiian Islands, Peace, Love and Aloha!  She has been kind enough to make us a Ninja Soap, which you may click on to help us out on our ride.  She has fantasticninja soap! line of homemade products, you are sure to find something for YOU!  ALOHA!

Almost time to go…. again

Its almost time to get back on my bike and start spinnin out some kilometers.  I look forward to what lies ahead at the same time I feel a trepidation creeping over me as I have come upon some realizations that Ill share with the few of you who are interested.

For one, I am now lost in a way.  Maybe better say I have lost the way I felt I should follow. I started this ride while living on the Island of Hawaii.  Monsanto was doing thier thing there and I wanted to try and find a way to spread, Im not sure if truth is the right word as everyman has his or her own truths whcih they will defend with a vigor, so we´ll say an eye opening tour.

Sadly the only eyes I seem to have opened are my own, which I guess isnt a bad thing, its just, well, here I am, keep reading…

I wanted to make a change in the world, i wanted to be some kind of knight on his valiant steed, instead I see I am nothing more than Don Quixote and I dont even have the wherewithall to take on a Windmill let alone something of substance like a Monsanto…

It hit me with this most recent election, you know the one where the USA missed damnation and hellfire by not electing Romney or was it not electing Obama?

Now it wasnt the person delegated to be the spokesperson for the Corporate interests that speaks to us on TV that had me primed and ready for this electorial year, it was proposition 37.  For me, this was to be a litmus test, not only for us as consumers, but as human beings, further, in my mind, it would serve to be a clear warning shot over the bow of all things bright and beautiful in relation to what Corporate interests think about US:

Fuck me running through a field of daisies.  That the mere labeling of food, which seems to already fall into a non sequitur category before we even have to go further, brought out an amazing spectacle.  Companies spent upwards of 46 MILLION dollars on advertising and false information claims to help ensure that we the people, would have no clue if GMOs are in our foods.

In a world which is hellbent on labeling damn near everything to the point of absurdity, why now no labeling.  Why is it even up for a vote, WHY ARE OTHER HUMAN BEINGS VOTING AGAINST THE ADDITION OF TWO WORDS ON THIER PRODUCT PACKAGING – Contains GMO´s.

That was it, thats what the fuss is about, wether or not you get to read that when you buy a product.

So it got me thinking on a few different tracks…

A.  The companies that produce and make us of GMO’s in thier foods must be so numerous that the mere labeling of them may actually cause a panic in the supermarket, vis-a-vis, cause some real change to happen.  Many of you may not realize that GMO is not only speaking to the corn/soy/wheat which makes up about 70 percent of the average US citizens meal, BUT, all of a sudden you would be seeing GMo labels in the fruits and veggies section, not that that would affect most of the US population too badly, BUT, the Dairy and MEAT sections would be labeled as well.  Here all along you thought it was just that factory farming is a cruel and ridiculously evil way to get your burgers, no no no mi amigo, there is much more than meets the eye with that Holstein you are about to wolf down!

B.  Based on the above, the people buying the foods are just as willing to not know as those that are selling wish them to be.  No one wants to change thier lives it appears, to the point that they vote to have help remaining purposefully ignorant.  Doesnt bode well for sweeping change and all of us turngin into butterflies or beings of light or whatever is supposed to happen when the final tick of the Mayan Clock tocks on Dec. 21st 2012.

c.  The biggest realization is the one that I had known all along and was simply too scared to admit and to realize.  I have fallen for one of the biggest blunders of man.  Living in a civilization and upon the realization that it is not what I want, instead of changing me, I seek to change it.  Thats not going to happen. If I want a life of peace and tranquility, clean water and clean air, good food and wholesome company, it must be found.  It exists, I simply need to find where I can fit into to it.  I have already convinced myself of the evils inherent in living in todays society and civilized culture, i just had not connected the dots of my bike ride as, perhaps, I am self analyzing now, so, god help me in this, as a last ditch effort to stay IN society while allowing myself to believe I am not a part of it.  One of the most unhealthy things a person could do to themsleves, no wonder I am getting all manner of starnge skin breakouts and allergic reactions etc.  I am torn to my core of wanting my facebook and the clam babbling brook.  it simply cannot be.  Until I am ready to let go of all the bells, whistles, whizbangs and gizmos, forever shall I be shackled by them!

Of course, at this point, whomever is still reading may very well be thinking what I am in fact thinking,”Big Fucking deal, you and the Dalai Lama and everyone else knows this and is also on Facebook!”


I have to get off and out and free.  I dont need to concern myself with what the other is doing, Im scared of GMO food, so I want to change the entire food industry that millions work for daily to keep alive.  I am scared of nuclear war, shall i spend my life trying to replace the broken atoms from the Trinity testing site or will I simply find a place to live out my values as I see fit and let come what may?

Connecting to my ancestral self through my body… or something like it!

Because of that little thing about riding around the world, people think I’m a passionate biker and have been for a while. Today I can say I am, actually, a passionate although begginer biker, but if you ask any friend of mine that has known me for over a year ago most probably will tell you I am a runner by heart and probably say right the next second “did’nt know Diana liked biking”. As a matter of fact I didn’t know how to ride and pretty much have been learning on the way. Let me state since now that I am not a great runner, I’m pretty much average in runners levels, I like to think of it better as just doing what makes you happy for long enough time that you get good at it.

Why I started running was more a decision of my practical mind figuring out a way of literally have my cake and not pay the price in kilos or health, running is probably the highest calorie burn exercise and long distance runners have some of the leanest athletic bodies, so it only made sense to start running myself considering also that my DNA is programmed to gain weight fast and easy. Luckily I fell in love with it, would have sucked otherwise!!

About one and a half decades later I’ve fallen in love with yoga, nutrition, natural medicine, massge and biking, all of his complementing my first passion, running and enableing me to take it to a way deeper level. I still run because of wanting to look good, avoid being overweight while I enjoy my cooking -and eating! But I run also because I understand what my body needs to be healthy, strong, how important it is to do things that make you happy and help you enjoy your life to the max. I run because it has became my moving meditation, my psycotherapy and part of my spiritual learning.

We are living via the human body, it’s evolution over thousands of years, is part of our nature, part of every level of our being. And we were, since the beginnings of humanity, runners. For millions of years we ran to survive, and through running we evolved. Running connects us with our ancestors in that way, just like many other things, but I find this one particulary beautiful. I go beyond my limits when I run, I remember what I am made of when I run.

I say again: we are living via the human body. This is your vehicle, your ONLY mean to experience this life. Looking at it that way it makes sense to me going deep into my body in search of understanding. I don’t know what is my purpose, my mission, I don’t know what makes everything worth anything, and I see how sometimes approaching this with the mind can be confusing, it’s easy to go too far into the rabbit hat loosing track and meaning. Working with the body is easier, safer. At least for me. I can touch and feel my body and it responds, it feels and expresses itself – if I only learn to listen to it. It is my easiest fastest deepest connection with myself. So when I don’t know what to do and I feel overwhelmed “what am I doing with my life?”, “what is important to me?”, “what is the right thing to do?”, bla bla bla bla… I put on my running shoes and somehow the answers come… if not then I roll my yoga mat and somehow everything looks better… if not then cookies and a movie will do the trick.

Almond Marzipan Cake… Birthday show off!!

In the good sense of the word. It’s my parents birthday today and it’s the perfect reason to go high falutant all the way with their birthday cake, something way fancier than the usual Tuesday night muffins or the movie night cookies. It is all an experiment without plan so I’m deciding what else to put on as I go, let’s see what happens!

We often prepare raw almond milk and I like to collect the remaining “almond meal” for making other stuff, usually cookies, or CAKE, and happens that my dad is a crazy almond lover. Working our way to reduce soy in our diets we have a lot of almond meal right now which means this will be a thick heave cake. So far here it goes..

4 cups amond meal
1 cup sucanat
1/2 cup coconut oil
1 Tbsp. clove powder
2 Tbsp. flax seeds
1/2 cup almond milk
1/2 cup rice flour

Pressed into an oiled pan and into the oven at 420F for an hour or until golden. On a separarate frying pan place..

1/3 cup raw almonds
1/5 cup sucanat
1/4 cup tequila añejo – we’re using Don Julio here=]
1/3 cup silvered coconut

Flambee until all the alcohol evaporates and pour on top of the cake as soon as you take it out from the oven.

Día de muertos…

The “Día de Muertos” or Day of the Death is one of my favorite days in the year. I have a peculiar notion of death. I’m not afraid; of course who knows how it will be when it happens maybe I get all scared in the moment but I really think I am not afraid of it, on the contrary it attracts me. The way I look at it, you die right at the moment when you are ready for it, when you have done and learned what you were supposed to in this lifetime. It is nothing more than leaving your body permanently and going back to you most natural state: soul.

Thinking of it that way, I am excited about my death. It is harder beyond what is possible for our human minds to understand, for the soul to be confined in a body. I believe we forget that in order to be able to live day by day, away from home. On November 2nd we celebrate Death, we make fun of it, have fun with it, become friends since now so when we meet she’s not a stranger anymore.

Besides, the parties are awesome!!  today Jeff and I are getting ready for the annual party at Ophelia’s Restaurant, one of my favorites in town. I’ll dress up like Leeloo from the 5th Element. I really want to party right now, the last months have been too heavy, too dramatic, too serious that I’m really looking forwards to just having FUN!! celebrate, be silly, dance… F-U-N-!-!  And it’s a costume party!! I’m shy and never been excited about drawing attention. But it wasn’t like this always, when I was small I would dress up sometimes like a super hero o like a princess for going to school…  really. When I think about that the first thing that comes to my mind is how awesome my parents are. I don’t know many moms or dads that would feel totally comfortable taking their six years old Wonder Girls to second grade, but mine did, more than that they reminded me to take my tiara! -OK on a second thought that may explain other issues HA! … but then the years passed and I grew up.

Last and most important reason: the 5th Element is  L O V E

Love = Energy = Life = Light = All = You = Me

But we forget that as souls confined in a human body. And I want to remember it. I want to feel that I am love. I want to dance tonight and laugh out loud. I want to feel like me.


Leeloo costume didn’t work out… now I’ll be a prostitute, working on looking sluttier and it’s harder than you think… that’s enough about love I guess.

Tempeh al Axiote… Ay carambas!! Thanks TOFURKY=]

tempeh with achiote!

tempeh with achiote!32 oz. plain tempeh
1 large onion
6 cloves garlic
2 cups fresh orange juice
1 cup axiote paste
2 limes
1/2 cup tamarind paste
4 red chilis
Salt and pepper to taste!

This recipe is incredibly easy and you won’t believe how good it is! Tempeh is a great protein option, made with fermented soy beans and packed with nutrition, there are several kinds of tempeh some of them mixed with other grains, for thos recipe we used plain tempeh since the axiote is already filled with intense flavor.

The axiote is a Mexican spice traditional to south and central Mexico. Most dishes are made with pork like the incredible “cochinita pibil” tacos which I must say, were my favorite growing up in Mexico city. The axiote paste is made from the seeds of the annatto tree mixed with other spices such as chillies and herbs, you can buy it in Mexican markets or international food market. To start you need to disolve the axiote paste on the orange juice, chop the rest of ingredients and in the resulting sauce marinate the tempeh overnight or at least for four hours.

Take your tempeh out, onto the grill until hot and roasted and done! Serve with lime, nutritional yeast and some tortillas [pref. NON GMO corn]!!