Travel Raw

Cherry Blossoms: New Beginnings

2011-04-03T19:08:00.006-04:00

The Cherry Blossoms were in full bloom. A gift from Japan and a reminder of our friends.

The course was charted.

The runners were set to begin. The volunteers were in place (beginning at 5:45am!).

"I am 57," she said. "I was never a runner, but wanted to do something just for me. Therefore, I trained and entered the Cherry Blossom Ten-Miler."

When she came back to the Bag Tent later in the day to pick up her things - a medal around her neck and a BIG SMILE on her face - she said, "I feel so happy. I want to set a positive example for my grandson, and I think I have done that today." We all clapped. She deserved it - as least as much as the first place winner, I would say.

"What I have also learned from this," she said, "is that sometimes you must keep your dreams to yourself because even your loved ones may tell you that it is not possible. Sometimes you alone have to believe in yourself. That is enough."

I will remember her when I run this race next year...and maybe she will inspire you too?

Although you haven't seen me for a while, I have been running (and traveling), and trying new things...

...among them, Sun Warrior protein drinks. I like the chocolate with raw almond milk as an afternoon / post-workout snack and the natural flavor in my morning smoothie. I haven't yet tried the vanilla, but expect it would also be good.

So, I have been told that I need to update my blog more often! :) Good advice for a new beginning!

Bulgaria: Dream House

2010-10-23T15:46:00.010-04:00

I landed. I was jet lagged. I needed inspiration and some food!

First I encountered this...

Looking a little more closely....

I never pass up an opportunity to make a wish (even on an egg!)...especially when one can wish for health and happiness...wherever one is in the world.

With a little luck (and some help from Happy Cow), I found the Dream House right there in downtown Sofia. Behind the white plastic door...just like they said.

A place where "We Freely Speak Our Dreams."

I wanted one of everything on the menu, but I eventually decided on this:

Mint and lemon iced tea and Aubergine "Cous-co." So tasty!

Loved the menu - quote and all - "Eating is a necessity; eating intelligently - an art."

Art, dreams, wishes...thank you Bulgaria. Lovely to finally meet you.

Shake Well Before Enjoying

2010-10-19T21:07:00.005-04:00

It has been awhile since I bought juice from concentrate. Juice-on-the-go.

While I love picking up an eclectic assortment of things while traveling (and mixing to create new looks and environments), I am not sure that I want that logic applied to my morning drink.

Fresh juice from each country - sold separately - definitely preferred!

Armenia: Today We Have Really Lived

2010-10-10T19:16:00.007-04:00

He raised his glass and toasted us in turn. "Today we have really lived," he said.

I looked around the table, and he was right. The youngest was four. The oldest seventy-four. I realized as we clinked glasses that everyone there had made a contribution that day.

We had celebrated accomplishments.

We had given thanks.

We had shared amazing, homemade food. (Unexpected special vegan dishes made just for me - because they are like that with their generosity.)

We had remembered people who had come before us - 5,000 years before.

How did they move those stones? A castle long-since destroyed.

What and why did they write messages?

Did they really live too?

Shouldn't we say this every day?...and not only in a land far, far away...

Raw Relativity

2010-04-18T17:14:00.008-04:00

“Not everything that can be counted counts, and not everything that counts can be counted.” – Albert Einstein

I have been taking a break. Suspending the rules. Eating chocolate for breakfast and Greek salad for lunch.

I have learned what 120mph feels like, what a sunset looks like from the Adriatic,

how good a scarf can feel, how strange it is to walk in one direction while moving in another - and then realizing that maybe this happens often in life with no further reflection or acknowledgement.

I have learned that I like drinking tea with a tailor in Milan, that I enjoy music with and without words, that sleeping in can be ideal, that it is easier to pay tolls as a team, that sometimes a smile and letting someone into the elevator first is all it takes to make someone’s day.

I have learned that lists are not always useful, that style and well roundedness come in many forms, that friendship is key, that growth is optional, that food from a bazaar might be the best food of all…and that a willingness to risk is often the first step of an unexpected adventure.

Armenia, Fire Jumping, and Vodka (in that order)

2010-02-18T14:52:00.017-05:00

****See Update below****

I'm a little delayed in wishing you a Happy Valentine's Day. The reason? I have been recovering from some over-zealous-fire-jumping in the Armenian tradition. You see, on the evening of February 13th, I participated in Trndez in the capital city of Yerevan. I was told that this pre-Christian, pagan, ceremony was intended to rid evil spirits and bring more love into one's life. Who couldn't use a little more love?

What I failed to consider before taking the leap: 1) the fire was a very LARGE bonfire and 2) I was wearing high-heels. (This is a cautionary tale for those who are considering trying this at home.) Although I was told that the leap was "done with style and grace," the fall was substantial. Thankfully I made it OVER the actual fire (i.e., did not set myself on fire), but landed on the concrete with multiple body parts. The result? Severe abrasions to both hands, both legs, one arm, and a sprained finger. As one friend commented, "I expect this to bring extraordinary luck to you." Please let it be true!

While I do not have a photo of the actual event to share, I can share the aftermath.

Let's just say that I went to five pharmacies in order to find something to wrap my sprained finger in. In store number 5, I met with pseudo-success through the combined efforts of 3 sales clerks and four customers. By pseudo, I mean that I was able to get "something" to wrap my finger in - apparently the swelling did not give away what the problem was in the absence of language capability on my part.

Next I saw a local medical professional to ensure that my finger was in fact not broken. The prescribed remedy?

Hint: It was not the walnuts, almonds, apples, or persimmons. I was in so much pain that I followed the advice - wrapping my finger in vodka-soaked cotton and tied in a plastic bag over night. It actually seemed to help. Now, if only I could bend my knees!

The good news: 20 people tried their best to stitch me back together again in person.

-7 pharmacists

-5 customers

-4 hotel workers

-3 friends

-1 medical professional

Another group wished me a speedy recovery through emails, Skype calls, and healing vibes from the Universe. Sometimes that counts even more - especially when you are in a land far, far away.

I guess love and "extraordinary luck" are mine already. Thanks to all. You know who you are.

****Update****

Here is what happened when I re-entered the United States:

Stern-looking official: What happened to your finger?

Me: I was fire jumping.

Him: Stern look.

Me: In Armenia.

Him: Stern look.

Me: I fell.

Him: Stern look.

Me: It was part of a pre-Christian, pagan ceremony to bring love into one's life.

Him: (LAUGHING!!!!) YOU COULD NOT MAKE THAT UP! (I mean, he REALLY LAUGHED...doubled over from LAUGHING actually.)

I laughed too.

Germany: Weather and Reminders

2010-02-08T09:56:00.014-05:00

1 Blizzard ("Snowmageddon").

1 case of thick fog.

2 days worth of cancelled flights.

1 taxi shared with 3 other strangers (due to shortage of people willing to drive on the roads!).

Arriving home safely: Priceless.

The upside:

2 extra days in Germany to appreciate:

Good friends.

Good food.

Good health.

...and take time to consider more closely...

the reminders that are everywhere.

Azerbaijan: Three Cups of Tea in Baku

2010-01-24T09:02:00.011-05:00

"Three Cups of Tea" by Greg Mortenson is a must read for anyone who wants to better understand peoples and cultures different from their own - or better yet - understand anyone really. It is a true story that touches on multiple themes - turning failure into success; how giving and receiving are often the same thing; and how sometimes the most important things in life can't be hurried...In other words, it is important to take time for tea. You never know where tea can lead you. There are health benefits to be sure, but the larger benefit is when strangers are turned into friends...and sometimes even more...read Greg's book to hear his story.

I have had many cups of tea in Azerbaijan.

Tea to better understand.

Tea to better appreciate.

Tea to better see how the patterns that are woven - between us - affect us all.

I am thankful for those who drink tea with me and have taught me more than they know...

New Year's Detox

2010-01-09T18:51:00.016-05:00

I have read about the detoxing process and how one can suffer from symptoms like headaches, runny nose, etc. Having never experienced this, I thought it did not apply to me. Wow, was I wrong!

I spent the entire past week thinking I possibly had major head trauma due to a significant bump I suffered recently. (I know, I know, I should have gone to see a doctor, but I didn't.) Finally someone asked me what I had eaten when I was home for the holidays. I had to admit - a two-week steady diet of cookies and chocolate (you may remember that chocolate is largely responsible for why I started this blog in the first place!). So, I went from veggies, fruit, grains, and seeds - to cookies and chocolate - and then back to veggies, fruit, grains, and seeds (I know, I know). So the question posed to me was, "Did you ever consider that you are suffering from caffeine and sugar withdrawal?" No, actually I did not. (How could I feel so awful after only two weeks??) However, now, after consideration (and consultation with a medical doctor), I realize that that was as big of a reason for my pain as the bump on my head.

Lesson learned going into 2010 - moderation might be a good idea! Since I am committed to "living kinder," however, it also means being kind to myself and not beating myself up about my missteps over the holiday season. So, moving forward...

An exciting discovery at the start of the New Year...I was given a membership to Costco - a wholesale warehouse that sells everything (e.g., books, furniture, food, office supplies, etc.) - only to find out that they sell many organic items in bulk! These were today's purchases:

Okay, the pita chips and clementines were not organic, but I decided to throw them in anyway. I like this idea of buying in bulk, particularly when I can share with other people who are also striving to eat more healthy food in 2010.

Finally, going back to the issue of chocolate, I did find one way of satisfying my chocolate craving (as I transition back to more healthy eating.) Let me introduce Dark Chocolate Organic Coconut Bliss "ice cream."

I purchased it at Whole Foods, despite some skepticism - namely because as much as I like chocolate, I do NOT like chocolate ice cream - at all. Add to the fact that this is a soy-free, gluten free, vegan frozen dessert, I was trying to figure out what would be in it to like? For the second time in this post, I will say "Wow, was I wrong!" This was quite possibly the best "chocolate ice cream" that I have ever had. It is that good. Good thing it comes in pint size - to help with my "moderation" resolution!

Hope you all did a little better than me on the health front over the holidays and the New Year has started out right!

Will be traveling again soon and will keep you posted...

Kind Countdown to 2010

2009-12-28T23:16:00.010-05:00

I recently sat and read my New Year Resolutions...from 1989 to the present. It is fun to see how much things change...and how much they stay the same.

I am still thinking about what I want to create in my life in 2010 and what will go on this year's vision board. (Lots of *dreams* came true in 2009, so I know the importance of setting the intention. I also know, however, that manifesting dreams requires action, determination, and willingness to risk - therefore, one must choose wisely.) Regardless of the details, I know that I want to be KIND...or should I say KINDER...or should I say LIVE KIND.

As I mentioned in an earlier post, I received Alicia Silverstone's new book The Kind Diet for Christmas. (Actually, I received it twice!). I have been inspired by both the book and her new website - The Kind Life). Alicia, Kris Carr (of Crazy Sexy Life), and other Superheros will share their tips for healthy living as part of a "21-Day Vegan Kickstart" hosted by the Physicians Committee for Responsible Medicine beginning on January 1. I have already signed up! The first step of many to a Kinder 2010.

Let the Kind Countdown begin.

Merry Christmas to All

2009-12-25T12:16:00.009-05:00

It's a White Christmas . . .

The most beautiful tree of all . . .

Wishing you, your family, and friends . . .near or far . . .

Much happiness, health, love, and all things *magical*...today...and in the coming year!

Let it Snow!

2009-12-21T12:19:00.010-05:00

My favorite kind of snow is what I call "Snow Globe Snow." It's as if someone took the world and gave it a good shake. What comes down are big fluffy flakes that you can spin around in and catch on your tongue. It's most fun at night when the streetlights reflect on the snowflakes and you can feel the magic in the air - because it is there - all around.

While I will never get tired of this type of snow, I have to say that I was glad to make it out of D.C. ahead of the BLIZZARD! I arrived home to find perhaps as much snow; only here we are prepared for it and can adjust accordingly!

In addition to looking out the window for much of the morning (as part of my self-imposed-snow-day), I did an in-home workout with resistance bands. I never tried them before, though several people have recommended them to me - especially for travel. I like these because they don't have plastic handles and are therefore easier to pack. Doesn't look like much, but they definitely did something because my muscles are now sore!! I guess that is a good thing! (Let me know if you have used resistance bands before and found them useful or can recommend any exercises or websites for a good workout.)

I also made a really good lunch (to offset all the Christmas cookies that I have to admit I have been eating!). Organic salad, tomatoes, carrots, and avocado and a plate of baked pita chips and organic hummus. So good.

Finally, I came home to find that my mom bought me my FAVORITE DRINK! When I tell people that this is my all-time-favorite-thing-to-drink (this particular brand of sparkling water), they always seem confused - as if it could not possibly be, but it is. Love it!!

So, no excitement today - finally just a few minutes to RELAX. How nice to be home. :)

The Kind Diet

2009-12-15T21:27:00.006-05:00

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! I am jumping up and down in my living room!! I am so excited, and happy, and grateful. Why?? Because I just had a Christmas gift exchange with my friend, and she gave me THIS - Alicia Silverstone's new book "The Kind Diet: A Simple Guide to Feeling Great, Losing Weight, and Saving the Planet!!!!" How did she remember (I made a comment about wanting it in passing - as in when I was passing through town a month ago!)? How did she know how happy she would make me?! I can't wait to read it and tell you what I learn!

Books are one of my most favorite things in life...as is KINDNESS. Looks like my Holidays are off to a great start! :) I wish for you the same!!

Mac Food: Share the Love

2009-12-10T18:34:00.012-05:00

I LOVE my MacBook. He told me I would. Of course, he reviewed all the features - the photos, the files, the virus protection, and the customer support. But what sold me was when he said, "People who buy Macs LOVE them. Have you ever heard someone say, 'I LOVE my [insert PC name here]?'" I had to think about that one for awhile...but no, I had not. Then he said, "Mac users recognize other Mac users when they see them. It is a really nice, supportive community." (I wasn't bargaining for all that, I just wanted a way to write papers and check email!). Of course, I was a little skeptical...

...until it happened.

I brought my purchase up to the counter and the cashier enthusiastically exclaimed, "Oh, you are getting a Mac! I LOVE my MacBook!"

Fast-forward two months and several countries away to the airport in Istanbul, Turkey. As I was waiting for my flight, the guy at the next table asked, "Are you a Mac user?" "Excuse me?," I replied. "You look like a Mac user. I can always tell," he said. (I still don't fully know what that means.)

So, I thought...there must be something to this after all.

I now find the same to be true of eating Raw and Vegan food. Like Mac users, people who eat this way tend to LOVE their food and food choices. They LOVE how it tastes, how it makes them feel, what it does for the animals and the environment, the effect it has on their health, and the list goes on. On the other hand, you rarely hear people extolling the virtues of diets comprised mainly of "manufactured food products." While they might like the immediate sugar high of pre-packaged food, they are not raving on to friends (and strangers) about how good they feel and how happy they are with their steady diet of highly-processed junk food.

For example, I LOVED these sweet potato fries dipped in maple syrup. How often do you want to lick your plate for food that has no cholesterol, is high in fiber, low in sodium, and an excellent source of vitamin A? Doesn't happen every day, unless you actively look for it and plan ahead.

Also like Mac users, I am starting to realize that you can spot people who are concerned with their health and the health of the planet. It shows in their skin, in their attitude, in their posture, in what they bring to the world. They may choose to do that by being Raw, Vegan, Vegetarian, or just by making better food and health choices one day at a time. Regardless of HOW they do it, wouldn't it be nice for everyone to say I LOVE my life and share that with as many people as possible?

Cheesecake on a Mission Meets Pizza with a Mission

2009-12-08T21:17:00.013-05:00

I came for the cheesecake. I heard it was THE BEST vegan cheesecake in town. I don't particularly like cheesecake, but I LOVE the IDEA of cheesecake. (My favorite place in all the world to eat cheesecake is Prague, but I digress.) The friends, the laughter, the cafes, the simple pleasures...all of it, I have experienced at one time or another through cheesecake. So, you can imagine that I was excited to try this vegan alternative.

Um, I don't think cheesecake is supposed to be white. Am I wrong? I gave it the benefit of the doubt, but no. I mean, I still had the benefit of friendship, laughter, and fun surroundings, but it was not the cheesecake experience I was hoping for!

I also tried the pizza, mainly because it came with a Mission. "Every time you order this pizza we will donate $1 to Second Harvest Heartland, Minnesota's largest hunger relief organization." That works for me! I tried the Vegan Second Harvest Heartland pizza - tomato sauce, daiya vegan cheese, organic roma tomatoes, garlic, and fresh organic basil. It looked like this:

I think I would have liked it better without the "cheese," though it did come out looking beautiful.

So, for my first-ever attempt at "dining-out-vegan," there were mixed results.

This place came highly recommended per reviews at the online Happy Cow Compassionate Eating Guide. I do admit that it had a fun vibe, really nice staff, and a cool philosophy.

But I really wanted my cheesecake to be yellow. Who knew? I am sure, however, that there are far more pressing ”Galactic” issues.

"You Don't Eat No Meat?!"

2009-12-01T22:03:00.006-05:00

"What do you mean, you don't eat no meat?"

"Is okay. You eat turkey."

I felt like I was in a scene from the movie "My Big Fat Greek Wedding." My 87-year-old Italian Great Aunt kept offering to share her turkey with me throughout our Thanksgiving dinner - thinking that there must be some mistake that I didn't have any turkey on my plate already! I tried to assure her that it was not an oversight and that I would not starve as a result. Regardless of my attempts at explanation, she was not to be convinced.

Once I got her off the topic of meat, however, she shared with me some of her "folk remedies" (as she calls them) to promote a long and healthy life. Among them was her daily habit of drinking a glass of water mixed with two tablespoons of organic Apple Cider Vinegar and two tablespoons of maple syrup or honey. I bought the ingredients, but haven't tried it yet. While I am not entirely convinced to drink Apple Cider Vinegar, I can't argue with how good she looks at 87. She can climb stairs, balance her checkbook, and remember her long list of remedies (of which this is only one).

I am trying to pay attention. Not only do I want to look and feel that good in the years to come, but I am a firm believer in the wisdom of our elders...even if she wants me to eat meat (*wink*).

Georgia: Sunrise, Wishes, and Supras

2009-11-22T11:15:00.016-05:00

I ate raw pistachios as I watched the sunrise over Tbilisi, Georgia. I was told that this building once housed Georgian refugees from the war in Abkhazia (during the 1990s) and wondered what they too thought of the view. I am sure it was spectacular - even minus the bright light on the horizon - the Sameba (Trinity) Cathedral, which wasn't completed until 2004.

As I was sitting there, I realized something. I may not know what I want to be when I grow up, but I am very clear on who I want to be. There was some satisfaction in that, since I think it is the more important of the two.

This was reinforced to me later in the day when we went to visit the 6th century Jvari Monastery that sits at a place where the Mtkvari and Aragvi rivers meet.

There was a "wishing tree" in this place where the rivers both connect and diverge. So it seemed that many people were here before me, tying ribbons, scraps of material, and pieces of paper - along with their prayers and dreams - to the branches blowing in the wind. Did they ask for strength to take a path-less-traveled?, health for their families?, or merely give thanks for all they had already been given? I contemplated both their dreams and mine as I stood at the rivers' edge.

How do Georgians give thanks? One way is through a Supra - complete with a Tamada (toastmaster). This celebration involves eating, eating, toasting, and eating some more (and then toasting some more). There is an art to this process, which involves a particular order (which I have not yet figured out!) for toasting one's family, friends, health, country, peace...The table is full to start the meal and the plates of food pile up one-on-top-of-the-other as the eating continues - until the entire table is teetering and beyond overflowing.

Can you imagine that I experienced not one, but TWO Supras in one day??!!!!! (Thus my need for a three-day Juice Fast!) It should be noted that all the food was fresh, non-processed, and healthy - oh, the difference that it makes in the taste. (I stuck to the vegetarian options - like eggplant topped with walnut paste - so delicious!)

Dinner ended with big plates of fruit. (See the green fruit on the right. It looked like cucumber and tasted like a candy sourball. Made me realize that the chemical flavors we have "invented" and introduced into our diets actually come from a source in nature. Um, why not eat the original?)

A good day, a good week, and good lessons learned.

Georgians, I toast to you - "To your families, to your health, to your country, to peace." While I may not have the order right, I offer you my thanks and gratitude for all your kindness.

Fresh, Organic, Vegan, Airport Food

2009-11-21T17:16:00.009-05:00

He greeted me enthusiastically: HELLO, HOW ARE YOU??? Welcome to Philly.

Good. How are you? Thank you, I replied (as I moved down the line to buy my veggie wrap at the airport counter.)

Him: You are that famous actress, right?!!

Me: Who? Me? (looking around). No, I am not famous.

Him: Okay, maybe not FAMOUS, but you are on TV. I watch you ALL THE TIME!

Me: Really, no. It's not me. (At this point people in line are turning around to get a look at the "famous person" in their midst.)

His co-worker: Leave her alone. She said she is not famous.

Him: Well, she is not going to TELL us that she is famous.

Me: Yes, yes, really I would, but unfortunately I am not. I just want a veggie wrap. (But thank you for the compliment...I think). I regret not asking him who he thought I was...Maybe I should have just given him an autograph and made his day! :)

My quest to find healthy airport food is usually not so exciting. Recently, however, I hit the jackpot.

Let me introduce you to French Meadow Bakery and Cafe at the Minneapolis International Airport in Minnesota, USA. Not only did they carry organic salads and bottled juice drinks, but they had a variety of vegan treats.

I tried the Vegan Peanut Butter Rice Crispy Bar (same price as regular Peanut Butter Bar) and have to say that it was FANTASTIC.

Other options included the Healthy Hemp Brownie, Vegan Carrot Cake, and Vegan Raspberry Chocolate Bar.

For dining in, or taking out.

Of course, I had to eat mine on the go...

The Velvet Revolution: Celebrating a Milestone

2009-11-17T11:15:00.013-05:00

Today I am celebrating the 20th anniversary of the Velvet Revolution in Czechoslovakia - from Munich. Through CNN, I am re-living the events that put an end to Communism at the heart of Europe. On the plane on the way over the Atlantic, my German seatmate was surprised when I said how profoundly these events affected me and my life - as an American with no ties to the region and little knowledge of the countries (or even political awareness at that young age). It has left me asking myself today - why? Why did it matter so much to me 20 years ago? And, why does it continue to matter (maybe even more so) to me today? They are not easy questions to answer.

I think the revolutions of 1989 introduced me to my life. They made me realize that every-day-people can accomplish things that might seem impossible - and sometimes even are. They made me understand that things are not always as they appear and that people everywhere have something to teach me. They also made me want to understand the people, politics, languages, and cultures that I was directly told I would never have an opportunity to know (see "The Wall is Gone"). They made me want to be a part of change - in both big and small ways.

Maybe all idealistic notions from someone who is still trying to figure out what she wants to be when she grows up. Yet for today, I celebrate.

"Hello Bucharest, I'm so glad to be here!"

2009-11-15T08:44:00.019-05:00

This is what Michael Jackson meant to say when he greeted the people of Romania several years ago. Instead he said, "Hello Budapest" (in reference to Hungary). The Romanians told us that this faux pas occurred on the balcony of the "People's Palace" (Palace of Parliament). (The Lonely Planet guide said that this incident occurred at the National Stadium.) Regardless, I like the intended message - and agree - "Hello Bucharest, I'm so glad to be here!"

The People's Palace

Unlike the other countries in Central and Eastern Europe, Romania did not experience a Peaceful Revolution in 1989. While the Communist regimes of neighboring countries fell one-by-one, as part of a domino effect begun with the opening of the Berlin Wall, Romania's leadership clung to power. This changed in December 1989 when dictator Nicolae Ceausescu and his wife Elena were forcibly overthrown and executed.

The People's Palace, which today houses the Constitutional Court, Chamber of Deputies, etc. was an example of Ceausescu's excesses. It is the second largest building in the world in surface area (following the U.S. Pentagon) and is complete with multiple halls, a dizzying array of chandeliers, and marble at every turn. See for example, custom-built "his" and "her" staircases for Nicolae and Elena, which were re-built 5 times to ensure proper proportions.

After hearing about bloody revolts, cults of personalities, and great hardships to the Romanian people, it was time to try something on the lighter side.

I liked this message in particular:

While I have to admit, this was not necessarily Romanian fare, I was not up to joining my colleagues for a lunch of "bear" as I already had my ”Wild Game” experience. Instead, I had the following (minus the cheese).

We also went to Bucharest's oldest beer hall. Well worth the visit. There I tried to order a chicken and vegetable wrap - minus the chicken. The answer was simply no. No discussion, no alternative, just no. It actually made me laugh. "Just order what is on the menu." Will do. A House salad it is. (I really wanted to visit Casa Satya in Bucharest. How many restaurants advertise themselves as "Alchemy for Body and Soul?" The menu even gives suggestions for ordering for your health. Guess I will need to make another trip!)

Overall, a lovely time spent in Romania. Still shaking my head about how 20 years have passed, how much has been accomplished, and how much more needs to be done. Bucharest. I thank you.

"The Wall is Gone"

2009-11-09T06:47:00.006-05:00

Date: November 9, 1989.

TV Image: U.S. news anchor Peter Jennings live in Berlin.

Newspaper Headline: "The Wall is Gone."

Me: High school student. (Returned from a trip to East Berlin in August 1989 where we were told "This Wall will never come down.") Taped the headline above my bedroom window at my parents' house (where it still hangs today) and wrote myself a note: "Remember this day. It will change your life."

It has - in every way.

Today - 20 years later - I celebrate the "peaceful revolutions" and the strength, courage, and perseverance that it took (and continues to take) to change a system and create something new for future generations. It has been my great privilege to witness the changes over the past two decades and know that if the walls can come down, anything is possible.

Packing Raw Food and Inspiration

2009-10-31T21:14:00.011-04:00

The websites say that the country has no organic food. How can that be when most families are growing food in their own backyard? The last time I was there this was the conversation with the hotel concierge:

"Do you have any restaurant recommendations?"

"Do you want Wild Game or Non-Wild Game?"

"Non-Wild Game please."

"Then I have the perfect recommendation for you."

(Take taxi to restaurant. It was FULL of Wild Game - stuffed and hanging on walls, pelts (of what animals?) serving as seat cushions, and a menu of things I had never heard of - at least as a main course.)

Return to hotel and went back to concierge.

"How did you like the restaurant?"

"Well, we think we went to the wrong one. We actually wanted the Non-Wild Game restaurant."

(Blank stare). "But that is the one you were at?!!"

(Blank stare back). "Really?"

This time I am preparing in advance and have started to assemble a little stash of food.

I have some Go Raw cookies, a variety of Larabars, a bag of organic raisins, a bag of trail mix (raw cashews, pistachios, walnuts, sunflower seeds, raisins, organic raw cacao nibs, and almonds), and ingredients for my "not-exactly-Georgian Snickers." My other "must-have" items include a Klean Kanteen waterbottle (both for working out while on the road and getting water in the fountain (if need be) after passing through airport security) and my Pacsafe bag, which has already proven itself pick-pocket-safe!!

In addition to healthy food, I plan to bring with me a positive attitude and the intention to work out - both of which will be assisted by my new Lululemon gear. At the recommendation of Angela at Oh She Glows, I purchased the Shape Jacket and received the bag as a gift.

Lots of good advice, as you can see. "Dance, Sing, Floss, and Travel." Can't go wrong with that!!

Will soon let you know if I find any organics and / or Non-Wild Game.

In the meantime, Happy Halloween and (depending on where you are located) enjoy your extra hour of sleep! :-)

Not Quite Composting

2009-10-28T18:16:00.006-04:00

Mornings are usually hectic. Important people running to important meetings. Click, click, click down the hall with coffee in hand. Except for me, I drink Green Juice.

(I wish I could tell you that I never get caught up in who or what is important.)

After the Green Juice is gone, I eat my raw food - bananas, pears, kiwis, strawberries, blueberries, raspberries...(sometimes all of the above)...and throw the peels and dripping napkins into the garbage bin. However, these days I try to make a little less of a mess.

"Good morning Dr. Pepper!" (That is the nickname he has given me.) He always has a big smile when he empties my trash - as if he is happy to be doing me a favor. I could say he has "special needs," but then, don't we all? He was excited to show me the plastic necklace around his neck that he got at an amusement park. "Dr. Pepper, They gave me this. It's angel wings. They said it is perfect for me."

Perfect indeed.

P.S. I bet they only give those out to the important people.

Raw Inspiration: Marine Corps Marathon Day!!

2009-10-25T15:15:00.010-04:00

(Peace Park)

It was a beautiful day for "The People's Marathon" in Washington, D.C. I love this event. Somehow it makes the city a little kinder...people smile a little more. Total strangers from all walks of life and from country-after-country join in to celebrate the human spirit - and what it takes to run 26.2 miles.

The runners in this photo have been at it for more than 6 hours already and are inching to the finish line. They are the ones who I really wanted to cheer on - since I was one of them myself in 2004. (That's another post.) Today I celebrate them and how winning (completing) does not always mean coming in first.

In fact, winning is sometimes readjusting your expectations of yourself, doing your best, and taking pride in an alternative outcome. I was reminded of this today while on the subway (with 30,ooo other people). A woman around my age boarded the train. I noticed her wearing a medal and said "Congratulations!" She looked down and said, "It is only for the 10K race. I wanted to run the Marathon. I trained for the Marathon, but then I got hurt and the doctor told me that I couldn't run it today."

I replied by telling her that running a 10K is something that very few people have done and that she should be proud of the accomplishment. (Not to mention that she was wise to listen to the doctor and her own body and not let her ego talk her into something that could hurt her in the long run.) That seemed to lift her spirits, and she said that she wanted to try again by running the "Jingle All The Way" 10K in December. She asked if I wanted to join her. I said, "Yes, if I am not traveling!"

So, just like that we were both in good moods and contemplating running through the streets of Washington, D.C. in celebration of the Holiday Season. "Oh what fun, it is to run...."

I guess this means that I will have to start (um) training! Have you run a marathon, or any other kind of road race / fun run? Any (raw) tips on how to prepare, what to bring to the event, or how to recover afterword?

Semper Fi!!

Attention Holiday Eaters!!!

2009-10-21T21:26:00.007-04:00

I interrupt this workweek, to bring you a special announcement.

Are you a “Holiday-Eve” shopper? Now is your chance to make a change – well in advance of any New Year’s Eve resolutions!

I recently purchased "Kristen Suzanne’s Easy Raw Vegan Holidays" un-cookbook. I took her advice and tried making “I Can’t Believe It's Raw” Pumpkin Pie and “Oktoberfest Raw German Chocolate Brownies” in advance of the coming season. In part, because I was skeptical. Having never baked a pie, I was not sure I could “un-bake” one either!

The results. See for yourself.

Testimonials from my non-raw, non-vegan co-workers:

“Can I have a second piece?”

“Would you bring more tomorrow?”

“How can THIS possibly be made of THAT?”

I KNOW!!!!!

My hat is off to you Kristen. Your little genius has made for a lot of smiles…and the holidays have not yet even begun!

Ancient Greece and Rome: Lessons in Raw Beauty

2009-10-18T19:51:00.006-04:00

Let me back up before I start this post.

My grandpa (who I loved – and still love dearly) passed away a little over a year ago. Oh, he taught me many things. Things about expecting the best in life, being open to love, appreciating your family, working hard…and harder still. He also taught me about letting go, when letting go is necessary in order to grow again. Of all the lessons he taught me, I had no idea he taught me about oil…

You see, at the age of 90 my grandpa had a full head of thick, black hair. Not a grey hair in sight. (He would always note this fact as one of his greater accomplishments, and who could blame him or disagree?) When I asked him for his secret, he simply said “baby shampoo.” (shhhhh)

But was there more? Something passed down through the Ages? Something learned, remembered, and then forgotten? Or, only forgotten by some?

As part of the Raw Lifestyle, I have quickly learned about the benefits of oil of all kinds. JoJoba Oil, Coconut Oil, Olive Oil…and the list goes on.

JoJoba Oil: Good for moisturizing the scalp, softening hands and feet, and my personal favorite – make-up removal.

Coconut Oil: Good for cooking, skin care (face moisturizer, natural sunscreen, body lotion, etc.), and hair conditioning. The uses are really endless. Do a google search. You will be amazed.

Olive Oil: Makes a great salad dressing and good for dipping bread, of course, but did you ever consider using olive oil as part of your beauty routine? Apparently, those living in Ancient Greece and Rome had this figured out, but I am just hearing about it now?!! (On a recent trip to Athens, I was introduced to “Traditional Pure Greek Olive Oil Soap.” I highly recommend.)

It appears that my great-grandmother (who came to the U.S. on a boat from Italy) also knew a thing or two about the value of olive oil. I just recently realized that my grandpa told me one time that she made him rub the oil on his scalp every day of his life because she said it was good for his hair.

Coincidence??

Of course, maybe it’s an “old wives’ tale” and genetics alone blessed him, but then again…the Ancients were pretty wise.

An Ounce of Preparation...

2009-10-15T20:39:00.019-04:00

"Do you want to join us for lunch?," I asked the student from Denmark. She responded, "No, thank you. I don't eat that kind of food."

I asked her this question in 1997 and remained puzzled by her answer for more than a decade. What kind of food? I never told her where we were going to eat (as it hadn't yet been decided), so how could she respond with "I don't eat that kind of food?"

I now realize that the only "food options" available at the time were a range of fast-food restaurants, which she most likely did not consider "food" or "options" at all.

Hmm.

This morning her words came back to me as I headed out the door. Then I thought about the food options I would be facing today, if I chose not to be prepared. Did I really want to "fuel" my body with "food products" instead of "real food?"

So, I turned around...and reminded myself that an ounce of preparation could make a very big difference in my day. Here's what I prepared in 10 minutes or less:

--Smoothie (organic strawberries, raspberries, blueberries, banana, and flaxseed)

--Celery (with almond butter)

--Butternut Squash Soup (not raw, but organic)

--Salad (romaine lettuce, spinach, avocado, tomatoes, sunflower seeds, and olive oil)

--Not-quite-Georgian Snickers (assembly required)

Threw the creations in my bag (lined to keep products cool) and headed out the door for a second time.

The result - a day of feeling good about what I ate, how I am taking care of my body, and a follow-up yoga session to boot!!

Also, a chuckle to myself at how much difference a decade - or a day - can make.

Habit or Ritual?

2009-10-14T19:20:00.008-04:00

By habit I am a night owl and former junk-food junkie. By ritual I am becoming a morning exerciser and raw vegan (far from 100%, but leaning in the direction of making better choices for my personal health and happiness). As part of my morning ritual, I have been watching the sun come up - while drinking warm water with lemon (and even reading some blogs!). Not to mention that the process has helped me to get over jet lag this time around!

It is easy to be grateful for the coming day when it starts like this.

How do you start your day when you want it to be a little extraordinary?

Defying Gravity

2009-10-11T21:37:00.014-04:00

Anyone who knows me knows that I love, love, LOVE the musical WICKED!!! I saw the performance in Germany, and it was THE BEST PERFORMANCE OF ANY KIND that I have EVER SEEN ANYWHERE!!!! In fact, it was so good that I wrote the cast a “thank-you letter” to express my sincere appreciation for the *MAGICAL* evening. I also bought the CD – both from the German performance that I saw and the English version by the original cast of Tony-award winning Idina Manzel (as Elphaba, the Wicked Witch) and Kristin Chenoweth (as Glinda, the Good Witch). Phenomenal. Raw talent to the extreme.

I mean, how can one not run faster on a treadmill when one is singing along with the following words?

“I am d-e-f-y-i-n-g gravity… And if I’m flying solo, at least I’m flying free. To those who’d ground me, take a message back from me. Tell them how I am defying gravity. I’m flying high defying gravity and soon I’ll match them in renown. And nobody in all of Oz, no wizard that there is or was, is ever gonna bring me down!!!!”

Sing for yourself and see how good it makes you feel.

What does this have to do with Raw Food? Just ask A Vegan on Stage. I made her awesome Elphaba (aka Elphie) Bars and can’t stop smiling, singing, or twirling around in my kitchen. See her recipe here. See also photo of my bars (with appropriate green suitcase in the background).

What do you do to Defy Gravity?

Art or Science?

2009-10-05T22:12:00.021-04:00

Is there an art to Juicing and Smoothie-ing? Or, is it a science - merely getting the right nutrients into one's cells to make for a healthy body and mind?

Either way, I am still learning.

My Green Juice is not yet green, you see. However, the experimentation is still fun and "pretty" in its own way. Despite my encouragement, my juice asked for an accessory. A beautiful glass straw to help with her self-esteem.

Today's Not-Quite-Green Juice included the following ingredients: 3 carrots, 1 cucumber, 2 kale leaves, 1 apple, 2 stalks of celery, and juice from 1/2 a lemon (the lemon juice makes all the difference!).

My Smoothie faired a little better. But then again, she was assisted by The Voracious Vegan's almond milk recipe. And everyone knows that a little help from a friend can do amazing things.

Other ingredients included: organic blueberries, raspberries, strawberries, 1 banana, kale, and a tablespoon of flaxseed for some additional omega-3s.

Though they looked a little "out-of-the-ordinary," both the Juice and the Smoothie were glorious in their own ways and contributed to making me feel better...and better still...So, there was really no reason to be hard on themselves. I told them that their uniqueness was a gift and that they should focus on their individual and combined successes (as they scientifically enhanced my health and longevity). That is where the art is!

A Jewelry Reminder and Plan of Action

2009-10-03T05:08:00.014-04:00

Forward nine hours. Back three hours. Forward four hours. Back 10 hours. I have now reached my "final destination" once again after almost a month on the road. The result is that it is after 5am, and I have been awake since 1am sneezing, coughing, and trying to breathe. The good news is that I don't have swine flu, the bad news is that I am clearly out of balance!

Thus, the need for a jewelry reminder...and a plan of action.

I bought this necklace from a local artist while on the road. The large circle represents life and eternity, the inscribed symbols are local designs, and what I like best - the small circles represent the "human pie chart" - family, friends, health, career, spirituality - and bringing them all into balance to make a happy, healthy, and fulfilled life. Who couldn't use such a reminder??

As for the plan of action, a direct and immediate trip to Whole Foods and Trader Joe's to stock up on raw essentials. I picked up organic celery, spinach, romaine hearts, kale, cucumbers, bell peppers, carrots, avocados, apples, bananas and almond butter (thanks to Girl on Raw), tomatoes, and even threw in a bag of Go Raw super cookies (on the advice of Kristen's Raw). I only regret not buying two bags - they are that good!

Let the healing and balancing begin!!

If you have any other tips on how to find (or create) balance, please do share!

Bangladesh and Girl Power

2009-09-29T11:46:00.012-04:00

We had a fearless leader who took us through a dizzying maze of spices, stacked fruit, veggies in vans, and buckets of berries glittering in the sun. On the outskirts of Yerevan, Armenia we shopped with the locals at a place they call “Bangladesh” (given its distance from the center of their capital city). Though our leader spoke only a few words of Armenian, it was clear that she was much loved – having traversed the market many times before, making friends along the way. They greeted her with a kiss, would not let her pay for the fruits they put in her hand, and offered blessings for her family (at least that is what I imagined them to say). I sheepishly watched and tried to take it all in.

What better reason to eat raw food when it comes with such positive energy?

Armenia: It Takes a Village

2009-09-27T09:47:00.044-04:00

It takes a village to make a meal. A meal that started at 7pm and lasted until 2am. The villagers waited and played backgammon in the front yard until it was over. Until they could wish us well on our continued journey. There were no flowers to deliver this time, since the meal came to us without warning. On their end, however, preparations began days before. There was fruit to pick, honey to harvest, butter to make, vegetables to pull from the earth, fish to catch, animals to cook (which I declined as politely as possible).

When we sat for the meal (all men on their side in keeping with tradition), there was only the common language of laughter and ongoing toasts (through an interpreter)...We toasted to our families - our parents, our children, all those who have come before us and those who have yet to be born, to our friends, to our countries, to peace, to good health...to all the things that we as people share. And we ate, and ate, and ate. We ate things I have never heard of and never seen. It looked like a green apple, but it was not. It looked like a cherry, but it was not. It tasted like black licorice, but looked like salad, so it was not.

Everything on that table (with the exception of drinks) was grown in that village, prepared by its people, and delivered with open hands. No pesticides, antibiotics, additives, or preservatives; just food in its purest form. Raw food, raw friendship, raw kindness - with only a simple thank you offered in return.

Armenia and Seeds of Friendship

2009-09-24T14:54:00.018-04:00

I recently learned that one does not know the meaning of the word hospitality until one sits in an Armenian home. (I can attest to the spirit of generosity across all three of the South Caucasus countries – Armenia, Azerbaijan, and Georgia – as I have been the grateful recipient of kindness from the people of all three nations.)

On this particular evening, I went in search of flowers to bring to my hosts. But first, I ran across sunflower seeds.

The man on the street jumped up, reached inside the bag, and offered me a seed. I cracked the hard, black shell between my teeth and ate the little seed inside. I smiled, said thank you (in my attempt at the local language), and made a photo snapping motion with my hand – which he kindly obliged.

When I arrived at the dinner party, the hosts immediately welcomed me to a full table of before-meal (raw) treats. At the center was a plate of walnuts and something else, which looked familiar, but I couldn’t quite identify. After closer inspection, I realized that it was A SUNFLOWER!

Can you imagine being served sunshine on a plate??!! Beautiful, natural, and unlike anything I have tried before. I reached inside the flower, pulled out a fuzzy-shelled seed, and rolled the chewy treat between my teeth.

The two sunflower seeds tasted quite different, though both provided a boost of vitamin E, magnesium, and selenium.

Not to mention the boost I received from two related acts of kindness in one day…from a land far, far away.

Armenia, Juice, and Happiness

2009-09-19T08:54:00.023-04:00

This country of 3 million people - bordered by Azerbaijan, Georgia, Iran, and Turkey - knows a thing or two about fresh fruit. Their apricots, for one, are amazing. The texture? Something like biting into a watermelon with apricot juice running down your arm.

Speaking of watermelon, have you ever tried Fresh Watermelon Juice? Me either. Until today.

I am currently reading Helen Keller's autobiography and all I could think about as I sat in the outdoor cafe drinking my juice and watching the people go by was "What would a blind and deaf child think of Fresh Watermelon Juice?" I could only come to the conclusion that she would think it was something spectacular. Spectacular all on its own - with maybe some breeze blowing through her hair.

She would not even have to be told that watermelon is packed with antioxidants, high in vitamin C and beta-carotene, a good source of several B vitamins, and has no cholesterol and virtually no fat. She would just need to taste and determine how it made her FEEL on the inside. And then she would ask for more.

I love juice bars of all kinds. And more importantly, I love the smile. I recommend finding a juice yourself today (wherever you are) and really tasting it - on the inside.

Cheers to your health and happiness!!

Part II: Georgian Snickers

2009-09-17T05:55:00.014-04:00

I was told that they ate them during the war. (Not the August 2008 conflict with neighboring Russia, but World War II.) I imagine soldiers in trenches with a reminder from home. Did that help somehow, or was it "just food?" Hanging on strings, often for sale along the side of the road, they remind me of beef jerky – only a solid, chewy, vegan alternative.

Made out of walnuts dipped in boiled grape skins, their Georgian name is Churchkhela, but even the Georgians call them “Georgian Snickers.”

Like dates, I was reluctant to try one.

And also like dates, I found them to be surprisingly tasty.

That gave me the idea to make my own version. So, my first “raw recipe” is as follows:

Two medjool dates (pitted)

Handful of walnuts

Press the walnuts into the dates where the pit was and wrap the dates around.

Eat like Snickers. (A much better alternative to a vending-machine-run in the afternoon).

Easy, nutritious, and brings back pleasant memories – not of war, but peace – and trying new things and adapting them to one’s own circumstances in a way that builds upon traditions and the goodness that others have to offer.

Part I: First Date Jitters

2009-09-12T09:49:00.006-04:00

"Just try it."

"It won't be so bad."

"You might even like it."

I still wasn't convinced.

But I tried. (The vendor at the Markthalle held the date out as a token of friendship. It was from her that I learned that food-shopping is different somehow when it starts with a handshake and a smile.)

Surprisingly good, surprisingly versatile, and surprisingly healthy. Rich in fiber, calcium, iron, potassium, manganese, magnesium, etc. A snack on the go...No cooking required.

When I told my colleagues the next day, "I never had a date before I came to Germany," they looked at me rather strangely. I explained. Then we all started laughing.

Packing now. Part II soon.

Refrigerator Magnet Philosophy

2009-09-09T20:14:00.007-04:00

The Lessons are wise. Sometimes from unknowns; Sometimes not; Sometimes self-created. All reminders.

What starts on the inside, shows up on the outside.

If the inside of the fridge is full of fresh, raw, healthy fruits and vegetables, shouldn’t the outside be just as inspiring?

Defining Raw

2009-09-08T19:18:00.007-04:00

raw (ro) adj. raw*er, raw*est: uncooked, unprocessed, unrefined, uncultivated.

food (food) n. in the raw: food in its natural state (see also above).

living (liv/ing) adj.: full of life, interest, or vitality.

raw lifestyle: powerfully impressive.

Travel Raw: Seeking raw beauty; raw talent; raw inspiration; raw food at home and away.

(thanks to dictionary.com)

Chocolate for Men

2009-09-07T10:24:00.012-04:00

My rationale for starting this blog has a lot to do with chocolate. You see, I consumed primarily chocolate, cheese pizza, and Diet Coke for the better part of one year as I traveled non-stop for my job. Imagine my surprise when I got sick, very sick, and needed to reconsider my eating habits and non-existent exercise routine. In a search for better health, I found the world of Raw Food - something I didn't previously know existed. But then again, I don't think I ate a fruit or vegetable during my entire 20's.

So, this blog is intended to capture what I have learned, what I continue to learn, and how I incorporate these lessons into my life on the road. I am far from 100 percent raw, but have transitioned to a vegetarian diet comprised largely of whole foods...and am feeling better all the time. I hope my posts will encourage other "junkfood junkies" to make better food and health choices, as well as introduce readers to parts of the world (and their views on food) that they may not have been familiar with otherwise.

You will be glad to know that I have cut back on chocolate - once I learned that it is for men!

P.S. Chocolate for purchase in Kazakhstan.