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High Protein Lemon Coconut Poppyseed Muffins

It seems my last post hit a nerve. Maybe it’s that a lot of us are in a place in our lives that is inexplicably complicated. Struggling to haul ourselves out of bed to face the world for galaxies of different reasons. Too poor to buy food for our families, too tired to play with our kids, too busy to clean the toilet, too depressed to open the curtains. But my last post wasn’t supposed to be sad or depressing. Far from it.

My last post was meant to convey that I’ve reached a stage in my life where I realize that there is so much more to it then what I’ve given it thus far. Life is hard and the people in it make it complicated, lovely, exhausting, joyful, fun, difficult, terrifying and ultimately worth every second of tears and belly laughs. Decisions we make for ourselves can seem selfish as every decision made affects those around us, especially those we love and cherish. But one must, at some point in our life, make painful or terrifying decisions.

Sometimes it takes a sudden realization, something we’ve long left unacknowledged in the backs of the darkest corners of our minds, to finally realize that something is amiss. At the tender age of 28 I’ve already been a homeowner, a mother, a published author, a business owner, a wife and a friend to many. I’m a sister, a daughter, a niece, an aunt…but what childhood dreams have I left by the wayside to be all these things? I never became a papered chef or worked in a high end restaurant. I’ve never had sex on top of a high rise building next to a pool in the dead of night surrounded by roses and champagne. I’ve never traveled to the far away places that tease me in my dreams. I never dipped my toes into the Atlantic, or the Indian Ocean, or the Mediterranean, or the Aegean Sea, or the Baltic. I have never rode an elephant in the jungles of Vietnam or sweated in the muggy heat of the jungles of Borneo. I have never floated in the dead sea, or washed my hands in the Ganges as I lit a piece of incense and sent it down the river. I have never spent the night sleeping in a yurt in the waste lands of Mongolia or ridden a motorcycle down a dirt road to nowhere. I have never climbed a mountain bigger than 2km. I’ve never run in a marathon, I’ve never deep sea dived, I haven’t ridden a horse at full speed into the sunset, I have never eaten bugs over a fire in the grasslands of Africa. I’ve never flown to another continent or breathed in the fresh scent of a spice market in Morocco.

Will I ever?

If I put my mind to it and don’t let the mundane tasks of everyday life cause me to forget my dreams, I will do every one of these things. I will show my children that dreams can be reality as long as you don’t forget them. It’s easy to say you are “trying” to make your fantasies happen, but are you? I am doing things in my life to make positive changes, no matter the outcome. It’s like a hole was ripped in the clouds and suddenly there is the dimmest of lights shining through. Though the clouds still erupt in a downpour of torrential rain at times, the sun still shines through that tear and everyday there is a rainbow to show for it. Some of us choose to see the rain and some of us choose to see the sun. I choose to see all of it and the rainbow they create together. Life can’t be all highs and no lows and it cannot be the other way either. There must always be joy, fulfillment, mystery, aspirations and yes, sadness. How else do we know we are alive?

City and Colour – “Against the Grain”

You need not to climb mountaintops,
You need not to cross the sea,
You need not to find a cure for everything that makes you weak.
You need not to reach for the stars when life becomes so dark,
And when the wind does blow against the grain,
You must follow your heart,
You must follow your heart.

When all your friends have come and gone,
And the sun no longer shines,
And the happiness for which you long is washed away like an ocean’s tide,
When all the hard times outweigh the good,
And all your words are misunderstood,
When the day seems lost from the start
You must follow your heart,
You must follow your heart.

If you feel you’ve paid the price,
And your wounds should cease to heal
And everything you love in life spins like a winding wheel.
If you should wake to find you’re abandoned,
And the road you’ve traveled leads to a dead-end
When death creeps in to play it’s part,
You must follow your heart,
You must follow your heart.

One year ago: Raisin Bran Muffins

Two years ago: Crispy Sweet Potato Fries and Roasted Broccoli with Almonds

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High Protein Lemon Coconut Poppyseed Muffins

Rating: 51

Prep Time: 15 minutes

Cook Time: 20 minutes

Yield: 12 Muffins

Serving Size: 1 Muffin

Calories per serving: 205

Fat per serving: 13.3

Ingredients

  • 3/4 cup coconut flour
  • 1/2 tsp sea salt
  • 2 tsp baking powder
  • 1/4 cup poppyseeds
  • 1/4 cup cacao nibs
  • 7 eggs
  • zest & juice of one meyer lemon
  • 1/3 cup coconut oil, melted
  • 1/4 cup agave or maple syrup
  • 2 tsp vanilla extract
  • 1/2 cup plain 0% Greek yogurt
  • shredded coconut to garnish (optional)

Instructions

  1. Preheat oven to 350°F. Grease a 12 muffin tin.
  2. In bowl, mix all dry ingredients.
  3. In a separate bowl, mix the wet ingredients.
  4. Pour the dry ingredients into the wet and stir to combine.
  5. Evenly portion out the batter into muffin tin and bake for 20 minutes.
  6. Remove from oven and cool on cooling rack for 10 minutes. Remove muffins from tin and continue to cool on cooling rack.

 

Similarly delicious recipes from other fabulous food blogs:

Lemon Berry Protein Muffins from Damy Health
Coconut Flour Paleo Bread from Chocolate and Carrots
Coconut Buckwheat Breakfast Bake from Running to the Kitchen
Two Bite Black Bean Fudge Cupcakes from Healthful Pursuit
Blueberry Buckwheat Bake from Edible Perspective

Elizabeth March 15th, 2012 | Print This Recipe Print This Recipe

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