3 step oat milk recipe

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Espresso + oat milk = magic and healing

Make your own oat milk with 3 simple steps:

3 cups of water + 1 cup of oats

blend in the blender for 30 seconds

strain (and save the remains for pancakes later)

Reuse an old jar to store it in the fridge. Add cinnamon, vanilla, ginger, cardamom, maple syrup and blend for 30 more seconds to jazz it up, or you can do that when making the coffee.

Oat milk is a great replacement for creamer and serves as some of the most nutrient dense fuel you can consume. Known scientifically as, Avena sativa take a look at the profile inside this power house and most of all - you will feel it! Excellent for my fellow Hashimotos and thyroid fam.

  • Manganese

  • Phosphorus

  • Magnesium

  • Copper

  • Iron

  • Zinc

  • Folate

  • Vitamin B1 (thiamin)

  • Vitamin B5 (pantothenic acid)

  • Smaller amounts of calcium, potassium, vitamin B6 (pyridoxine) and vitamin B3 (niacin)

Sources: Healthline, Good Karma Cafe, Oatly, Amazon Fresh, Cherry Soy Milk, Sustainable Sabs

healing the sea

Mazeylotus helping L'Oréal go greener. Click Above to meet the squad.

Mazeylotus helping L'Oréal go greener. Click Above to meet the squad.

The communities I’m sharing with you in 2019 will reflect my love for the ocean, and my mission to heal the sea the way she has done for me.

Some of you may have noticed my love for nature and the environment evolving over the past few years while living on the ocean. The twins and I are back in Philadelphia living in East Falls, but the ocean hasn’t left me for one moment and neither has what I learned.

Click the image above to learn all about Seed Phytonutrients, a squad with a lot of heart, clear vision and purpose. They’re cultivating sustainable beauty in a brand new way. A group of local PA farmer divas have started a big conversation about the environment, the plastic in our oceans and food supplies, while supporting local organic farmers to spread seed diversity and bringing their beauty products in the first ever shower friendly paper bottle. It’s so cool and fun to touch and smells divine.

They’re nurturing our health as well as the planets with high performance, vegan, cruelty free beauty for skin and hair; Along the way guiding the “number one green cosmetic brand,” L'Oréal into an even more sustainable approach.

I’ll be on the Seed instagram @seedphytonutrients as well as @mazeylotus and @saltydivine from my bubble bath as per the usual so if something calls out to you don’t hesitate to connect. I’m happy to send you some samples of the new hair care line! Keep an eye on the social media sites for some upcoming rituals, meditations and unique ways to soap up with these delicious indigenous flowers from the earth that we’re all working on together.

Lots of love,

Sarah xx

Black Bear Barista Love

Early this morning the day was offset into a frenzy of productivity by swirls of blackberry, chocolate and creamy hot love in a cup crafted by an artisan barista. 

Feeling all needy and intense on a Monday morning as per the usual, I just had to get out of my home office and into the buzz of my favorite cafe where all is right with the world and high vibes reign.  The most succulent human of the day nodded with a glimmer in his eyes with each request that rolled out of my mouth, “Black Bear,” I read from the sign. “Sounds so good,” I licked my lips mostly because I drooled a little at the thought of a blackberry and chocolate latte called, ‘Black Bear.’ I usually go with lavender or something spicy, but today the air felt brand new. 

The succulent barista smirked with a lively energy that caused him to drop something in that attractive, relaxed and clumsy way. “A big one,” the barista’s eyes widened as he fumbled over the cups. “An extra shot of espresso in that big white mug right there with the wide mouth.” I pointed firmly until he picked it up and I was sure it was mine, “And with oat milk,” I declared satisfied with my creation and oozing with gratitude. 

Good Karma, you always know just how I like it and even though you’re not 3 blocks away anymore, I’ll always come to you.

Washington Square West Good Karma Cafe: http://www.thegoodkarmacafe.com/

Chasing the SEA

The energy of the wave stops at the shoreline after interacting deeply with the atmosphere to become a wave, yet not everyone believes that says David Rastovich. The sea brings us to another world. The salty sediments hold the story of our origins as well as determine our trajectory. For many of us, it's our own private church, temple, or sacred space. 

For the past three months, I've been unable to go in the water. Even being near the ocean caused me to become ill for days at a time. Outside my door, the cure-all aroma of salty sea air filling my lungs with rebirth, beautifying my face with its mist was replaced with a neurotoxin coming from the oceans cry for help. For the past three years, I've witnessed two pristine oceans surrounding two remote islands turn into sewage right before my eyes and the animals inside lay waste at the hands of preventable abuse.  The female character Morgan in my new book became a champion on this topic as a direct result of my experience and research that followed.

There's so much left to discover about the ocean.  Its forces are so much bigger than us. It seems remote for many of us yet the sea spreads across over 70% of the earth's surface, while we sit on a wee mass of under 30%. The ocean rules us. Its outcome is ours for better, or for worse. Containing coral reefs that hold our ability to exist in their hands as well as cancer cures, it's not a situation where the ocean can die and we will survive. It just doesn't work like that.

The ocean will forever be intrinsic to our survival. Surrendering to it the only option. The sea will do as it always does, reflect everything back to us, even our weakest link. Some say humanity is oblivious and although it's tempting to agree at times, I don't buy it. When we believe we're powerless, worthless and meaningless it directly impacts the way we live our lives, how we treat ourselves, others and the world around us. That's why the ocean is dying. It's mirroring the current status of our collective human spirit. 

Coral reefs, "the rainforest of the sea" or lungs of the earth can now be found as rotting skeleton and tissue. The rest glowing with an iridescent self-made radiant chemical sunscreen to protect themselves from their deteriorating environment. The most broken of our civilization can be found as we speak slaying whales and dolphins, the parts of the sea designed to nurture, protect and guide us.

Dave Rastovich and countless other surfers have been rescued by dolphins in pending shark attacks and drownings. After swimming and surfing with dolphins, feeling the deep echo vibration within from a whales song their majesty leaves no questions and honoring them is what makes us human. 

The transformation to restore has already begun and won't be stopped, but rather grow stronger like the tides. The big blue's force will always be greater and resisting her remains futile. It's our own existence we're struggling to feel worthy of currently. After something challenging happens everything changes and within those layers of courage and fear lives something valuable. I see more people surrendering and shining their light and believe in all of us to continue to lift ourselves to higher ground. 

The ocean that soothes our pain leaves a lasting memory. Go visit her in private, in silence to remember who you are and do one thing to protect her. Pick up any trash you see while you're spending time with the ocean, support her champions and those defending the precious life inside of her, replace single-use plastic with reusable materials, always consider what you discard and how, consider the ground you walk upon as holy and think for a moment about how you treat it, walk instead of drive, think of what you wear, sleep on and put inside your body, become a positive part of the solution rather than fueling negativity further, and keep the sea forever in your heart. Carry her with you wherever you go.

raw food

As a minimalist aiming to simplify, the world of food poses a challenge. After watching, “What the Health,” a documentary film on Netflix, inspiration struck to revisit raw food nutrition. That sensation of plucking a tomato off the vine and moments later into your mouth, that feeling is where the glory of raw food lives.

David Wolfe spoke to me in nutrition study. His personality penetrates, but the idea of raw food has always been one that made so much sense. Raw. Natural. Vibrant. Alive. Don’t you love the primal sound of it? The word itself has this potency as if it hasn’t been deteriorated. Raw. Electric.

Paleo, Ital, vegetarian, vegan, keto, autoimmune protocol and the list goes on. How can we eat to live? What do we eat to feel most alive? Is it what we eat? Is it how we eat? Is it when we eat? Is it where we eat? Is it with who we eat? Is it in how we speak to what we eat? Is it a matter of feeling worthy to receive?

Feeding ourselves in the current state of our world can’t be called the simplest of tasks even when taking a minimalist approach. With a new garden in the backyard, it’s become clear there is nothing basic about soiling, planting, harvesting and feeding the body with the ripe richness of lively food.

After studying with Joshua Rosenthal at The Institute for Integrative Nutrition, Primary Food resonated most. A thought, spoken word, surroundings, relationships and that energy all around us; that is food too. It enriches our bodies, absorbs all the energies around it, reaches the parts of us that matter most and determines our physiology. What we put into our bodies holds power.

New ebook of raw foods coming soon. Stay tuned.

The Moon

“The Moon

The Moon symbolizes the Void,
the feminine darkness
and even our own deep forest.

When she is full,
flashes of truth
illuminate us on the Path.

When she has disappeared,
we must carry on with only 
our intuition to guide us.

Fear not, the tide always turns.
When the Moon is weighing on you,
there's a good chance that you are
being called to dive deeply and fully
into your unconscious and
the underworld and bring back
a treasure.” 
― Victoria Kray

▽Minerals △ ࿊ ~<>•

Magnesium, the eighth most abundant mineral on earth, third in seawater, fourth in the human body is necessary in over 300 reactions within the body.

Every cell in the human body needs magnesium to function, or it won't. Strong bones, hair and teeth, balanced hormones, a healthy nervous and cardiovascular system, detoxification pathways all depend on cellular magnesium sufficiency.

Soft tissue containing the highest concentrations of magnesium in the body include the brain and the heart. Two organs that produce a large amount of electrical activity, and which can be especially vulnerable to magnesium insufficiency.

~<>• Mazeylotus 

We’re garden gnomes now 🍅 

photo by Lulu (my offspring)

photo by Lulu (my offspring)

Eating from the garden in our yard has changed me. This food has so much life.

Growing kale, mint, tomatoes, peppers, blueberries, strawberries 🍓 and some things yet to be determined in our new yard. I walk barefoot through the path, pluck our breakfast from the bushes while inhaling oxygen, sunshine and water droplets. Sinking my fingers and toes in the dirt delivers me.

It restores my health and increases my beauty to frolic through the leaves with the bees. Planting seeds will be my new thing. I’m planting them everywhere, trailing dirt in and out of the house.

Nature healed me. It’s only fair to return the favor.

Sources: Sciencing, FAO

▽ Aids to the Divine △ ࿊

“Fasting is the first principle of medicine; fast and see the strength of the spirit reveal itself." 〰️Rumi

Fast from food and fuel with minerals, argon oil, tea, rose water, pink Himalayan, naked contact with the earth, Spirulina or whatever calls to you. Allow that space to be empty and fill it with love and nurturing of self.


Fast from electronics, social media, people and flood your cup with moonlight, lily pads, lotus flowers, this wild energy, movement, flow, painting and whatever your body asks of you. Allow that space to be empty and fill it with love and nurturing of self.

Explore a large array of methods that cater to the feminine. Some detoxes include pancakes and get cozy like in the womb of the sea to bring you closer to your most intuitive self. Stay open as you embody your purveyor of the goddess within⎈

▽Skin Food △ ࿊ <>•

Nourish your body with the wonders of the earth. The skin is the largest organ of the body and what seeps into it determines who we are from the inside out. Surround yourself with nourishing vibrations. 

Sea salt and sand carry the energy of our origins are natural detoxifiers, which draw toxins out of the body and provide nutrients that leaves the skin glowing. 

Sea mist spraying off the ocean with the morning sun can not be packaged. Although one of the most potent bottled salt sprays in the world comes from ancient seabeds 2000 meters down. Still, dance with the big blue seas mist whenever possible.

~<>• M 

Mazeylotus Goddess Project

Purveyors of the Goddess Within⎈

Fire breathing dragon food  

Pitaya or Pitahaya is the fruit of several cactus species. It blooms to the full moon like women. The smell and taste reminds me of kiwi, yet I can sense the cactus component immediately. The seeds are rich in lipids, but only digestible when chewed. For how vibrant in appearance this hot pink beauty is, its taste is mild. Both the flesh & seeds are rich in omega's & fatty acids. Full of phytonutrients, antioxidants, B vitamins, carotene, protein, calcium, iron & phosphorous.

This S U P E R F O O D mentors our immune system and respiratory system health & strength. The phytochemical captin, used as medication for heart problems is found in the fruit itself. It helps flush our body of toxic heavy metals. Numerous studies were conducted on the fruit for its role in preventing prostate cancer, thanks to the lycopene. Lowers blood sugar & blood pressure. The fruit can also be found in yellow and red. Its fancy botanical name is Hylocereus undatus, indigenous to Central America.

Stay Dirty️

Once upon a time we spent more time being dirty. Rx: Staying kissed by sea foam, which is composed of the softest, fluffiest kiss you ever did feel as well as dissolved organic matter (including proteins, lignins and lipids) derived from sources such as the offshore breakdown of algal blooms, seaweed, marine plant life and more. 

B12, which many of us suffer from a lack of, is bacteria; Found in Sea Foam and Dirt on our veggies between our toes and in our nose. 

Autoimmune set in deep for me while living in concrete jungles, amidst an intense amount of fancy cleanliness, glorified and chronic stress. It was sexy at the time and what made me a “powerful woman,” but took a toll.

Stay Dirty.

The Feminine

Les Demoiselles d'Avignon 

Paris June - July, 1907

Pablo Picasso.

The feminine has enraptured and enraged from the beginning of time. “The birth of Venus” by Botticelli, “La Fornarina,” by Raphael and Modigliani’s “Nu couche,” which sold for $170M recently permeate every culture; Yet not long ago women were given citations for wearing bikinis, could be arrested for having their nipples exposed and historical works of Gustav Klimt (among many others) have been destroyed because they included female nudity. It certainly made an impact for Lady Godiva, Countess of Mercia.

In many ways, 500 year old America seems to need raising to reach the maturity of 45,000 year old Europe, for example, and hiding won’t help matters. 

They are subtle some of the oppressions we allow because it feels normal, but the ripple effect is not.


The mom blog someone had to write. For the ones who want to have it all.

Image: shot and edited by Mazeylotus

Image: shot and edited by Mazeylotus

Motherhood. I wish this was a parody, or narrative to the underlying meaning of a splendid, abstract art exhibit, but it's an autobiography and I'm not alone.

 I think women are lying when they say they wouldn't change anything if they had it to do all over again knowing what they know now. Of course we would and we'd do it way smarter ten times over and over if those chances existed. I don't believe we only get this one life. I have been here before and so have my children. Flesh just seems to help spirit manifest and keeps on going with, or without us. 

So, let's not pretend for the kid's sake, or to protect our precious ego or reputation. Let's instead get real and deeply honest. 

It makes my ass twitch when people far too attached and delusional say things like, "but if you went back and did it all again knowing what you know now, you wouldn't have x, y, or z."

No, I would not. 

I was that sister and friend talking people out of parenthood after I saw. Naturally, they ignored me as the call of the wild persists like a she-wolf after her prey.

When I say, “The world changed colors after bringing life,” that's literally what happened to me. I looked out the window and it was like I just woke up on a different planet. 

I saw. 

I saw and heard things I never knew existed before, but they were always there and isn’t there something terrifying about that reality? 

I saw. 

I saw the world for what it truly is and that's not child and family conducive most days, and in most ways, as I thought in my innocence. The world has changed from what it once was, but it's also not ‘the village’ they say it takes to raise a child anyway, your babies will want and cry for you.

Just you.

Daddy won't make the cut or the nanny. Neither of them smells like you, or have their milk in their breasts, or the heartbeat and vibe they knew for practically a year in your womb. 

It's you.

Just you. 

There will be no novel writing while they nap. No! So stop it.

You'll be laid out drooling, begging for sleep, or mercy until they wake you again. 

Even decades after they stop waking you up, your body will still be waiting for it to happen again like an old war wound from combat days and sleep will remain an elusive memory. 

Mine are teenagers. It's 2:30 AM as I write this wired from being needed to death for well over a decade. And I had help. Lots of help. That's a story for another time. 

My body knows sleeplessness, navigating emotions and deprivation on a soldier level. I had to learn how to train my circadian rhythm under highly undesirable circumstances in order to keep up with that 'having it all' lie, masquerade and charade. 


When you can sleep again, you'll stay up just to get time to yourself, and a glimpse of your self, your life, at whatever cost. 

That cost being delirium. 

It's not sexy.

It's not humorous.

It's serious like a heart attack and you will beg for death, but instead will get eternity. 

It's not like the movies; That fun satire, the rush of busy living and chasing the dream with your fancy stroller, heels and bouncing, gorgeous hair. No! 

There's diarrhea on your fancy stroller, crusty breast milk in your hair, and your feet are too swollen for your Jimmy Choos. 

Plus, you don't care because you're too fucking tired to do anything about it.

Don't trick yourself into believing it will be different for you. 

I did.

I was wrong. 

It's a horror show. 

Stop smelling peoples ugly, fat babies, watching those stupid commercials, reading the intoxicating magazines, and get real.

Don't engage in the seduction. 

Fight back against nature!

You wouldn't lay down and die in a tornado, would you? 

No! You evacuate. 

I saw. 

I saw what it took to raise magical humans in the current world and keep them that way.

Pure magic doesn't quite exist the same way now that your endless nights of pot smoking, gourmet meals laced with enchanted mushrooms, vintage wine drinking, fancy restaurants, diva dancing and mingling with intellectuals have come to an end.


It's principals from the murky black lagoon and parent-teacher meetings with women who don't even like you at all who will be talking about you behind your back. 

It's endless years of snotty tissues and vomit is in your favorite Hermes purse that took you 8 years to buy. 

We can't fathom that while we're filled with a calling to create that dates back lifetimes, filled with love, hopes and dreams yet to be smashed to bits by motherhood and adult-onset ADD, which arrives just when you think it's almost over.

Plus, it will be different for you, right?


It was a very small window of opportunity that made me a mother and it nearly did not happen at all, because I almost saw too much, before the children had the chance to get here through me. (All of them would have made it here with, or without me. They are powerful with a destiny about them!) 

They won.

I don't feel I was really made to be a mother. I mean let's keep it real, I love taking care of myself, privacy, adventure and having alone time way too much to be needed as much as you are as a mom. Don't you?

Freedom was my most cherished possession. 

The thing about motherhood is even when they're not there, they are and so that bond takes over if you let it. 

I saw. 

I saw what the world was capable of committing and who I'd have to become to protect them from it, and eventually who they would need to become to live as part of it. 

I saw. 

I saw overpopulation. The earth needs fewer children and more warriors right now. Better would have been getting a big scary guard dog, working out A LOT while learning self-defense and a few yogi superpowers to flip this crazy world right side up again.

What a fucking train wreck. How did we get here? Stupid, stupid, stupid. 

I saw. 

I saw that it was a selfish choice. The children without homes, the adults who've never known love and the amount of mothering this world needs on a grand scale weren't clear yet and had I known I would have been able to be more of service and chosen differently. 

I saw. 

I saw that it's either you have children, and that becomes your service, your mission, or you make a monumental shift in our beautifully handicapped world by fostering and mothering it, delivering a new creation to it, but not both. 

That's what we think before having kids. 'I can so totally do it all.' 

No, we can not. 

That is a lie. 

You will not like the end of that story. 

It will come heavily medicated. 

Do not let them tell you that lie. 

Do not tell yourself that lie. 

But, you will and you'll think I'm crazy, or that it will be different for you. 

Until it's not. 

So, yes, had I known then what I know now, I would do it all over again and thoroughly different. 

Would you? 

Advocate for speaking my fucking truth, raising warrior women, making the impossible possible and not glorifying it.

M xx

The Crane: Featuring Billabong Women's Crane's Song Kimono

Cranes mate for life. This book writing thing has become more and more Avatar each day.  Did you know Cranes are prehistoric animals despite their standing for grace, protection, beauty, royalty and longevity? The particular bird in my Instagram post that may have led you here, I found on a small island this past week. However, it's greyish, which usually indicates it lives in a more forested area. Maybe it daubed itself to disguise where it nests, making it appear more grey, which these delicate and protective beauties are known for doing.

There are 15 species of Cranes in the world and all are at least threatened if not endangered. "Crane medicine” has been known for centuries to make one more revered by others than they imagine, and bring about long, successful lives. Other characteristics it brings one to choose their battles carefully, select quiet wisdom and privacy over aggression. Pamela Hutson also says, “An encounter with a Crane is a powerful experience. You are being asked to look inward, show fairness to all persons, and protect your wisdom while sharing it in appropriate ways. In short, you are being shown the way to balance and good fortune.” 

On arrival to our summer space, adjacent to a handful of tiny islands, the twins and I have been surrounded by Cranes; Both in the home filled with paintings of Cranes and Herons, on the lands around the home and on the beaches. That's what led to me seeking out the "Crane's Song" Kimono of Billabong Women's and now the story behind the Crane, which truly feels like a fit in my life right now. I follow a breadcrumb trail to create these books and really couldn't stop even if I wanted to. 

The first of the Wings and Things miniseries has been posted to the private web page for all of those part of the goddess project and the second has begun to take shape. Thank you for reading.

Lots of love, Mazey