For the first time in my life, I’ve been writing down goals completely at my own accord. Craziness right? It’s not like those times in elementary school where I wrote down something to do with a life-time supply of chocolate…
Come to think of it, until now, I’ve always hated writing down goals for the future. I’ve always had it imprinted in my (at times) inconveniently realistic brain that these goals would never become a reality.
How absolutely pessimistic is that?!
Yet, it’s not pessimism, it’s fear. Fear of not being able to check goals off my list, fear of dreams not becoming a reality, fear of hard-work, determination and optimism not translating to any success, fear of not seeing immediate results which in turn somehow means failure.
Crazy talk right? Thought so.
So here I am, with a notepad to my right, which contains a list of goals. Some being career goals, some being life goals, and everything inbetween.
I’m not a, ‘Life life in the now’, kinda girl. I’m a, ‘Live life in a really detail oriented, planned, realistic way where we have pre-scheduled spontaneous activities’, kinda girl. So you would think I’d be all about that goal life. Nope.
So anyways, yesterday, I spent about 5 minutes (okay lets be real here it was a few hours) wishing and thinking I had a lovely man to spend Valentines Day with. Then I slapped myself and was like, “Hold up, you’re only doing this to yourself because it’s Valentines Day and you happen to be walking down by the docks where you are the only single person in sight”.
At one point during my time at the docks, I stood out on the edge, looking out at the sea and the beautiful city I live in. The wind was trying it’s hardest to steal my toque, and as I held it in place I remembered how lucky I was; to live somewhere so beautiful, to be able to live for the most part worry free and to be surrounded with amazing, supportive friends and family 24/7.
I live alone, and spend a lot of time in my own company, but I’m never truly alone, and it’s one of the most comforting thoughts.
Then when I was back to my senses, I came home and made this delicious dessert after eating a heaping helping of spinach and mushroom pasta.
I swear, this post has a point and isn’t all over the place.
Planning goals = self-realization = wanting to eat this dessert everyday because it’s so darn delicious.
See? It all makes sense now…well that is what I’m trying to tell myself.
Single Lady Chocolate Coconut Mousse Cup with Coconut Date Crust (vegan)
- ½ cup dates
- ½ cup shredded unsweetened coconut
- 1 TB water
- 1 can full-fat coconut milk, well chilled (Been in the fridge for at least 2 hours)
- ¼ cup dark chocolate chips
Using a food processor, pulse dates, coconut and water together until well processed, but still slightly chunky/mealy.
Press mixture into a bowl or small ramekin, forming a crust.
Open your can of chilled coconut milk and discard the water, reserving the thick coconut milk. Using an electric mixer or a whisk and some elbow grease, beat coconut milk until light and fluffy (about 2 minutes using electric mixer).
Note: This will make more coconut whipped cream then needed, but it will keep for up to 2 weeks in the refrigerator.
Melt chocolate chips in a bain-marie (a heat-proof bowl placed over a pan of simmering water) to ensure the chocolate does not burn.
In a small bowl, fold together melted chocolate and 1/3 cup of your coconut whipped cream. Pour inside crust and place in the fridge to chill until set. (At least 1 hour).
Top with a dollop of coconut whipped cream and a sprinkling of shredded coconut.