Going paleo and quitting sugar is old hat. I love my new dream diet regime, inspired by Hollywood’s popular Moon Juice creator Amanda Chantal Bacon… (P.S. my range of health giving natural powders and supplements will be out soon.)

I usually wake up at 6.30am, and start with some Kundalini meditation and a 23-minute breath set – along with a copper cup of silver needle and calendula tea – before my recently renamed sons, Kaleb and Kinnamon, wake up.

At 8am, it’s a warm, morning chi drink on my way to the school drop off. It’s like chai but far more fashionable, plus it contains only three letters making it far superior. I feel like a rebel drinking it in the car rather than in a proper state of mindfulness! It also contains more than 25 grams of plant protein thanks to the vanilla mushroom protein – whey is so yesterday – and stone-ground almond butter. If I’m feeling flamboyant, I’ll also throw in some ho shou wu herbal extra and pearl powder – two additives that have the benefit of making you far more beautiful but also allowing you to look down your nose at the local health food store owner who, I suspect, hasn’t even heard of them yet.

At 9.30am, I drink 367ml of unsweetened green juice, which is my alkaliser, hydrator, source of protein and calcium, and overall mood balancer. I also take three tablespoons of bee pollen. It’s like a creamy candy loaded with a B-vitamin blast. I’ll also grab a handful of activated cashews as, obviously, they are loaded with brain chemistry magic. Almonds are so 2012. I wash them down with a shot of cold-pressed turmeric root mixed with the fat-busting negative calories of grapefruit juice. I hardly miss my morning latte at all.

For lunch, I have a salad of umeboshi paste, sun-cured olives, cultured sea vegetables, and pea sprouts. It’s probiotic-rich with the cultured vegies, and deeply mineralising thanks to the sea vegetables. Whatever that means…

If I’m home around 3pm, I reach for my home-fermented coconut yoghurt with Persian cardamom, kiln-dried figs, heritage walnuts, artisan micro cilantro and embered apricots from an exclusive organic orchard. It’s perfect with a big glass of mint-chip hemp milk blended with sprouted brown rice protein and sweetened with stevia, of course.

I have an early, pre-yoga dinner at Tantris, which is my 3-year-old’s favourite vegan restaurant; something light like a seaweed salad with daikon or a broth of mushrooms and herbs washed down with plant milk. From 7 to 9pm, I go to my Kundalini yoga class with my go-to teacher, Kevin… or Harijiwan, as he prefers to be called.

Before bed, it’s a shot of heart tonic made from sprouted brown rice protein and coconut oil. I’ll also have a square of my own raw chocolate made with heirloom cacao, boab powder and more reishi and Chaga mushrooms. I can’t deny all my indulgences!

…and then I woke up. Dragged myself out of bed, opened the bills and poured some cereal into the kids before I pushed them out the door. I must have been in a state of mindfulness as I remembered that today is swimming, so I screamed at them to come back and get their togs. I ate some toast on the drive to work, washed down with my usual cup of cold tea – the tea always ends up cold. I had sushi for lunch from the food court and grabbed some chicken thighs on special for dinner on the way home. Strangely there wasn’t a grain of Shilajet resin or chaga powder to be had at the supermarket…