This morning this post popped up on my Facebook memories, and reading it sparks just deep remembering in my own body, so I hope it will for you too…
“Wow, it’s been awhile! The jungles here of Costa Rica have been so rich to my heart and soul, so much learning and growth and beauty. These are the lands that Cacao and I started to connect on my first time, now it is my third time back to the Talamanca. Yesterday I got the amazing opportunity to visit the indigenous tribes of this area, the Bri Bri, and learn about their culture and how Cacao is used. The Bri Bri, and most indigenous peoples of central and south America, bow to cacao as the sacred, she is a Goddess of true humble beauty and power. The women, or cacao priestess', are the ones who work with the cacao, for she is the Sacred Feminine and must be dealt with the deepest respect. The cacao is picked with gratitude, touched and caressed with love, nurtured with prayer, dried in the sun beams, warmed with the fire, peeled with the delicate hands of joyous children, stone ground by Abuelas, then so respectively made into a sacred beverage. For them cacao represents the blood, when they drink cacao they remember where they came from, their ancestors, this is the prayer in thanks and in celebration of where their roots connect so deep. Cacao brings the community together in the most connective ways, it always has and always will, for it allows them to tap back into their ancestral ways, tasting again the wisdom. A lot of us have not only become disconnected with our heritage and lineages, but are also ignorant to the blessed traditional ways of others. Cacao has always been known to connect the heart, body and mind bringing unity with oneself and the tribes cultural roots. Those in the north have dishonored the ancient traditions of Cacao and chocolate in so many ways, not only in the form of disconnecting the indigenous but also with processing low quality ingredients and chemicals, using low quality GMO cacao, and abusing the magic. It is so important to not only know where all of our food and medicine is coming from, but how is it prepared, what is the line of ancient wisdom behind it, where is the blood from and returning? I cannot wait to continue to do my absolute best at providing a chocolate source locally that combines the ancient respect and worship, and also connects with our own lineage heart.”
I wrote this three years ago when I was last in Costa Rica. My love for this plant developed well before I started journeying to these lands, but it really did deepen that first year about 6 years ago. My work with this beautiful plant Cacao has been stretching now for almost seven years. In seven years I feel I have journeyed so deep with this medicine, yet am only scraping the surface. For those of you who have developed a sacred practice with her, you know- she just keeps giving. Her wisdom and healing just keeps pouring into our hearts. She never stops guiding us to new depths of our joy and love, and also our pain and wounding. Her gentle medicine floods through the body, her bitter taste extracting the bitterness within our hearts. And her sweet aromas bring back our deepest roots of love.
This piece of writing comes at such a special time for me, and maybe for you. When I am really reflecting on how much love this community holds within it. Each and every day I wake up I am grateful to have probably hundreds of people that are connected to this thread of healing and unity. I know we all know that the ancient roots of our ancestral practices have gone forgotten for many many years, but I know we are remembering. I know we are remembering the way to connect in even deeper ways than before. I know we are coming together in ways that we never knew how to. The rituals are returning, the prayers of our ancestors are singing through our bones, the medicine that we once used in being brought back to our hearts.
I know that the blood roots of my lineage are not from these lands of Meso-America, but I know that this medicine of Cacao has reminded me of who I truly am. Beyond the blood of these bones, and the bones of my ancestors, but into a remembering that is far beyond the lines that have walked this earth. This plant has connected me deeper to my soul, she has taken me to my essence and from this place I have come to remember the ways of those who have walked before me. The ceremonies, the rituals, the ways in which we all lived with the earth. The medicines, the practices, they all have differences, but really no separation at all. Each of the medicines of the earth that connect us to the ancient memory of life have come from one place. The soils of this sacred Mother. The water, the fire, the air, and the earth are all the same. The same roots of the cacao tree dig deep into the soil, as those of the rosemary and the nettles. Each plant connected in a sacred song beneath the earths surface. Humming to the rhythm of the crystalline core deep deep down.
Whatever linage we ascend from, wherever our geological roots rise from- there is no separation. We all come from the Mother, we all return to the Mother. We all sip from the medicines of her body, which are all grown in the womb of her being. Held in love, cradled in her healing. May we just remember the ways of her song and dance. When we do this, we have remembered our ancient knowing and the knowing of these ancestors.