the medicine of hope

Steeped in the depths of Indigenous wisdom, I find brilliant gems that illuminate and guide my path. It’s no mistake that I found the best cacao in the world to brighten my life with hope. Plant medicines have been near and dear to my heart feeding my soul with wisdom, compassion and deeper understanding of myself which allows me to be in greater service to the world. With every cup of cacao I have the privilege of drinking, I taste the sacred reverence of the women who worked the metate to crush the roasted cacao beans into paste. The cacao itself takes me back to the times when my own ancestors grew their own corn, praying for rain to come to water their crops. The symbiotic and interdependent relationship we once had with the Earth lives in my bones—but for many of us are so far from the ancient medicine ways—the sacred seems to slip away—yet the Indigenous people carry their stories and share their seeds of wisdom with the world so we can understand and remember again how to live in harmony and balance with the Earth and all its inhabitants. We can remember the sacred in life, of life.

The cacao itself requires the ecosystem of the forest to thrive. It’s not grown in an agricultural plant with rows and lines of seeds planted evenly—it’s the wild jungle that feeds and sustains all of life, from the worms in the soil, to the birds, monkeys and to us, humans. Cacao is a way of sustaining and honoring life and the divine feminine in its raw natural form.

Unfortunately, what we see as cacao, or cocoa or chocolate in most stores in the United States, are not actually cared for as cacao is cared for by the Indigenous peoples who still hold their ancient ways. Instead, the cacao or cocoa we get, has been processed, exploited and enslaved. The chocolate industry has taken its role in the destruction and exploitation of Indigenous peoples. In spite of so much pain, I am continuously honored and grateful for the humility and gentleness I meet with when learning from Indigenous elders. Still living today through the impact of genocide, exploitation, colonization and destruction, they continue to courageously tell their story, share their wisdom, and bring us the medicine of hope.

At a time when we need it so badly. We have an opportunity to inspire ourselves and heal our physical bodies with the beautiful sacred ceremonial grade cacao that is offered from the Mayan Wisdom Project. Go to their website to support their work and learn more about Mayan Wisdom. If you want to support this work, you can also purchase cacao from Luna y Sol Sanctuary. If you want to share cacao with us, join us online at 11am on June 6th to share sister talk, drink cacao, and wake up hope in our hearts!

Tiahui

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mental health awareness

We are generators of love.

When we get lost in our pain, we need a little extra help.

In communities of care, we can rest our hearts.

Tuning into the sacred elements of nature, we can recharge our heart to the frequency of love.

The suffering that humanity is currently experiencing is palpable. Every day the news and social media bombards us with terrible things that have happened this morning, last night, and plans for terrible unknown infinite possibilities into the future. It’s no wonder we have a mental health epidemic.

We don’t have to look too far to see the impact of suffering in our lives, in the lives of our loved ones, our youth, our elders and in our communities. It’s everywhere. Particularly for communities of color. The historical context is absolutely essential. The statistics keep feeding us the story of vulnerable populations that need help. Yet oppressive systems of destruction and forcing us to live a life of servitude is no doubt a downer and high stress situation that debilitates our overall functioning—mentally, physically and spiritually. No doubt that this can change our brain chemistry. Especially if we are eating toxic and genetically modified foods sprayed with pesticides, drinking contaminated water, and breathing polluted air. Especially if we are not living within a community of care.

I write and re-write this story, because I want to tell new stories. Stories of healing, of life, of resilience and power.

Yet the data is undeniably clear! Still I ask?

How is it that 970 million people worldwide are living with a mental health disorder? I ask how many were not captured in this whopping number? I wonder about all the people who are not receiving or won’t have access to any type of treatment. Do they even believe in the treatment available? Do they want it? Is it trustworthy? So many more questions than answers. Why do children experience depression and anxiety at such young ages?

Why is the 4th leading cause of death for youth 15-29 years old suicide? I ponder how my degrees and education could make a difference in all this?

What motivates us to stay alive and feel connected to life? Do we have the capacity to hold a safe space for others? For ourselves? can we admit when we are sad? Angry? Hopeless? What do we do? How do we inspire ourselves to keep moving forward in the midst of mental anguish and deep suffering? Can we find joy? Gratitude? Love? Forgiveness? A path to compassionate action? A sense of community, belonging and participating in loving exchange? Sharing our gifts and talents with the world and knowing we are valued for who we are.

I can hear the whispers of the elders speaking about the sacredness of the breath of life. But without this teaching and this knowing, how can we honor life? What does it even mean? and even so, anyone can get lost in the dark crevices of the mind.

The losses in the world are grand. The capacity we have to become and be generators of love is also grand.

We are generators of love. But when we get lost in our pain, we need a little extra help. In communities of care we can rest our hearts. In tuning into the sacred elements of nature, we can recharge our hearts to the frequency of love once again.