food of the gods
~ feel good ~
episode 9
"Let the beauty we love be what we do. there are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground”– Rumi
Your ancient medicine, from the heart of the Amazon, opening to true life, oh what a phenomenon. but so many live it through the lens of separation, divided by the mind, its constant narration. Forced into scarcity, a life now lacking, hungry for more that juicy lip smacking. But more is rarely enough, despite greedly grabbing, pushing out the way and all that back stabbing. Contentment is found within, self-satisfaction, rooted in true being, for pure Earth interaction. Like La Tierra of the Amazon, rich earthly matter, layer upon layer, those falling leaves scatter. Growing together, nourishing one another, prosperity of all on this lap of sacred mother.
Reciprocity, the purest of exchange, leading with the heart, its life stories pre-arrange. Gently moving, so lovingly guided, everything you need always for you provided. Abundant in nature, that deep love that is flowing, warming your being, your sweet smile soon glowing. But its channel can become blocked, like a heart forced to close, those pains in the moment from the theatre you chose. There comes a time when we might need a loving reminder, as we cry out to life for a medicine finder. These prayers are all heard, they might need patience and trust to manifest, those whispers from spirit to people and plants here expressed.
Genetic lines, connection to original source, lost through the ages to a less conscious force. Like Cacao herself, cross-bred to be more productive, bear me more fruit, bigger harvests so seductive. Her long lines, now forced to face full Sun, deforestation now what have you done. Synthetic switch, grow her in the lab, bioreactors and petri dish they jab. Oh to be alive in a time where the sacred’s sold out, sign of the times in this spiritual drought.
So let’s bring it back to source, authentic heirloom wild grown, ancient mother trees and her seeds that can be sown. Rooted in rainforest, where jungle’s fully alive, nurturing another future that really must thrive. Food of the gods, that helps remind us who we are, heart-full creators who’ve come here from afar. Divine blood pumping through veins, truest of connection, no obstacle remains. At one with Nature and her sacred codeform, reawakening human, for it’s time to be reborn. For there would always come a time, where so much would be forgotten, what should be fermented would instead become rotten. gut microbiome, populating healthy bacteria, yes, cacao helps fulfil this basic human criteria. reducing inflammation, strengthening gut barrier, preventing leakage, for your bloodstream’s a carrier.
Deep in the Amazon, indigenous microorganisms, now brought into your being to lovingly greet those egotisms. For this is the true power of food, bestowed on the human race, intended to be lovingly traded, oh the joyful looks upon their face. as they taste the true sweetness, of Earth’s celestial body, remembering deep love, for all and every body.
We all know inside that things have gone astray, people point in many directions, but few truly say. The food system has become compromised, gut microbiome disrupted, refined sugars feed bad bacteria, inner balance interrupted. mental health breakdown, immune system collapse, collectively things have been better, but right now we’re in relapse. We’re called to come together, to reunite as one human tribe, vibrating on same wavelength, better ways we must subscribe.
But if truth really be told, this goes deeper than simply food, for we are digesting every experience, the observer of this life viewed. human life seems to be becoming more heated, as we wage war with self and other, battling it out, unable to understand one another. our intolerance for all we consume, seems to getting more prevalent, inability to separate out, what is benevolent or malevolent. our gut has become overwhelmed, confused, no intuition, I’ve lived many lives before? then what now is my spiritual mission.
Many have been running the wheel, caught in life’s rat race, stop all that you’re doing and move into your heart space. Who are you called to be, what have you become, have you been following the red road, or what are you running from. It all catches up with you in the end, these endless lives on repeat, so embrace the warmth of life, turn and kiss it with your feet. Do you feel the love that is now rising, your soles surely tingling, no cold underworld current, but a truer life signalling. For behind this is the flow of divination and ability to decipher duality, moving between two streams, like beauty and brutality.
So to the spirit of Cacao, please bring my people your prebiotic, calm the inflammation inside, for things have become a little chaotic. Protect the gut barrier, returning faithful gut instinct, for greater informed choice, else my people might become extinct. And from here let’s move to the heart, for the goodness of all that is being, for if life is a state of mind, let them feel liberation so freeing. For we came here to play with life, but so many have forgotten the rules, caged in the lower levels, to be played like ignorant fools. So within this medicine is a wake-up, oh did you fall asleep once again, this my friend is Earth school and with it your element domain.
These are my own insights, but a great beauty of life is that of perspective, so how might others respond to the spirit of Cacao, unbeknownst to this being the spirit they are receiving. How might they perceive it through their six senses. And like those Amazonian microbes, full with life teeming, awaken the indigenous in my people, for a deeper life meaning.
Reciprocity, the purest of exchange, leading with the heart, its life stories pre-arrange. Gently moving, so lovingly guided, everything you need always for you provided. Abundant in nature, that deep love that is flowing, warming your being, your sweet smile soon glowing. But its channel can become blocked, like a heart forced to close, those pains in the moment from the theatre you chose. There comes a time when we might need a loving reminder, as we cry out to life for a medicine finder. These prayers are all heard, they might need patience and trust to manifest, those whispers from spirit to people and plants here expressed.
Genetic lines, connection to original source, lost through the ages to a less conscious force. Like Cacao herself, cross-bred to be more productive, bear me more fruit, bigger harvests so seductive. Her long lines, now forced to face full Sun, deforestation now what have you done. Synthetic switch, grow her in the lab, bioreactors and petri dish they jab. Oh to be alive in a time where the sacred’s sold out, sign of the times in this spiritual drought.
So let’s bring it back to source, authentic heirloom wild grown, ancient mother trees and her seeds that can be sown. Rooted in rainforest, where jungle’s fully alive, nurturing another future that really must thrive. Food of the gods, that helps remind us who we are, heart-full creators who’ve come here from afar. Divine blood pumping through veins, truest of connection, no obstacle remains. At one with Nature and her sacred codeform, reawakening human, for it’s time to be reborn. For there would always come a time, where so much would be forgotten, what should be fermented would instead become rotten. gut microbiome, populating healthy bacteria, yes, cacao helps fulfil this basic human criteria. reducing inflammation, strengthening gut barrier, preventing leakage, for your bloodstream’s a carrier.
Deep in the Amazon, indigenous microorganisms, now brought into your being to lovingly greet those egotisms. For this is the true power of food, bestowed on the human race, intended to be lovingly traded, oh the joyful looks upon their face. as they taste the true sweetness, of Earth’s celestial body, remembering deep love, for all and every body.
We all know inside that things have gone astray, people point in many directions, but few truly say. The food system has become compromised, gut microbiome disrupted, refined sugars feed bad bacteria, inner balance interrupted. mental health breakdown, immune system collapse, collectively things have been better, but right now we’re in relapse. We’re called to come together, to reunite as one human tribe, vibrating on same wavelength, better ways we must subscribe.
But if truth really be told, this goes deeper than simply food, for we are digesting every experience, the observer of this life viewed. human life seems to be becoming more heated, as we wage war with self and other, battling it out, unable to understand one another. our intolerance for all we consume, seems to getting more prevalent, inability to separate out, what is benevolent or malevolent. our gut has become overwhelmed, confused, no intuition, I’ve lived many lives before? then what now is my spiritual mission.
Many have been running the wheel, caught in life’s rat race, stop all that you’re doing and move into your heart space. Who are you called to be, what have you become, have you been following the red road, or what are you running from. It all catches up with you in the end, these endless lives on repeat, so embrace the warmth of life, turn and kiss it with your feet. Do you feel the love that is now rising, your soles surely tingling, no cold underworld current, but a truer life signalling. For behind this is the flow of divination and ability to decipher duality, moving between two streams, like beauty and brutality.
So to the spirit of Cacao, please bring my people your prebiotic, calm the inflammation inside, for things have become a little chaotic. Protect the gut barrier, returning faithful gut instinct, for greater informed choice, else my people might become extinct. And from here let’s move to the heart, for the goodness of all that is being, for if life is a state of mind, let them feel liberation so freeing. For we came here to play with life, but so many have forgotten the rules, caged in the lower levels, to be played like ignorant fools. So within this medicine is a wake-up, oh did you fall asleep once again, this my friend is Earth school and with it your element domain.
These are my own insights, but a great beauty of life is that of perspective, so how might others respond to the spirit of Cacao, unbeknownst to this being the spirit they are receiving. How might they perceive it through their six senses. And like those Amazonian microbes, full with life teeming, awaken the indigenous in my people, for a deeper life meaning.
* some participant names might have been changed for pen names.
* no participants were informed that it was the spirit of Cacao we were working with until after they had all shared their experience of the Session.
* no participants were informed that it was the spirit of Cacao we were working with until after they had all shared their experience of the Session.