Kakao Mischa über Nahrung, Energie und Kakao

Spiritual food and physical food: Our body is energy, our body moves energy. Our mind is energy, our mind directs energy.

Many focus on the perfect diet, the best ratio of carbohydrates, fats and protein or an extraordinarily wide biceps.

And I, too, was captivated by all these things and tried to break all resistance by means of the strictest rules and deprivations in order to finally become what I thought society wanted me to be. So that I would be accepted and then accept myself. Quite a roundabout way of thinking, and made even more roundabout. Thanks to the skin problems I've been carrying around since I was 13 and which have made many situations a misery for me with stinging itchiness, I was allowed to discover for myself, after suffering for almost a decade, that my diet might have something to do with it. An extremely far-fetched thought, because none of the many doctors had ever talked about food. So a food journey began for me. I began to ask myself what was good for me, what my body reacted to and when my complaints got worse. I noticed my sugar addiction, my unhealthy appetite and also my meat consumption. Meat is important because of the protein and so on... But more and more I started listening to my body and connecting the dots. A weird rash on my hands... could it have something to do with the shashlik at my parents' place last night? External dandruff and itchy scalp - maybe it wasn't just the last beer that was bad, eh? So, through constant trial and error, coupled with an unwillingness to accept that I had ailments, my path finally led me to a plant-based diet. This path was paved with interesting literature such as The Yoga of Eating by Charles Eisenstein, which showed me that there is another approach. A path that stands on its own and does not denigrate any other path. Namely, the path of feeling, experience and intuition. A realisation in the Amazon rainforest crowned my insight: my body knows more than my thoughts. And it communicates with me all the time, I just have to listen.

It was in this very rainforest that the Kakao found me. I met it without prejudice and let it take effect on me. Flowing through me, from the outside, my body inwards to my spirit. And suddenly it clicked.

The dots all connected so quickly that I barely managed to grab a pen and my tattered diary. Lines and images flowed out of me. I did my best to transcribe them with my biros. Kakao has become an anchor for me to understand that food is not just what we put in our mouths. That food is not only there so that we can satisfy our needs with it.

What we put in our mouths is our path, as is the work we do every day, the people we meet and the information we feed ourselves. All of this has an effect on us. And this realisation makes me choose more and more consciously what I want to nourish myself with. And what is allowed to nourish me. And yes, Kakao helps. But the basis is the fundamental will to grow and to change things about myself when I come into conflict with my environment. Because that's what they are for, these so-called problems.

I wish that in the prevailing times even more people start to feel themselves and thus also have the possibility to feel their fellow human beings. And feel less desire to change "things". And I pray that Kakao supports, strengthens and nourishes all those who come into contact with it. Both as a mega hip superfood, and as the spirit of a sacred, light-filled plant.

Thank you for your attention. <3

Written by Mischa Levit
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