I don't know how many times I have told this story. And every time I tell it differently. From a different point of view, in a different hue or with a different mood. I feel this story as rich as the power of Kakao itself. And its impact on my life as great as the impact of Kakao on the world, I hope. Here I would like to tell our story again in a very different way and in a little more detail. From the inside out. My inner journey, process and decision to dedicate my life to Kakao (and vice versa).
It all starts in South America. The adventure and the freedom. To have 24 hours a day, which are available to me and only me, starts the ball rolling. What if every day would bring so much freedom? What if I don't have to do anything? On the plane I write down questions. One of them is: What will I find on this continent that I don't know yet and that I can bring back to my family and friends?
It should be fueled soon....
The South American freedom grabs me by the collar and leads me through the wildest jungle to the biggest waterfalls, past the highest mountains right into the adventure. Once across Brazil, where I realize how colorful and dangerous life can be. Turned off in northern Argentina, where it surprises me what a good job the Spaniards did in their colonization. With many stops in Bolivia, where I come in contact with true poverty and ancient culture for the first time. In the four months in Perú I lick blood. The first cacao experience comes unexpectedly, but today I don't believe in coincidence.
The key experience comes in Tingo María, Perú. Kakao makes me melt and inspires every fiber of my body. I have the feeling of flying. Anything is possible. So why not take a colorful truck to the most beautiful festivals and show humanity what cacao has to offer? This thought makes my heart beat infinitely faster. "Follow your greatest joy!" I hear my Kindle whisper. The first sketch of my truck with me in it emerges. Far too good to be true and yet felt so possible - possibly brought within reach by the effect of Kakao on my nervous system!
"How can such a healthy substance with such fantastic effects be so unknown in our latitudes?" - I ask myself. Today, as then, it's a mystery to me. As a studied industrial engineer, fresh from the University of the Media, the market bells are ringing for me. My Big Chance! But first still a little yearly travel, or so...
In Colombia, my sensors are already tuned to cacao. The first cacao farmers are located, contacts made and plans spun.
I get the opportunity to talk about my idea with couchsurfers and in hostels. And every time I do, I bubble over with enthusiasm. Again and again I get confirmation and optimism. I wonder if the number of porros smoked on those evenings might have something to do with it? Quien sabe... The interest awakened in me begins to grow, blossom and bear fruit. I diligently jot down ideas in my small, tattered notebook; spend copious amounts of time in equally tattered internet cafes, clicking my fingers to the bone. Pure Kakao seems to be an undiscovered diamond in the world of consumption and well-being. Only in the spiritual world is there anything Indian about it. Again and again I enjoy the effect of Kakao and create wondrous fantasy worlds in which people celebrate together and nourish each other. Supported and encouraged by the wonderful effect of Kakao. And me with my truck in the middle of it all, the bass in my ears. YES!
But before I dare the absolute jump, I would like to deal with this yoga again. Back then in Lima at the Malecon it was always so cool. That's why I'm going back to India for three and a half months. If not now, when? With yoga, I finally get a tool at hand that my lack of understanding of this existence sustainably shrinks. Finally I learn techniques to reduce the sometimes occurring unbearability of being. Or at least to be with it. Nice side effect according to Siddhantji, my yoga teacher: Clarity of Mind (like to read in Indian accent). And so it becomes crystal clear to me what my next action steps are to get started with Kakao. It feels like a pull and an impatience spreads through me.
Fill up money in Germany
Road trip with my friend Max and his VW bus Berta through Northern California
Flight for an indefinite time to Guatemala
Return to Germany with Kakao
Business start-up, cacao processing and bus expansion 6. cacao festival summer
My preliminary 6-point plan at the time. Easy, right? Definitely wonderful material for future blog posts! ;-) And at the risk of sounding "clumsy", that's exactly what happened. With an unwavering spirit, I pursued my goal and still do. The advantage to having a personal vision for the world is that there are infinite personal ways to approach it. And the smallest act in its spirit can hold the greatest fulfillment. Each act stands on its own and works for itself. And that releases me from the feeling of having to achieve something. Because right here, where I stand, I have achieved exactly what was necessary. If I don't like it here, how could I get the idea that it would be better somewhere else?
"Let's face it, life is always life-threatening!" - Erich Kästner
That's why I wear Kakao on my skin now. Not because of then, not because of tomorrow. Solely because I feel it now. And it feels good. Thank you dear Ekadashi for letting me wear your handiwork on my skin. Thank you dear Ix Kakao for this common path. I cannot imagine a more beautiful one.