In Search of Silly

I love the word “ceremony” and am drawn to learning ways in which I can bring more ceremony into my life.  Recently I talked with a man who traveled to Guatemala in 2003 and ended up staying. It was there that he started communicating with the spirit of cacao (yes, you read that right), who then guided him to create cacao for the western world, a world which, by and large, had forgotten about this sacred plant medicine.  Cacao is known as a “super food” with all kinds of nutritional benefits. But it’s also known to open up the heart, provide clarity, and the ability to think more creatively.  “Sign me up!” I thought.  Fast forward to last month and tried my first cacao ceremony centered around abundance.

In truth, I made it up as I went along.  In my mind, the most important thing was to infuse an energy of joy, faith, and a child-like wonder. I set up a small table and filled it with candles, crystals, angel figurines, my Kwan Yin figurine, a carved bear I had bought in Muir Woods, and some crisp five and ten-dollar bills to honor the energy of money.  I closed the curtains, lit the candles, put on some Native American drumming and flute music, and even took out a drum I had bought a couple of years ago from a small metaphysical shop.

I’ve never had any formal drum lessons, but there is something so deeply satisfying about beating a drum. The sound vibrates through your whole body.

This brought up a memory of Kindergarten when we would have “music time.”  All of my classmates would rush to a large box of instruments.  There was a xylophone, maracas, tambourines, a recorder, and various other small instruments. But the most coveted instrument was the drum.  We’d all bang away on our instruments, a cacophony of sounds with almost no rhythm.  Back in present time, I laughed to myself as I tried to beat the drum to the music playing in the background.

I called in my Angels, Guides, Mother Mary, and any other spirits “here for my Highest good and the Highest good of all.”  I saluted the four directions.  I called in the spirits of Earth, Air, Fire & Water. I felt silly, but kept going.  I talked with my unseen audience, explaining what I was doing and what I was hoping to accomplish, sipping on my cacao (much like hot chocolate) as I went. I danced, I drummed, I chatted, and sipped some more.

Before I knew it, I was bursting with happiness.  I kept experiencing goosebumps which is my sign that my Angels and Guides are with me.  I felt fully supported. I’ve done many cacao ceremonies since that first one and each time, although I feel silly, it’s not an embarrassed silly.  It’s the kind of silly you experience with your best friend, where you can’t hold in giggles.

I thought I had been searching for ceremony. Turns out I was searching for silly.

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Carol Campos
Carol Campos
Like many, I struggled for years wondering what I was supposed to be doing with my life. I had been working in the corporate world for over 20 years, most recently in a leadership role with a Fortune 5 company. Although I was consistently recognized and promoted throughout my career, I somehow knew that I was meant to do something different. I felt stuck in a life that didn’t fit, yet I had created it. What was my purpose? I had no idea. Finally, I left my corporate job and made the leap into the unknown. After doing months of self-discovery work (actually, play!), reconnecting to my higher wisdom, and re-remembering who I was at my core, I realized I didn’t have to fix myself. I also realized that I didn’t have to worry about “finding my purpose.” What I found was that I’m multi-passionate and didn’t want to be boxed into one thing. I didn’t HAVE to be boxed into one thing. I started a podcast and a blog where I explored the human experience—including my own beautiful, messy, but perfect road. This blog later became my column on BizCatalyst 360°. I became a mentor and a wayshower for others. I became a consultant to help improve company culture and improve client relationships. These are things I couldn’t have imagined a few years ago. But as often is the case, the Universe had an even bigger plan for me than I had for myself. My Soul knew what I would be doing long before I did, and I’m grateful that I followed the Divine map that was laid out before me! I love traveling, exploring new cultures, being in nature, and helping people on their own paths. I hold a B.A. in Communications from Hofstra University. I live in Massachusetts with my rambunctious and hilarious cats, Petey, and Emmett.

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  1. Dear Carol,

    Wonderfully enlightening. Emancipation of The Divine Breadcrumb. You bring to life true nature and freedom. Kids don’t have to be taught to play a drum. AS a left-handed kind, being moved to use the right hand, I wish I had a set of drums! I was being taught to play Brahms Lullaby on a grand piano. A drum allow you to be in tune with another level of consciousness. The drums take a life of their own, driven by a heart beat of enlivened creativity. A drum replicates an an ever increasing heart beat as excitement and freedom joining the light of Angels, Guides and Mother Mary. Mary is, I know has a divine influence upon you. Something I feel rather special. Thought you were searching for ceremony when in fact it turned out being silly. Great!

    Wonderful words, Carol. You do shine a bright light upon anyone reading this remarkable and uplifting essay.


    • Thank you for sharing a story from your own childhood, Simon. So special! I’m glad you enjoyed the essay. It’s always fun to go down memory lane. 🙂