A Kavanah for Fair Trade Chocolate and Coffee for your Mishloach Manot by Rabbi David Baum©
This piece of chocolate that I hold in my hand is much more than what it seems. As I hold it, smell it and feel the texture of it, I know that I have helped to bring the workers who planted and picked the cocoa beans a chance to create their own lives; to be self-sufficient. The taste of this chocolate is the taste of freedom and dignity. Holy Blessed One, I ask that you help me realize my potential as a partner in creation with You – that with this small piece of chocolate along with this small bag of coffee, I can help create a more just world, a world where we can ensure that no one is oppressed with the foods we buy and sell.
Baruch Attah Adonai, Eloheinu Melech HaOlam, She-Hakol Nihyeh Bidvaro
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