On this tiny remote island with the moon illuminating the starry night sky with its venerable champagne beams, David and I are inspired to explore another nectar for the soul to offer all of you.
Angel’s Trumpet, also known as Floripondio (a member of the Brugmansia or Datura genus), with its powerful presence and otherworldly, pure white blossoms, has a strong connection to the spirit world.… Read more
Casablanca disappeared behind us in a haze of diesel fumes, street dust and factory smoke. It took a long time to get out of the crowded city, but eventually we were passing through oak groves harvested for their cork bark and small stands offering fresh melons and forest-harvested truffles.… Read more
by David Crow
“Today we will see distillation in the home,” Hamid announced. We had just emerged from the medina and were ready for our afternoon excursion. I had no idea what he was referring to, but it sounded intriguing.… Read more
by David Crow
In the village of Azrou, situated in the Middle Atlas Mountains, we had the good fortune of meeting the women of the Al Amal Cooperative. Al amal in Arabic means hope; it is here that nine women have dedicated themselves to the preservation of traditional botanical medicine for the last seven years.… Read more
Until now, our travels through the agricultural regions, the argan forests of the coastal areas, the Atlas Mountains and the cities of Fez and Marrakech had been delightful, intriguing, educational and productive, but not otherworldly; the Sahara would change that.… Read more
by David Crow
A cold fog was blowing through the forest. Hamid pulled the car over and let us out along with Mohammed, our guide for the morning. We were outside of Ifrane, where we had spent the night. He drove off down the winding mountain road, with plans to meet later in the day at an unknown destination.… Read more
by David Crow
Dear friends:
In the last week we have traveled from here:
To here:
Needless to say, it has been an amazing journey. We are now focusing our attention on the next phase of our travels, which is making flower essences in Iceland’s very late spring.
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Sometimes one finds the most incredible treasures in the most unexpected places. In this case, the treasure was off a highway running along the southern coast of Corsica, down a steep and rutted dirt road where cars could not pass without fear of being stranded at the bottom of the ravine, across a small creek, a moderate walk through the forest and then a stroll across an open plateau overlooking fields of helichrysum and beautiful valleys.… Read more
I was first introduced to flower essences over seventeen years ago. I still marvel at what happened during my first year of using them. With the help of the flowers, I was able to overcome some significant deep-seated and painful challenges I was experiencing at the time; it was then that I really took notice of how powerful flower essences can be.… Read more