desert yoga
cross and follow the tracks of the desert
cross the milky white void
to throw oneself on the horizon overshadowed by the horizon
climb ever higher towards the south of thought
enlarge the space of travel by the space of acceptance
win the accessible wide of joy
and then, with small steps, approach the silent doors
The specificity of the trips I offer
I am keen to share with you a country and breathtaking landscapes, in which the inhabitants live and vibrate from the heart, a country that I know well having traveled through it since childhood with my parents, my father especially who was a mountain enthusiast, fluent in Berber and collected poetry from his mountains, taking us there regularly. Backpacking, nights with the locals and days surveying the reliefs of the Atlas gave me the love of these landscapes populated by simple and unique human encounters.
