My unlearning leads to a deep knowing. I now know in my innermost being that this planet is our oldest ancestor and I raise a toast to all the elders, the wisdom keepers, who came before, the ones present today and the one
The first sip zings the taste buds in my mouth. This tea is freshly made from the tiny leaves of the alpine bush that grows outside my shack on the Central Plateau in Tasmania and is a citrus and pine combination that is both sweet and delicious. Alpine Bachnea only grows above 1000 metres and I love the idea that I am drinking the land. I bathe, cook and clean with the same spring water that…
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