Anna Breytenbach
Anna is a professional animal communicator who has received advanced training through the Assisi International Animal Institute in California, USA and has been practising for 12 years in South Africa, Europe and the USA with domestic and wild animals. Her conservation experience includes working with cheetahs, lions, wolves, baboons and elephants in educational and rehabilitation programmes. Anna’s goal is to raise awareness and advance the relationships among humans and other species, on both the personal and spiritual levels.
Watch Anna in action and be deeply moved:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZB3DHtxzrrg
Aaron Hojman - Aaron of Casa Zinc and La Barra's Trading Post, Aaron of the capricious, unerring eye and lightening smile, said to me "You need an old olive tree, Lisa."
I bought five of them. Laid on a flatbed with winch and trucked down to Pueblo Garzon from the north, my olive tree methusalahs arrived on a severe clear winter's day and were gently lowered into their deep pits. And then I prayed they would take kindly to their new digs.
I have been coming down to my house in Uruguay for the last three years at intervals of six to eight weeks. I am strangely attached to my olive trees; indeed, they are ancient, but I also sense that they have a wisdom, a perfect patience, a quiet endurance which I could do well to tap in to.
"Aaron," I texted in panic 6 months after my trees had taken hold - or rather four of the five had taken hold - "I am worried about one of my olives."
"I have the person for you, Marcelo Hernandez. He lived in Provence for many years and he knows olive trees and loves olive trees," he wrote back.
Enter my olive tree whisperer.
Marcelo is a man of the land. Argentine by birth, he spent much of the last decade living in Provence and, yes, falling in love with olive trees and the rest of the plants and smells of that divine part of the world. Returned, now, to a farm in Uruguay about one hour from Garzon, he has brought those flavors back with him in the banks of rosemary and lavender that surround his house and in the hectares of olive trees that he has planted and which he sells.
He will change the shape of our land; he will change the contours of our hearts as well, for he is a quiet, graceful man with delicate fingers, a keen ear, compassionate eyes and a clear head.
And my trees? Yes, not only one of them had teething problems in their old-age move but two of them didn't take kindly to the upheaval. Not to worry, said Marcelo. "These are the mother trees. They survive." He has helped them along - whispered to them I am sure - and now they are coming in to their second summer with a fine halo of green leaves.
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