You’re dreaming at…
FARASHA FARMHOUSE
Morocco
A mountain-framed desert riad where barefoot luxury meets Berber mysticism and olive trees whisper old stories
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WILDLY PLACED: Tucked into the folds of the Atlas foothills, just 30 minutes from Marrakech, where time softens and the land exhales.
EDITORIAL VIBE: Mystic riad chic meets regenerative explorer’s basecamp.
CORE PILLARS: Slow farming, ancestral craft, architectural intimacy, elemental stillness.
MUSE MOOD: She harvests herbs barefoot at sunrise, scribbles dreams in an old leather journal, and wears clay-dried curls like a crown.
BEST TIME TO GO: March – June, September – November (wild blooms, crisp evenings, soul-deep light).
THE LOOK: Terracotta textures, linen robes, carved arches, sun-dappled courtyards, and a farm that looks like it grew from poetry.
WHO’S IT FOR: Creatives in retreat, conscious couples, nomads of the soil and stars.
INDULGENCE SPECTRUM: From USD 290 per night with farm-to-fork feasts, hammam rituals, and mountain air.
arasha isn’t just a farmhouse - it’s a field note. A dream stitched from soil and softened by story. It hums with the quiet magic of intentional living, where every corner tells a tale, every threshold feels sacred, and every morning carries a ritual worth returning to.
Built by a husband-wife duo with roots in regenerative agriculture, natural building, and Moroccan craftsmanship, this hideaway flows like a secret gently passed between generations. Olive groves stretch to the mountains like silvered rivers. Bees move in and out of hand-carved hives. The walls glow with hand-trowelled plaster, coloured by clay, lime, and light filtered through fig leaves. Time here doesn’t pass - it gathers.
You’ll wake to dappled shadows from fig trees and the scent of mint, cedarwood, and earth, drifting in through antique windows. Begin your day with seasonal tea sipped on woven cushions, or walk the barefoot path down to the terraced farm to help collect rosemary, wild greens, and edible flowers for the lunch table.
Wander the gardens, speak to the trees, or join a breathwork ritual in the open-air yoga shala. Days might include argan pressing with village elders, shaping tajine lids in clay workshops, learning fire-cooking beneath the almond trees, or hand-dyeing linen with henna, turmeric, and saffron under a pergola of grapevine.
Children laugh in the distance, water trickles from hand-built fountains, and birds spiral across the terracotta sky. In the evening, the farmhouse transforms. Shadows stretch across hand-laid zellige tiles. The scent of slow-roasted eggplant and cumin lingers in the air. Guests gather around the fire pit to share stories, sway to gnawa rhythms, and sip anise tea under a moon that feels impossibly close. Some write poetry. Some play oud. Some simply listen and breathe.
There’s no pretense here. Only intention. A place that feels like it’s been waiting for you all along - and will remember your breath, your hands, your laughter, and your longing - long after you’ve gone. You don’t just leave Farasha. You leave echoes.
FARASHA FARM’S BEATING HEART
Farasha is built from reverence: for the land, the craft, the community. Its architecture breathes with local stone and lime, its rhythms follow the lunar calendar, and its soul belongs to the soil.
The SLOJOURN spark
FIRST. The healing garden - Wander through beds of rosemary, sage, pomegranate, and aloe; each planted with intention, each used in treatments and tonics.
SECOND. The ceremonial fire - A Berber-style gathering held on new moons and full, with storytelling, drumming, and ancestral teas.
THIRD. Living library - a curation of field journals, earth texts, and Moroccan folktales. Guests are invited to annotate, add, and return.
Where you dwell
LOVED UP COUPLES or LONE RANGERS
Cactus Suite
Suites are earthen sanctuaries. Tadelakt walls in desert rose, carved wooden doors, stone tubs, and windows that frame silence. Linen drapes move with the mountain breeze. Hammocks wait in almond groves. This is barefoot elegance wrapped in North African warmth.
DON’T SLEEP ON THESE ROOMS (BUT DO SLEEP IN THEM)
GROUPS OF FRIENDS
Leel Suite
LA FAMILIA
Casita
The art of living
This is a place where nothing is rushed. Mornings start with slow-brewed coffee and Berber bread fresh from the clay oven. Midday hammams cleanse sun-warmed skin. Afternoons are for creating: dyeing, shaping, planting, learning. As night falls, music echoes off the mudbrick walls and shadows stretch across mosaics.
You’ll leave fuller. Softer. Recalibrated.
The forever lens
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WATER: Sourced via deep borehole, filtered through sand and charcoal, used with mindfulness. Water is stored in traditional clay urns to maintain cool temperature and purity.
WASTE: Greywater irrigates the gardens, composting is done on-site, and all plastics are strictly avoided. The kitchen follows a zero-waste policy, with scraps used in soil restoration or animal feed.
ARCHITECTURE: Traditional Moroccan design blended with passive solar techniques. Rammed earth walls, lime plaster, and cedar wood harvested locally or reclaimed from surrounding villages.
ENERGY: Powered primarily by solar with backup systems. Lighting is low-voltage. Evenings are lit with candles, lanterns, and the occasional fire from the wood oven.
The together lens
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Farasha Farmhouse is a family-led sanctuary that honours craft, community, and culture through every detail. Founders Bibi and Mohsin have built Farasha with the support of friends and neighbours, employing local artisans and knowledge-keepers to ensure each layer of the property is soul-aligned.
From natural building workshops with youth in the village to sourdough baking sessions shared with nearby mamas, everything at Farasha bridges past and future. They provide paid apprenticeships in regenerative farming, support seasonal employment with skill-sharing, and prioritise circular economies.
Farasha doesn’t just partner with its community - it weaves itself into it. Every olive picked, every room cleaned, every tile laid is a collective act of placekeeping. Guests are not observers - they become participants in the living story of the land.
The take it with you
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• Handwoven sabra cushion dyed with pomegranate bark
• A bottle of rosemary-infused olive oil pressed by your own hands
• A memory of mint tea under a fig tree while the call to prayer echoed through the hills
WE SLOJOURNED HERE
“Farasha felt like a past life I’d forgotten to return to. Every corner held a ritual, every hour a lesson in how to live again. It felt like stepping into a slower pulse of time - one where your body remembers how to rest, your hands remember how to make, and your breath finally finds rhythm. It was a rewilding that I am convinced was from my Akashic Records.”
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In that vein, we support a multitude of ways to book your travel.
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