The adventure of Elven World has been one that I am on with many of you–a ride over the rapids and out onto a cool lake that reflects the sky. We gently wash ashore and follow a tiny path into a deep forest that leads to a meadow with grasses waving in the wind. And here we are, having arrived into a new dimension a dimension similar to our own, but not exactly the same.
Like me, you probably weren’t sure when you began, what you were searching for, but each step forward seemed necessary, a passion. The people along the path took on more meaning that passing strangers they became teachers, whether they, or you either, agreed.
Elven World connects us to our ancestors, certainly through the pleasure of story telling. It is spiritual lore that has been spoken by our great great grandparents but has long been hidden from us with gods and goddesses and a way of life that has long been written out of importance. All of this is brought back to us now.