Blessings. May you feel the Elven spirit within you, the magical infinite space of divinity and from which all that appears to be, takes form.
Of late I have been in a unique position to examine a part of the mind called “betrayal” a very deep trap where soon you are falling,
captured like the deer in a pit. "Mind" begins to respond exactly as it is
“supposed to” – and you are justified in being angry, disappointed, to feel
suffering, to cry out.
Nature, viewing Nature, in all aspects both breathtaking beauty and indeed her even violent magnificence in these times, opens a door for us to escape the mind and dwell in the silence of the heart.
There we can find the quiet truth where no one is to blame, where you are embraced without judgment, touching in a moment the infinite, the formless, the wonder and rapture.
The Elven spirit is within you; the magical infinite space of divinity and from which all that appears to be, takes form.
Blessings to all within our sight, may they each bless those near then extending out and out again like ripples in a pool, across our divine planet and into the stars.
- Excerpted from ElvenWorld.net