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Of the Elenari

It’s taken me awhile to get started on this, and my thoughts may not be as well organized as I’d like. But my hope is that in writing about my people, I can do them some small justice.

I was very young when I first became interested in the Elenari, a collective group of elves from “space” (think other planets, realities, etc.)

About 10 years ago, I felt like the sort of question I was asked most often was why I thought I was Elenari, but now that is no longer the case. These days, the question I get most often is “who are the Elenari?”. I’ve seen us referred to in the past tense, as if we do not exist anymore, but in truth, we are very much still here. Typically, I point people who have general questions to the FAQ section of elenari.net, an excellent but aged website.

In the early days, I wasn’t sure if I was /really/ one of them, or if I just really wanted to be. Many Elenari have fairly extensive “far memories” of other lives, but in my case, memory has been much harder to come by. We haven’t ever been sure why. My friend Dan O’Dea told me, you carry the song of Allara, and that is what makes you truly Elenari. I am forever grateful for his great kindness to me.

Allara is one of our goddesses, a creator. She is the heart of a great star, and as Her children, we carry Her star song in our hearts.

There are many sorts of people who can be called Elenari – Tulari, Draestari, Listari, and many more. Of myself, not much is known, but I see myself as a woman with light hair, perhaps Tulari or Listari or perhaps one of their cousins.

Broadly speaking, Elenari tend to be deeply concerned with the concept of honor, of wanting to live in harmony with the path of rightness, sometimes compared to the Tao….a flow of beingness that is what is…best. Some communities were more formal, others less so, but broadly we tended to be closely bonded to our lands, our kin, our loved ones. We were not a cold or merely practical people, but a people of the heart.

Some people say that we had two hearts, physically, beating inside.

I get an impression of being in places filled with sun, or trees, or blue water…of love, family, beauty. Perhaps some of it was not so happy and that is why I don’t remember fully. But I would like to try and write more about that in time.

 

3 thoughts on “Of the Elenari”

  1. That is a good share. A life that isn’t completely happy is nothing to lament because a happy moment tastes a bit sweeter when you have a point of contrast. I hold respect for any community that holds honor as a cornerstone of their society.

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