Story. Symbol. Soul. Magic.

Each of them is a language, a way of understanding, that goes beyond the material and the literal.

Story. Symbol. Soul. Magic.

These languages are our birthright, each and every one of us. The dominant culture of our time, however, regards them as trivial and unimportant, calling them childish, and relegating them to the margins.

Yet they are essential food for our human being and becoming. When they are absent we hunger and thirst for them; without them, our inner life shrivels and starves.

Story. Symbol. Soul. Magic.

They are my mother tongue, my native lands.

My name is Elinor. Take my hand, and let me be your guide.

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