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I am an ecosystem within an ecosystem, and I sing the harmony of Love, the thumping heartbeat, the blood rush of the Universe. How can I help you understand that we are a part of everything? What inspires the whole World living around me?

My inner healer KNOWS. She does not make herself smaller or quieter, nor does she slow down or hide. She is strong, fierce, and intense, asking questions boldly and defending the defenseless. Direct. Straight to the heart. Truly anchored and has experienced so many lifetimes in this lifetime alone. She knows there is no such thing as being "too much" because she knows she is not too much; she is MUCH MUCH. She LOVES her MUCH MUCHNESS. And she is compelling, magnetic, seductive, impassioned, and sure. She KNOWS and laughs with delight for the sheer Joy of Being alive with Love at the Center of All Choices.

To carry this truth forward, everyone must awaken to their life within the bodies where their existence unfolds. Our bodies are sacred temples. It is a strange and wondrous thing to awaken to the knowledge of our sovereignty, especially after living a life where this awareness was intentionally obscured to keep us under control, listening to others and not hearing ourselves screaming inside. We need to listen to our Inner Voice. It is the ONLY Voice that tells us what we truly feel, without other people’s voices drowning it out. Our True Voice reveals our genuine feelings and guides us to make choices that prioritize putting love for ourselves first, for we cannot truly love others until we first love, honor, and respect ourselves and once we find that love for ourselves, it becomes our strength—steady, unwavering, and always ready to hold us up through the journey. As Unicorns and Wild Things, we make our way through the big, wide World. We will live, love, and Breathe Freely, fully aware that we are genuine creations, creating lives of our own making, and this inner guidance will lead us along the path that is right for us.

This self-love gives rise to a thrilling sense of freedom when we wholeheartedly accept our uniqueness, and immense joy emerges as we release the constraints imposed by the outside World. This acceptance allows us to discover and celebrate the Unicorns and Wild Things within our inner wilderness. Nurturing that love for ourselves surrounds us in steady reassurance and gentle strength.

Love for oneself is key to living a joyful life. When we truly love ourselves, we operate from a state of wholeness that enables us to maintain healthy boundaries. The love we give to others is pure and unhindered and not provided at the expense of ourselves.

From this place of clarity, we can fully embrace our unique Unicorn or Wild Thing essence, allowing our Much MUCHNESS to shine. Here, we connect joyfully with other Unicorns and Wild Things across the globe, all choosing to express their true selves. - Singing at the top of our lungs, dancing and spinning, leaping and playing—like the wind through the grass, the gentle whisper of leaves, the dazzling shower of meteors lighting up the night sky, and the starlight cascading down.

Yet even in the midst of such joyful celebration, it may seem that there are few Unicorns and Wild Things in this World. But in Truth, there ARE as many of them as there are people on the Planet, as we all have our own Wild Things inside the Sanctuary of our Exotic Inner Wilderness. However, it’s unsurprising that there are so few Unicorns and Wild Things out in the open, as there are unique challenges for every Wild Thing and Unicorn. It can be scary to stay true to being yourself and be brave while facing the almost inevitable ridicule from others for being a Unicorn, ridiculed for the very same things that we LOVE about being a Wild Thing or Unicorn. It doesn’t make sense. Why can’t people simply be kind? Being kind feels so much better in the deep parts of us than being cruel and has infinitely more inherent gifts. Kindness is the outward expression of our inner Love Light—an illumination born from self-compassion and the courageous choice to honor others as we honor ourselves. And our inner Love Light is what we are here to shine! If we are not being kind to ourselves and others, we are not capable of experiencing the deepest love and the most profound joy possible in this existence.

Even when unaware, we embody an inner Sanctuary—just as we began by reclaiming our Oneness, we return here to the truth that within us lives a space where our Unicorn or Wild Thing is always safe, always known, and always free. Where our inner Unicorn or Wild Thing can reveal their authenticity without fear or shame, through the transformative practice of creating with intention, the joy of creating and the blessings of self-actualization within are unlocked, crafting an inner world where dreams take flight and souls find solace.

And how awesome is that??!?

I claim myself and name myself, Stardust Unicorn, and I am here to be Stillness and Light and embody Love, Sanctuary, Grace, the Spirit of Play, and Reassurance that Everything will be Okay. Everything is Okay. Everything is in Balance. I am Stardust formed from Formless, and I bring my gifts as offerings at the Altar of Beingness.

Barefeet, diaphanous skirts flow like gossamer, and starlight caught in the weave, sparkling and sparking rainbow glitter every which way, smelling of lavender and vanilla and coconut, eating plant-based foods, smelling of beach sand, waves crashing, gulls crying in the distance, journeying with my Marten. I am a Shape-Shifting Unicorn-Mermaid-Elephant-Horse-Cat. Lightness of Being makes me laugh, as does the beauty of existence and the preposterousness of it all. This is where the magic happens. This is where we fly free. This is the whole point of Love at the Center. You don’t have to try; you are already doing it all the time.

Standing and swaying, I feel the oneness with the trees as they move with the cool breeze, feeling the ebb and flow, back and forth with the breathing of Creation. Swaying with the trees, rippling with the grasses, sounding with the waves, sighing, being pulled back and forth as the tall kelp forest trees moved forward and back, my being synching with the rhythm and movement, floating, flowing, swaying, breathing, soughing, crashing, pulling, pushing, in and out, here and there, meddling, oneness stillness with the sun, lying upon the sand the grass the plains arms outstretched embracing Mother Earth, arms outstretched embracing the Universe with oneness of one body one being one Love.

My plant ally, the Steeple Bush, in my Exotic Inner Wilderness, shows me how one can be tough, living among thorns, yet still be soft, fluffy, fun, and colorful.

I came in with Grace & Unicorniness. Fearless & Unique with innate hypersensitivity. Challenges cultivated my innate super sensitivity into an unsinkable sanctuary, and when I began to play creatively, my soul said, "Just do THIS." The joy and mesmerizing draw of the pen and line was like touching heaven, and I memorized my way there, the path to renew my Soul again and again.

I am my own oracle. At this exact moment, I am experiencing a sense of peacefulness and belonging, and I am doing what is best for me. Creating is an infinite gift we can give ourselves every day if we choose.

I find my joy every day. I am the revolution.

Are you creating every day? The conditions that prevent you from experiencing joy, pleasure, and bliss can be transformed by choosing how you respond to outer reality. The outer world can be utter chaos, but our inner landscapes can be peaceful, serene, joyful, ecstatic, alive, connected, and quivering with the joy of the oneness and the ecstasy of being alive. Create your own Reality. Bless yourself with the gift of your inner exotic wilderness. Go there, be there, and live there. Carry it with you at the front of your consciousness. Breathe into it. Remember the sound of the brush on the canvas, the waves crashing, the rustling trees, the inhales and exhales of the great Oneness, and the gift that creativity gives us by allowing us to step into the Flow, even from within the heart of sorrow, that is a lifeline of infinite value woven through this experience of consciousness and wildness.

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Everything, including all the pieces that make up all the particles we are, manifested into existence 13.8 billion years ago.

We are composed of Energy and Matter, riding the wave of that Origin Point, riding that wave as it breaks endlessly, as we all hang 10 on our way out into infinity. All our cells vibrate with the ripple of the Universe, humming and expanding rings of Creation energy, following the ecstatic explosion of Fire and Desire to BE! Starting the hum that endlessly thrums through EVERYTHING that IS.

Does that mean we are all connected? Absolutely!

We are all connected and equal: together. No one is more or less than anyone else; no one is above or below anyone else. We are one family of Unicorns and Wild Things, all created from the exact same Origin-All Materials.

Because Mother Nature is everywhere… In us, within us, as us, we are as much a part of Her as She is of us! We can connect to Her wherever we are. Her diversity, wisdom, resilience, and adaptations are staggering in their breadth and beauty.

She is the Mother of us all, and it may seem apparent to Free Unicorns and Wild Things to honor our Mother and treat Her with reverence and respect due to She who brought you into Being. But, sometimes, Captive Unicorns and Wild Things have less than the best interests at heart for Creation, and our Mother Earth Herself is continually threatened.

We want to send those Captive Unicorns and Wild Things love because they need it desperately. They don’t realize that they ARE captive, trapped in a prison of their own making, giving other people power over them and allowing other people’s opinions about who they ought to be to shape them.

Only we can make the best choices for ourselves about who we are and how we want to live our lives, express ourselves, and celebrate our radiant, unique unicorniness. We deserve to fly our freak flags high with the Freedom to do so without fear of shame, judgment, or danger, as everyone alive deserves. And, because WE know how much fun it is to be a Unicorn or Wild Thing, FREE of the self-imposed imprisonment of what other people think and self-loathing.

If we choose to live in Harmony and Community, collaborating for the highest good for all, we will achieve the dream that Yoko Ono envisioned when she wrote “IMAGINE” (look it up!) And when we lift those who need to be lifted, we lift the whole world together.

How sad to live with thoughts that are so angry and blind and deaf to the Songs of Mother Love and the Eutopia we could create right here and now within this Paradise Earth instead of being torn down by the Captive Unicorns and Wild Things, feeling afraid and alone and lashing out, our cornered kindred, in fear and so angry that they are afraid they can’t hear their own authentic voices within speaking their Truths to them, instead that Voice is locked away in the inner wilderness that exists within us all.

When we discover, through our intentional acts of creativity, that we can learn to hear that Voice and turn down the volume on all the others that are doing us harm.

People fear what they don’t know; anger is born from fear, and when the illusion of control wavers, base primal instinct becomes highly alert.

We are victorious when, by Conscious Choice, we transcend fear and use our wise minds to evaluate the situation from a kind perspective. Humans must evolve to the point where the Will to be Kind surpasses the instinct to be afraid and suspicious, making “others” out of kindred beings.

Since the Dawn of time, humans have developed a built-in instinct to fear change and the unknown, as our very existence depends on staying safe and out of danger. However, in modern times, we aren’t usually in life-or-death situations that require that level of hypervigilance.

Still, people can feel afraid of someone looking, speaking, or acting differently because of that base instinct of fear, which can make us angry. This is where people become unkind and insular, furious that they are afraid, driven by base instincts of which many are unaware, causing them to react from an unconscious level.

Being aware of how the ancient programming in our brains automatically responds to “the stranger” and making a choice to rise above that instinct and BE KIND. Our fear hasn’t evolved; it is our prison until we become conscious of it and choose to free ourselves.

It keeps people warring and creating a false narrative of otherness when, in actuality, we are all part of the whole beautiful mystery of Creation.

Being a civilized person means BEING KIND.

Our sacred duty as Unicorns and Wild Things is to rescue the trapped and hidden Unicorns and Wild Things that reside within every person. To truly be Self-Actualized and Free, we must show them the Way Home to themselves. I call this Way the Way of the Unicorn because it is how I have navigated and blossomed as a Unicorn throughout the challenges that life presents and many dark odysseys of ice and loneliness.

To rescue ourselves and lead us out of hiding, to no longer be lost in our inner wilderness of fear and anger but to realize that being Kind is the only choice for a truly evolved being. The Love, Joy, and Bliss that come from being Kind are worth more than anything money could ever buy and make the world an immeasurably better place.

What if everyone who is reading this right now commits to Being Kind as a Way of Being, like a Unicorn, The Way of the Unicorn? That is so much fun and exciting to imagine!

Let’s!!

“Stardust Unicorn: Guardian of Unicorns & All Wild Things!”
Acrylic on Canvas Painting by: Ashley Stardust Unicorn

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In My Beginning

After a perfect day of 72 degrees, I sit here in my studio with an open window, the cool evening air idly swirling the wind chimes hanging above me. The fading ripple of sound simultaneously expands and diminishes. The cool hand caresses the breeze on my face, brushing my hair. The sound lingers in my ears. I hear crickets and a few evening birds, cars going by in the distance, and the sound of the nearby MAX light rail. I love it; it’s so charming, sweet, and civilized. The sound is. I feel the word “safety” coming up. I’ve had increasing moments of synchronicity with my Beloveds. It’s divine. We are in this together, this oneness, this love, this energy. It is the ONE LOVE. I realized why the sound brought safety. It’s the trolley sound in Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood, which I watched constantly as a child. Mr. Rogers radiates safety the way my Great-Grandpa Johnson did. They were both my heroes.

It’s never been any secret to others that I am a Unicorn. Even before my prismatic hair color and eclectic style, my Unicorn was evident when I opened my mouth to speak. I had an advanced vocabulary at a very early age. I was constantly read to by devoted family members who proved their love for me by repeatedly reading me my favorite books ad infinitum, and I was reading on my own well before my peers.

Not surprisingly, I was comfortable speaking with adults as a child. I was the only grandchild on either side of my family for the first six years of my life and spent much more time with adults than children my age. Children my age didn’t quite know what to make of me. I have always expressed myself through my dramatic streak, and the theater provided me a haven where other Unicorns and Wild Things flocked together.

In addition to being “a hyperactive child who talked 100% of the time and that no one could keep up with”, my mother described me as “fearless”. And she had the leading role in cultivating that fearlessness as, instead of trying to make me conform to society’s norms, she was delighted and supportive of my Unicorn nature. (Except maybe that one time I dyed my hair black in high school and stained the bathroom counter and towels…) I remember her telling off a man in a restaurant one time who asked her how she could let me “do that to my hair.” She told that Captive Wild Thing to mind his own business and that she thought I was beautiful no matter what I looked like, hair or no hair.

My fearlessness was also fortified during those times I spent with my paternal grandparents on their walnut ranch in Modesto (yes, I grew up on a nut ranch! Shocking, I know!)

When I was there, I was doted upon not only by them but also by my Grandma Merritt’s parents, my great grandparents, in this idyllic cocoon of unconditional love, devotion, adoration, and (as I perceived it) singular focus on their very first (great)grandchild.

No one ever raised their voice to me or each other. I was never in trouble or spoken crossly to or punished. I spent my days playing in the orchards, walking barefoot on dust as fine as powder, making little puff puff puffs as I walked along. Playing in the mud during irrigation time and riding around with Grandpa Merritt on his tractor.

Having an unending stream of answers to my equally unending WHYs session with my Great Grandpa Johnson having a picnic on the lawn, eating Fig Newtons, chewing Juicy Fruit gum, and finding those Brach’s caramels in his breast pocket. I cherished walking down the alley behind his house looking for the tortoise that lived in a backyard that we could see through a fence.

I spent countless hours playing by myself, sitting at the foot of a giant cedar tree, enthralled with a cigar box of little plastic animals that my maternal Great Grandma Cook had given me. I felt safe and protected, creating animal dramas among the roots, completely content.

Loving the caw of the ravens and crows, which still to this day instantly makes me feel safe and at home wherever I am…

I was a wee lass devoted to Mr. Rogers and his neighborhood friends and believing Jesus loved ALL the children of the World, which meant all the PEOPLE of the World, as evidenced at Disneyland’s “It’s A Small World,” I honestly thought that was how the world was: everyone from all nations living in harmony. It seemed like the most natural thing in the world. (I still feel that way, as manufactured power-over structures divert the natural way humans can live harmoniously in community and care for each other.)

This unique, blissful existence was the perfect storm to shape my superpowers and kryptonite. When I eventually left that Sanctuary of Love, I was so innocent, guileless, and unassuming that I was an easy and obvious target for anyone looking to distract themselves from their own self-loathing by bullying someone, and I was that someone.

And, I absolutely could not understand why children were being mean to me. I thought I was excellent company and couldn’t imagine it was possible not to like me! Did such people exist?? They certainly never had in my first five years! And it was beyond me that people could (or WOULD) lie to me. I had only been to preschool and Sunday school, so it appeared that everyone was generally on their best behavior. And, I did not like this seemingly normal behavior in my new environment one tiny bit! However, despite being WOEFULLY unprepared for the real world, who I am was forged on that unshakeable foundation of Love that has carried me through the darkest of times.

And this Unicorn is so very VERY grateful for them all!

Best. Mommy. Ever.

Great Grandpa Johnson & I, Peas in a Pod

Grandma Merritt and I, ready for Sunday school!