I walk into a sparkling meadow filled with a whole herd of unicorns. My special unicorn friend that i met at Fairy Congress last year comes to greet me. “It’s so nice to see you here!” s/he says. My auric field feels bedazzled by all the light the unicorns emit. The air is diamond bright and the grass glitters. I wonder if the unicorn graze like horses? No, I am told, ‘we just absorb light as we need it.’
I am curious about these beings, where do they come from? How are baby unicorns made?
The answer appears in my field: unicorns originate in Source, beyond any star home or angelic realms. “We are like dew drops of Source, attracted to this planet by a deep calling” I hear. “Unicorns are created fully formed” my Dear One says. “We are carriers of wisdom that is beyond words, that felt-sense knowing of peace that permeates the nine dimensions.”
The unicorn stomps its foot and shakes it head. “But we are more than that, we work closely with Dragons in clearing stagnant energy and we feel the thrill of contact with those dynamic beings. We are powerful as needed, but because of that we must wait for an invitation, otherwise we would override any individuality”