November 10, 2015

Its taken me years to understand the meaning of this word, “raw”.  Tonight in conversation with a friend and colleague, we sat on a porch by your choice, make it a coffee or a tea, hut.  We spoke about many things: work, family, relationships, and evolution.  What it means to strip the layers we’ve placed upon ourselves for times as children and teens needing to ‘fit in’.  These comments came in and out, binding my mind, clouding it but for all good reason.  Replacing the question of what is the meaning of the word “raw”?

I wrote something the other day, I’ll share it here, perhaps you’ll like it:

2015 The Boundless Carries Me  by Ashley Chase on 10.21.2015

After reading, what do you think it means, the word raw?

Dying Butterlfy Coney Island

Photo by Daryn Henry on Coney Island Boardwalk

Creative Direction, Designer/Stylist, and Model Ashley Chase



Everything is Illuminated

November 9, 2015

Every drop of rain hits my skin and I count its softness

It slowly drifts down the middle of my back

Its water sends cool electric up and out

Just like the soft breeze that seems to comb my hair into the shape it wants for the day

Or the way my lips feel the pressure between them as they rest one on another, top to bottom and bottom to top.

Neither being effected by that of gravity

Just…sitting…being…positioned as they are in the stillness of where they began.

All the noise in this room and together a rhythm appears

It is this music that my my heart endures its beating for one more, one more.

An endless day and night of gratitude for all the little senses and their touches to O.




September 24, 2015

Mala, I named a dog I rescued two weeks ago after she was stranded on the streets.  I’ve done much to find her original owners and am now looking to find her a new home.

What a joy she has been to come into my life in the middle of such a transition period where I am moving homes and bringing together my business and design experiences with that of wellness and caring for others.  Wellness and caring for others has always been a given for me…something that has grown within my heart.

Mala has brought a companion to my miniature poodle Mozart and a buddy to take hiking with on a balance trip into nature this past week.

In honor of her testing positive for heart worms, we began a fundraiser to help raise the funding for her treatments.  Hopefully she can begin them soon and continue to live a healthy and happy life.

*Mala is a female Min Pin/ German Sheppard mix who is approximately 2 years of age, has been spayed and vaccinated.   She is love.

IMG_8469[1] IMG_8532[1]Mala’s fundraiser can be found here if you care to share and or donate:

Rescue Pup Mala and Save Her Heart


Thank you for reading and saving!

Ashley and Mala


Drop the Heavy

September 23, 2015

“Drop everything that weighs you down” ~ Anonymous


Where does my life feel heavy?

Where does my life feel not right?

Where do I feel low?

Let Go.

Let go.

Where do I feel heavy?

Where do I feel low?

Where do I feel not right?

Let go.

Let Go.


Do these words exist within your life, at this moment?

Can you easily separate yourself from those things that are making you feel heavy and low?

Can you just as easily let them go?


The let go…births the lightness of our beings…and allows true transformation to happen…the simpler we become…the more we let go of the heavy…the truer we are…the straighter our path…because it allows us to know where we are…with no pre judgement or expectation…a knowing on how to move forward…the ideas come to light as we lighten our load.

Light Your Way.

A Simple Human.

I can have a kind life, one where I wake up with the emotion of bliss every day, because I have given the heavy away where it has a chance to find its true light and not be attached to me – an equal of heavy to it.

Each of us are made of light.  Lighten my heart and appear the true path.




September 22, 2015

Dear Readers,

This is my second ‘awakening’ to my consciousness levels being awakened again. At age 23 I was awakened to the truth of what made me happy and dropped everything in New York City to fulfill the vision my heart and third eye were showing me, speaking to me, and pushing me to have the courage to jump ship.

A call from my mother who was devastatingly dealing with her own health problems gave me the extra push to come back to GA and take care of her and be aligned with my heart.   The year was 2008 and the world was my ‘oyster’ in a sense.

I realized shortly after coming to Atlanta my vision came with no plan and after quitting a good job in Manhattan, letting go of my apartment, and bringing few belongings back to GA, I was starting all over again.    It was May, the news reported the economy beginning to crash and I was in for a roller coaster ride for years.  My spirit winded the road of earth trying to center and balance while my spirit was pushing me to stay on its spiritual road.

I found myself in states of utter bliss, with moments of extreme insecurities centering around who I was and what I was doing.  My ‘support’ communities did not understand me. I felt very alone.  Out of the alone-ness freed my mind, my world and I kept on working odd end jobs and some jobs that made the people close to me feel better about what ‘I did’ for work; however my spirit was still pushing me – almost saying without words – “This is not for you, MOVE FORWARD”.


Before moving to Georgia that first year, I spent countless Sundays sitting on a rock ‘meditating’ – at the time I did not know that I was meditating.    This rock became a safe zone for me inside Central Park.  I woke up and made some breakfast and lunch and walked or ran to this rock every weekend for 7 months. Each day I wrote random topics but mostly lists of what truly made me happy and if I were to leave NYC where would I go.  What would I do.

As I sat there I connected to an old self of me, a little girl, who used to draw, paint, dance, sing, dress up, and create stories.  Everywhere she went there was no stranger and she was open and giving to each.  “She” being I started writing down all these memories from the silver dollar pancakes her moms best friend/sitter would make for me and my sister with this ‘special’ syrup, to the characters and outfits I would create with them…the story worlds I would create, the magical landscapes and mysterious inventions, and exotic foods they would eat.

So in 2008 I decided on this rock, I was going to start over…follow my heart, go home help my mom, and begin connecting with my artistic self.

Next to really bring the art back, I had to purify my body.  But purify – meant no chemicals – completely put my body back into a childlike state.  No sugar, no dairy, no meat, no chemicals, no alcohol, no drugs, only pure organic foods and challenging the ‘negative thoughts or actions’ I had found myself leaning towards when getting emotional.  Emotional eating, sabotaging myself in variety of ways, taking care of others needs before my own, etc.   I began to become more and more self-aware of these triggers and instead of do the things to weigh my body down more.   I began doing more to lighten my spirit and put effort into activities that would move my body.  These included yoga, pilates, dancing Flamenco, and walking to and from work daily (1.5 hours each way).


When I moved to GA I started teaching myself pattern making to create these costumes and dresses in my head.  I was offered an apprenticeship to work with a local gold smith and began Saturday mornings learning how to do small adjustments in wax and sizing rings.

My goal was to learn how to design these worlds and the characters in them while I wrote about them, sketching ideas here and there and working sometimes 4 or 5 jobs at a time to keep all of my finances in check.  Some months were harder than others.  I kept a journal for the four years I was in Georgia (2008-2012) and wrote down the jobs and the money that was in my account…let’s just say I learned the hard way to trust my heart.


When you do not follow your heart and do the ‘other’ work not aligned with your spirits mission – the struggle becomes more because you are not in alignment with your truth, your authentic, unique self.

When you are beginning to awake and you are searching for what truly makes your heart lift and makes you YOU YOU YOU smile (I write YOU many times – because its your life, you live for you, you have to make yourself happy – not do what makes others happy – because you will never be happy and you will continue getting off your path and not make others happy -ever).

Your spiritual path is the true straight path for you to walk and be centered and grounded in.  It is the way in which you can move and share your love for your life with others and spread the abundance outward.  Every being on this earth is here to live fully in their true nature – the truth sets each of us free and creates joy in our life.   If you are not living your truth – you are not happy with your life, thus struggle, anger, frustration, jealousy etc come in.

Walking the spiritual path at first may be difficult when realizing that the world and relationships you have built might not be completely aligned with your truth. You may have to start all over again or not.  You may have to let go of your current job, home, relationship(s), material possessions, and beliefs.  It can be scary but I promise you if you stay focused on your heart center, your spirits path will continue to appear and the light of your vision will become more and more apparent as you walk forward.  Do not believe.  Know that your heart, your gut, your feelings, your intuition, your knowing, and your spirit are telling you your truth.  Walk forward with courageous steps and with any confusion take a deep long breath….in….and….out…and ask yourself, “Is this aligning me with my highest self?”  Be quiet and listen.  Go Forward With Your Truth.






Living on the Edge

September 16, 2015

Today I may, today I might, right now I may, right now I might…

I have been pondering this thought for many years – a part that keeps re-circling in my mind as well as externally in my life.

Living on the edge, a paradigm of being. A risk taking, adventurous life, a one with uncertainty and true flight. Letting go of all that is not ture for this next shift upwards.

A new life, a new day, a new moment to cast us away.

Bodhidharma was a radical, a rebel, a revolutionary who spoke, as others do, about societies ways of control.

We are born into society, and its job or aim is to control will. When we are born we are born with freedom and individuality in our hearts. We are free and have our unique will intact.

As I get older I notice the upswings and many down swings I have had in my life. I have felt like an utter disappointment to my family, a let down to friends, and employers. However, I was not living in my truth, though at those times I fought. I fought hard to keep my life together, to keep momentum growing, to keep learning and challenging myself to not only understand this path I was told to undertake, but also to understand – and not blame – that the path I took – I took from a fearful place.

I took a path for of least possible ‘what ifs’ in life, though still adventurous and still challenging and creative and worldly, I still act out and perform and change and grow and learn and ….well to many and(s) to mention them all possibly.

What I am saying here is that my world for 15 years has been dictated by that of what my past work experiences, education and what others have pinned me as.

Lately, I have confused many of you who are friends, family, colleagues and lovers of light all over this world.

Honestly, you have been confused because I have been confused. I have been working experimenting on myself for years and probably will continue to…always to push me, my ‘boundaries’, my team, my support, people I touch and who touch me, and all the people in between who never knew me and I never knew them.

I may be confused on what ‘one’ thing I need to focus on, or “BE” to the outside world, but in my world I see myself as one being who is to be in this world all that she can be….in totale and in full form. In grace and in pure light. In truth and in commitment. In integrity to all of who I am and not splitting myself into a particular person – so that you can like me.

Like me or not, be around me or not, support me or not…I support all I feel is true. I support those in need. I support you and your dream. The outrageous and the courageous to be all of who you are in every moment, in every way, every day of our lives.

We got this one life, right?

Why not be complete?

Why not fulfill ourselves to the brim with all the ______ that bring our inner light out from our hearts?

Why not be the change in the world, as individuals, as one, as unique, as authentic, as spacially different from one another but realistically all mirrors in reflection of everything we love and hate – in ourselves – acknowledging the true abundance that we are – that we all are – as light in our hearts – sometimes covered too much with the wrapping of clouds over our minds, our hearts, and all other body parts.

Why not just say ok…I am all of me today and in this moment….this _____ makes me happy or not.

I am not a provider of happy quotes and be happy all the time and you must be a certain way…its a struggle for all of us to continue this journey and keep ourselves in alignment with our highest happiest selves…but it is my mission in my own life to be happy and healthy and to keep my life abundant in joy…

I began this journey at 19, there have been so many trials and loves, and now in another huge moment of transition – I write. I write because there is no box in which my creativity can be stifled or in budget or controlled.

I write today to start a pathway through all the sensations I feel, the world I perceive, and the truth I am finding.

Take a step with me into center of who ‘we’ are.

Walk IN Shadow & Follow Your Light



E-Commerce the Future

August 5, 2015

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E-Commerce, the way to purchase goods online.

Styling, an approach to putting a garment or object in front of a camera for a ‘stylistic’ approach.  To help the consumer see what the garment will look like when worn.  This is my work as a stylist.

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E-Commerce some people seem to love it or not. As consumers become more hand fixated with the cellphone, iPad, and other technology outlets, e-commerce is building ground on selling to consumers who want to look good, feel good, and do not necessarily want to go into the store anymore to try it on.

Flowing garments like these are easily worn and light to ship, giving headway to technological advancements made simple.



The Dao

April 20, 2015

Dao Lotus

April 19th, 2015 I was invited to go to a ceremony this evening via a mentor I met in 2014, after moving back to Atlanta, from New York City.   As a child wanders some days, I as an adult do the same, and after months of constant activities for my work and classes to keep improving and growing myself, pushing myself and overcoming fear I found myself at the end of last week puzzled.  Where is my life going?  Who am I?  What is my purpose anymore?  I am doing waaayyyy too much and I do not understand what I need to let go of, or which direction I need to focus on.  Only thing I see in my minds’ eye is a clear vision that constantly pops up when I can relax myself enough to see it.

I have been asking, meditating, praying, and speaking out loud to the universe asking repeatedly for more clarity.

I am asked to go to a ceremony…a Dao ceremony…I have heard of Dao and Tao (same).  I know some from my own practice of meditation and yoga, but what was I invited to?

Naturally I asked a good friend of mine to join me, and he like myself, intrigued, decided to come.

I drove an hour outside of Atlanta to a foreign town, to a beautiful place set amidst the bright green foliage Spring has to offer.   I was handed slippers and a white wet cloth to wipe my hands and take off my shoes, to come into the house ‘clean’.

As I sat down in a chair among an assembly of white long tables, I was ‘puzzled’ as to what I had come to? What was going to happen?

My mouth makes its ‘hmmm?’ facial expression as I start introducing myself to these other women and men at the table…asking them if we were here to observe the Dao ceremony?  One Chinese man turned to me and said, “Oh no, I believe we are here to receive the Dao.  We are in the ceremony.”


My eyes were enlarged, I was taken back, and a breath released from me that was somewhat a relief and an unexpected nervousness.  What I knew about receiving the Dao was that it was a very special ceremony and part of someone’s life when their spirit had reached a certain affinity, or spiritual development.

Had I?  Thoughts of…Am I worthy, what have I done to deserve this, has my soul evolved that much, I have a good heart but still have bad days, I am still confused.

We were asked to come downstairs, my heart is pulsating, there are women and men “nun like” dressed in navy with white collars all around us.  Ten minutes into the ceremony, I now understand why I was invited.

I knew why my soul had said yes to the invite and why the severe intrigue to something I barely knew about, but knew I was meant to go, to be.


Dao, is not a religion, it is a state of being, a clarity of focus and an inner connection to our true face, our highest selves at each and every moment we choose to “love or to fear”, to stay true or to live false.

The ‘Way’.

I left the ceremony brighter and with more clarity, and the need to treat myself better.  As I normally take on too much, and never get to the projects I really want to do, my soul suffers and loses its center. Typically leaving me puzzled.  I had been meditating and asking for a restart.  A blank canvas so I may start to create my life from here again.  And this is exactly what I am to do… Much love to you for reading.




February 7, 2014

Tonight I was invited by the Creative Director of Meskita, the temperature is right at a freezing point, the snow is heavy, and my feet are bundled into my snow boots.

I hail a cab along the stretch of dark asphalt outside my Upper East Side apartment. I jump in and direct him to the Lincoln Center, to Fashion Week.  We take the corners that New York City offers us  and the one, two, three traffic lights.   We coast the bend of a right turn into Central Park, along the lake and the pond.  The Park, a magical place where the whitest snow carries a hint of indigo and the largest area of untouched snow in the city at night.

In twenty minutes we are approaching the sidewalk entrance to the exquisite Lincoln Center.  The lights pour into the heavens here as the darkness of the park falls behind us.

About to walk into the Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week in snow boots and a dress…hmm.

The entrance is dark with a red electric sign, Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week, A/W 2015 it reads as the LEDs cycle.

I supply the greeter with my ticket and am guided into a tent with analogous reds and purples in accent lighting, art, and decor.

A guard directing tells me and a photographer that the Meskita show was already over and we had missed our chance.

I bit my lip.  When I say I am going to come to something, typically unless I become sick, I am there.  My mind starts scrolling, I just missed possibly the only opportunity to re-meet the Creative Director and meet the Designer Alessandra Meskita in person finally. Three meetings, interviews really, and this was my last opportunity to meet Alessandra and create a work opportunity.

Another guard comes out of the curtain, drawn as a hallway and around the barricade, to the other guard “Meskita is about to start”.

The energy  shifts through my eyes, heart, lungs, my throat opens, voice settles, I tap the photographer, “Come On!”

I get to my section, find a small gift and a guide and sit.   Around the room, some of the most influential people in Fashion, Advertising, Film, and artists of a plethora of genres standing and sitting around the runway.  The lights start to flicker and lower to a soft darkness.

And the show begins:


Read and see images in Beautiful Savage’s online magazine.

From the show by Ashley Chase: Alessandra Meskita AW2015








August 2, 2013

by Michael Tosner “Primogenesis”

2004 NOVEL > Primogenesis, paper back, written by Michael.

The story of a woman built for survival as an alone warrior; change occurs when she is met with a figure of the future during her relaxation in the flowing waters.

To buy your copy, please visit here: Amazon.com

Michael Tosner, author to Primogenesis brings the reader into a new world. The  story is written with such imaginative detail and scientific discovery, the reading moves quickly under the eyes of young adult and adult readers alike.  Unique, futuristic and historic – a mere slight resemblance to “Farenheit 51″ by Ray Bradbury and “1984” by George Orwell.

2013 FILM > Primogenesis by Present Day Productions.

Short film script: written, directed, and filmed by Michael Tosner.

Cast: Lead Actress – Natasha King, Gille Men – Gage Cass & Michael Konovelchick, and Tribal Man – Chi Chi.

Crew: Laura Weyl – Assistant Director, Punit Chhabra – Camera 2, Allen Ferguson – Slow Motion Camera,  Jesse Parks – MAU & Hair, Ashley Chase – Costume Design, and Mark Hopper – Blacksmith.