Recently I have started to lose a lot of hope and am finding solace in my dreams. In my night-time escapades I am pregnant, we have a child, we are floating along a blissful highway of completeness and can travel anywhere in the world without flight cancellations and the threat of covid. There is a lot to stay asleep for. The stars shine outside in the night sky blinking on regardless.

With all our education into what is out there; even the most learned man, woman and child glances up at the night sky and projects their hopes and dreams into the big dark nothing. We cannot dictate our dreams, we cannot sleep and live forever in the playground of the night. So our second best bet is to send our wishes into the universe hoping the stars hear our calls and grant us their magic. For what are the lights in the darkness but hope and safety.

The facts say that millions upon millions of miles away there are balls of gases that burn so spectacularly bright that we can see them, even here. The light travels through space and time to us and even long after the gases have burnt out, the light continues on. Reaching out.

If we trace the night sky and find a star to wish upon it’ll become like an old friend you return to. And forever you’ll find your star out there. No dream dies as long as there is hope. No star dies without one final light in the sky. So as long as we continue to project hopes to the stars there is no hope to be lost. It is travelling through the big nothing to reach your star and when it does I like to think that light will fill your life and your belief will burn brighter than it ever did before. It’s believing in more than facts. It’s believing that one day your star will come through. It’s knowing that the simple things in life bring the brightest lights out.

All you need to do is reach right back to it. Don’t lose hope. The stars are always there. And in turn hope is always there.

And that ‘when you wish upon a star your dreams come true.’