If I asked you what you wished for in life…..
what would you whisper to me?

I think it all started with the stars.
It was the stars and that childhood poem,
a spell that when uttered by my small self
just learning language
made everything seem
absolutely possible.

Star light, star bright,
First star I see tonight,
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have this wish I wish tonight.

On Friday in the Red Room, the tarot card of The Fool jumped from the deck.
The Fool is at the beginning of the journey and sees no obstacles.
The Fool knows no boundaries.
The Fool doesn’t even know what “no” means….

much like the 4 year old me,
and the 4 year old you,
who both threw our heads back to take in the night sky
and said
the incantation of the stars
with the poem above
and wished for whatever the fuck we wanted without apology.

Last night,
on a mountain
with the moon being brand new and hiding,
the stars came out over the dark night
and ruled the sky.

Through windows and mirrors reflecting
the stars found their place
into Curiosa Magic House,
Gala Darling and I worked magic together,
woven through words
wishing bigger
creating new vocabulary
new language
to express everything
in our wildest imaginations.

And we walked with the 4 year olds of ourselves,
the ones who weren’t afraid to ask
and as the wind picked up and moved chime songs
and as night turned to morning
our fingers touched flames
wrapped in destiny.
We shall be brave enough to take it.
To say,
“Yes.”

Whisper to me a wish in the comments…
or on Twitter –
Hashtag #WishfulWednesday
Wish in one sentence
and take all the vowels out.

Go get it, you sexy wild things.
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