WiSh…..oh wish oh wish oh wish….

So…..I’ve always been a wisher. As far back as I can remember. I think I first took wishing seriously when I saw the Disney version of “Cinderella,” because the song, “A Dream Is a Wish Your Heart Makes,” started my belief in the power of wishing. Here are the lyrics, in case you need a refresher course:


A dream is a wish your heart makes,
When you’re fast asleep.
In dreams you will lose your heartache,
Whatever you wish for you keep. Have faith in your dreams and someday
your rainbow will come smiling through.
No matter how your heart is grieving,
If you keep on believing,
the dream that you wish will come true. A dream is a wish your heart makes,
When you’re feeling small.
Alone in the night you whisper, Thinking no one can hear you at all.
You wake with the morning sunlight,
To find fortune that is smiling on you. Don’t let your heart be filled with sorrow,
For all you know tomorrow,
The dream that you wish will come true. When you can dream then you can start,
A dream is a wish you make with your heart.


And then, old Jiminy Cricket in Disney’s “Pinocchio” affirmed the power of wishing, but he taught me how to do it. On a STAR!
When you wish upon a star,
Makes no difference who you are.
Anything your heart desires
will come to you.
If your heart is in your dream,
No request is too extreme.
When you wish upon a star,
As dreamers do.
Faith is kind,
She brings to those she loves,
The sweet fulfillment of
their secret longing.
Like a bolt out of the blue,
Fate steps in and sees you through.
When you wish upon a star,
Your dreams come true.

Every single first star I saw got wished on.  I always said the little rhyme, dutifully, before making my wish: Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight.  I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight.  If it wasn’t the very first star…..the wish didn’t count.  True confession:  I still wish on every first star I see.  Every single one.



My Grandma and Grandpa had a wishing well set on a tiny little hill near the potato cellar separating their garden from their yard.  It kinda sorta looked like this one, but mostly not…..just wanted to give you a picture.


Grandma always planted flowers in the bucket.  There wasn’t a single drop of water in the well, except what dripped from the bucket into the bottom of it.  But since my Grandma also made faerie gardens that actually drew faeries, it stood to reason that a wishing well was a wishing well and if there were any faeries nearby when I made my wishes, that my wishes were bound to come true.  I dropped so many wishes in that wishing well.   I imagine that they are still there, floating among rocks and dead leaves, if the thing still exists.

Then I learned about the power of tossing my pennies along with my wishes into fountains.  I mean, if all those coins in the Trevi Fountain in Rome are any indication of the power of money and wishes, this surely was he way wishes came true.  There was a required technique: Stand with your back to the fountain, close your eyes, make a wish and then toss the coin over your shoulder.   I mastered the technique.  There are uncountable fountains in this world that contain my pennies and my wishes.  Maybe not my pennies any longer, but the wishes…..definitely.


Birthday candle wishes probably carry the most clout in the realm of wish making.  I think that it is only fair that the older we get, that our wishes are required to come true….after all, they have all that fire power behind them.


And dandelion wishes: the purest form of wishing.  All those lovely faerie-like seeds blown and scattered on the wind, carrying wishes to the farthest corners of the world.

I have wished when the clasp of my necklace made its way to the charm; when an errant eyelash sat on my cheek; when I caught an autumn leaf as it fell from the tree; when a bird flew into my house…I have wished on everything.  I have wished when I had nothing to wish on.  Wish oh wish oh wish.  I had beautiful books of wishes, written on the pages of my heart.  Strands of wishes strung on the threads of hope.  Wishes kept in wishing jars.  Wish oh wish oh wish.

Then I read a quote that said something like this: Wish your wishes, but build foundations under them.  Not only was I the wish maker, the wish gatherer….but I was my own wish grantor.  Holy cow.  What an epiphany.

I started laying foundations….building on hopes and dreams, which are cousins of wishes.  I had no idea if my wishes would ever come true, or where needed journeys would take me in the process of self-discovery, or the blood, sweat and so many tears required to learn after I had tear everything down and start again.  So much hoping and dreaming and wishing.  But I worked on those foundations…..I strengthened them with vision, spackled gaps with the confidence that came from experience, hammered nails of determination into stubborn boards and took leaps of faith from the balconies of belief.

Then one day I did it.  I sat in my tower of wishes and realized that I finally had the power to grant my own wishes.  I went from being a wisher gatherer to a wish grantor.

And here, my friends, is my first wish granted.



My words are on page 86.  SQUEAL!!!!  I am still gasping over this.  Still caught in the surrealism of this amazing wish come true.  Someone loved my words and wanted them in this amazing publication.

I did it.   And I want to do it again and again and again.  This singular, wonderful thing gave me the courage to send off a book manuscript.  And to continue working on my other books.

I am a grantor of my own wishes.  I cannot even begin to describe the utter joy of that knowledge.

You can purchase your own copy of this fabulous book-zine, Bella Grace, here: http://stampington.com/Bella-Grace-Volume-1.

I also want you to know that I do not believe for one second that I granted this wish…or any of my other wishes all by myself.  There have been true wish givers in my life….those who lent the strength of their wishes to mine.  The believers.  I thank you with all my heart….top to bottom….for that belief.  I am also grateful to editor of Bella Grace for giving my wishes wings.  Thank you, Christen Olivarez.  You made the wish of my heart come true.


14 thoughts on “WiSh…..oh wish oh wish oh wish….

    • thanks, tutti! i was so happy to see you last month! it was an unexpected gift. please keep in touch. you know, any time you want to travel north, you have a place to stay on the island. you will love it. promise.


  1. Congratulations Sis, sounds like wishes do come true! Difficult to get a copy here but I’m sure that it is great. Hope it all works out for a good income in the future. XXOO Roger


  2. Congratulations my talented and amazing friend…. I would love to be able to spend some time with you and catch up ’40 years worth of life’……You deserve all of this and more…. Bev Bell.. 🙂


  3. I read your article not once but twice..oh..memories..they can be so comforting …the good ones! Your a true writer..remember me when your famous…


    • thank you for responding, lynda. i still have some of my paper stash and many of the templates you made for us….even the markers and the stamps. i think of you ALL THE TIME! hope you are healthy and happy and busy using that amazing creativity of yours. i would love to hear what you are up to these days. happiest of holidays to you and your family. i love you still and always.


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