I have a dream of a world where people talk to each other with respect and compassion and are there for each other when they need it. Where armed conflicts, angry outbursts and separation are things of the past. Wishful thinking, you say? No – not wishing, but hoping – and hope is different. Hope comes with legs and arms, hearts and minds.

It is difficult not to experience despair in these turbulent times. How do we keep hope alive, while being realistic and contributing what we can to solutions? Come and hear about the magic bullet- something we know, something that is within our capacity, something that we can each do in our own special ways.