If I Had Three Magic Genie Wishes

If a genie ever appeared before me, shimmering in that swirl of gold and mystery, I think I’d pause before blurting out anything. Not because I don’t have dreams—but because I’d want my wishes to matter. Not just to make life easier, but to make it fuller.

Wish #1: Clarity—always.
More than success, I’d ask for the ability to see things clearly. To discern what’s truly meant for me, even when life gets foggy. Clarity feels like magic on its own—it cuts through confusion, fear, and overthinking. It helps you choose peace without second-guessing. I’ve learned that when your heart is clear, every decision becomes sacred.

Wish #2: Healing that ripples outward.
I’d wish for the kind of healing that doesn’t just touch me, but reaches others too. The kind that softens what’s been hardened by pain. That reminds people they’re not broken—they’re becoming. Imagine a world where we could all see our scars as teachers instead of shame. That’s the kind of magic I’d want to spread.

Wish #3: A life of purpose, anchored in love.
And my final wish? That my life—however long or short, quiet or loud—be used well. That it lights the way for someone else stumbling in the dark. Not in grand gestures, but in presence. In showing up, in listening deeply, in loving without condition.

If I had three wishes, I wouldn’t wish to escape the human experience. I’d wish to live it more awake.

✨ What about you? If a genie offered you three wishes right now, what would your heart ask for?