If there was One Wish

If there was one wish I could make for the world, it would be this:
That people remember who they are underneath their stormy thinking.

Not the identity on their business card.
Not the roles they play.
Not the labels placed on them or the labels they put on themselves.

But the quieter truth.
The good one.
The one that lives before the noise.

I wish people could see that every act of anger, every moment of fear, every outburst, every harsh word spoken in pain comes from the same innocent misunderstanding — believing the temporary weather in our own minds is the truth of who we are.

If the world knew that feelings rise from thought, and thought moves on like clouds, we would stop taking our worst moments so seriously.
We would stop seeing others as broken.
We would stop assuming that our experience defines our character.
We would become a little gentler with ourselves and a lot more generous with each other.

Because when minds quiet, even for a breath, something universal shows up.
Goodwill.
Warmth.
Understanding.
Love.
A natural pull toward kindness.

That is the wish.

A world where people wake up — even briefly — to the fact that they are already whole.
Where the snowglobe settles often enough for wisdom to speak up.
Where we remember that every human being is doing the best they can with the thinking they have in the moment.
Where we see each other with soft eyes.

It sounds simple, yet it is the root of peace, compassion, and genuine change.

So if I had just one wish, Rick to the world:

May we all remember our innate health and return to the kindness that has always been there waiting beneath the noise.

With much love,


A Closing Wish for the Season

As I sit with my one wish for the world, that people remember who they are beneath the noise of their thinking, I am reminded that this remembering shows up in many forms. Sometimes it comes softly. Sometimes it comes as a whisper. Sometimes it rises like a lion.

Each of the videos below points to the same timeless truth in a different way.

Kid President reminds me that kindness is already inside me.
Chaplin reminds me that humanity shines when fear drops away.
And “This Is Me” reminds me that there is a self beneath my insecurities that has been waiting to be seen, heard, and welcomed home all along.

If you choose to include “Roar,” it adds another beautiful note to this little chorus of remembering. It speaks to that powerful moment when clarity returns and we find our voice again. That is not a lesson in confidence. That is the feeling of innate strength bubbling back to the surface once the thought storms pass.

Together, these videos form a simple map back to ourselves.

A gentle call to wake up to who we are before the labels.
A nudge to look past the temporary weather in our minds.
A reminder that we are capable of kindness, courage, connection, and love even on the days when we feel far from it.

So as the season unfolds and the world spins a little faster, may your inner snowglobe settle often.
May you notice the quieter truths beneath your thinking.
May you see your own goodness and the goodness in others.
And may the wish we hold for the world start, quietly, inside you.

One moment of remembering.
One breath of clarity.
One deeper feeling of being home.

That is all it takes.

And from there, everything changes.

A joyful reminder that every person has goodness inside.
When the mind quiets, our natural kindness shines through, and the world feels a little more possible.
A timeless call to remember our shared humanity.
When fear falls away, and clarity rises, compassion becomes the most natural thing in the world.
A powerful reminder that beneath every doubt, fear, and storm of thought, there is a whole, unbroken self waiting to be seen.
This song speaks to the soul-level truth that we are more than our stories, our labels, or our moods.
When the noise settles, this is who we meet.
This is us.
A celebration of the moment we reconnect with our natural power.
When insecure thinking falls away, our voice returns, our confidence rises, and life becomes something we engage with instead of fear.
This is what it feels like to remember our strength.

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