"You got this!" I found myself cheering on a guy sprinting to catch the bus. With a determined smirk, he dashed forward, headphones in, unaware of my words but acknowledging my encouragement with a quick smile. I watched, hoping my silent support would help him make it. He did.

Shoulders down! Over the past four weeks, I've been telling myself to relax my shoulders and breathe. It’s a small command, but it's made a huge difference. I have been walking around with my shoulders practically up to my ears, holding my breath without realizing it. Health practitioners and healers told me, but I always dismissed their advice—I thought I had more important things to do.