Stop! Look! What's Beneath the Surface That's Good For You?
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There’s something about a quiet kitchen at night. A pot steaming gently on the stove. The smell of garlic rising. Ginger sliced thin. A ritual you can’t quite explain, but somehow it feels… right. Maybe you’ve started doing this too—going back to roots, literally. Teas made from lapacho bark. Onions soaking in honey. Cat’s claw steeped slow. It’s not about trends. It’s something deeper. Ancient. Like your body is remembering something your mind forgot. You begin to ask: Why do these things matter? Why now? No one ever tells you that the journey to health can feel spiritual. That caring for your body stirs up something in your soul. That brewing a tea can make you want to cry for no reason at all. But maybe there is a reason. Because as you stir, you start feeling a question rise— what am I really trying to heal? You start to see the small choices—drinking ginger instead of soda, choosing rest over rushing—as more than self-care. You wonder if they’re whispers. Invitations. Maybe...