The body speaks. It always has. Before words, before thought, before understanding, it was speaking to you—through sensation, through tension, through the quiet whispers of discomfort and the loud echoes of pain. It holds your memories, your emotions, your unspoken truths. It knows the things your mind tries to forget, the fears you bury, the stress you ignore. It carries everything you refuse to face, storing it in muscles, in posture, in the rhythm of your breath. But do you listen?

Most of us don’t. We live disconnected from the very thing that carries us through this world. We treat the body as something to control, something to fix when it fails, something to shape into what we believe it should be rather than what it is. We silence its warnings with caffeine when we are exhausted, with painkillers when it aches, with distractions when discomfort creeps in. We push it past its limits, punish it when it does not meet impossible standards, ignore its needs in pursuit of something that never quite feels like enough. And yet, it keeps speaking.

The tightness in your chest—is it just stress, or is it unspoken grief? The tension in your jaw—are you clenching against life, holding back words, swallowing emotions that have nowhere else to go? The ache in your shoulders—are you carrying more than you were ever meant to? The exhaustion that lingers no matter how much you sleep—could it be more than physical, could it be the weight of something unseen? The body remembers everything the mind tries to forget. Trauma does not stay in the past; it settles in the body, waiting to be acknowledged, waiting to be released. Anxiety is not just a racing mind; it is a nervous system stuck in overdrive, muscles locked in survival mode. Depression is not just sadness; it is a body depleted, frozen, shut down from too much, for too long. Emotions do not disappear because we ignore them. They sink into the body, becoming tension, illness, fatigue, a quiet whisper that grows louder until we have no choice but to listen.

But listening is not what we were taught. We were taught to suppress, to push through, to disconnect. We were told that rest is laziness, that pain is weakness, that emotions are something to control. We learned to live from the mind, ignoring the body, until we no longer hear its voice at all. But the body never stops speaking. The question is—will you listen before it has to scream?

To listen is to slow down. To feel, truly feel, what is happening inside of you. To notice the places that ache, the parts that feel heavy, the signals that beg for your attention. To ask, not what is wrong with me?, but what is my body trying to tell me? And when you do, when you finally listen, something changes. You move differently. You breathe more deeply. You stop fighting the body and start working with it. You realise that hunger is not the enemy, that rest is not indulgence, that movement is not punishment, that pleasure is not shameful. You learn that the body does not need to be controlled—it needs to be trusted.

Because your body is not separate from you. It is you. It holds your story, your emotions, your wisdom. And if you listen closely enough, it will tell you everything you need to know. So, place your hand on your heart. Breathe. Listen. What is your body trying to say? ✨