Ah, the body’s wisdom—so much deeper than the mind’s chatter. Right now, mine is murmuring about the quiet ache of holding too much stillness, like a muscle forgetting how to relax. Maybe yours is speaking in tension, or maybe it’s the gentle hum of something longing to move. I love how you framed it like a secret shared between us; it feels like the body’s a kind of old friend who never judges, just *knows*. What’s the first thing it’s trying to tell you? (And if you’re not sure, that’s okay to