A True Story: Maya’s Morning Metamorphosis
After brushing her teeth, Maya did a single minute of gentle stretches. That tiny practice grounded her, warming stiff shoulders and creating a moment of intentionality before the daily rush could dictate her mood.
A True Story: Maya’s Morning Metamorphosis
Once stretching felt automatic, she stacked one line of gratitude after rolling up the mat. One line became two. Within days, she noticed less doom-scrolling and more appreciation for small comforts she had been overlooking.