When the Body Speaks, the Soul Listens | PeonyMagazine

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    It was a Tuesday morning when I caught myself holding my breath without realizing it. Sitting in traffic, my hands clenched tight around the steering wheel, my jaw rigid. Nothing terrible was happening, the light was just taking longer than I wanted, but my body was acting like I was in danger. 

    And in that pause, when I finally exhaled, I noticed how often I lived like this: rushing, tense, unaware of the ways my body kept score of my mind’s noise.

    That moment stayed with me. It whispered, Maybe the body is not just flesh and bones. It’s also the canvas where the spirit leaves its marks. 

    The Wholeness We Forget

    Science tells us the nervous system responds to stress in ways we can’t control: shallow breaths, racing pulse, tense muscles. As Dr. Bessel van der Kolk, author of The Body Keeps the Scorewrites, “the body keeps the score: it remembers what the mind forgets.” Stress is not just in our thoughts, it imprints itself in our very tissues, a physical echo of what we carry inside. 

    I notice it at night, too, when I lie awake staring at the ceiling, my thoughts running wild while my chest feels like it’s holding a stone. Or when I scroll my phone too long, trying to soothe myself, only to realize my shoulders are hunched and my eyes ache. Even in the smallest daily habits, grabbing food I don’t really taste, forcing myself through work without a pause, my body whispers what my spirit is too tired to say out loud: slow down, come back, breathe.  

    The ancient practices of breathwork, meditation, and gentle movement are more than ritual; they are bridges. Science may call it regulation, spirit may call it presence, but both point to the same wholeness we keep forgetting is already inside us. 

    The Everyday Invitations

    I’ve found that healing often hides in the simplest acts. A ten-minute walk where I notice the rhythm of my steps instead of my to-do list. A deep inhale before I open my email. Choosing to stretch instead of scroll.

    Science frames it as a habit or a nervous system reset. Spirit frames it as mindfulness or prayer. But I’ve stopped needing to choose between them. 

    Because sometimes, in those tiny pauses, the ordinary becomes sacred. The walk turns into quiet prayer with the earth. The inhale feels like receiving something unseen, and the exhale like releasing what was never mine to carry. Even the stillness of unclenching my fists can feel like a blessing, an invisible reminder that life itself is holding me. 

    Maybe this is what spiritual wellness really means: not chasing a life free from tension, but learning to recognize the invitation hidden in those tense moments. Each ache in the neck, each racing thought, each clenched fist becomes an opening. A reminder that my body and soul are never separate, only waiting to return to each other. 

    Where Science Meets Spirit

    For a long time, I thought science and spirituality were opposites. One explained, the other believed. But the first time I noticed them speaking about the same thing, it startled me. 

    I remember the first time I connected the dots: sitting in a yoga class years ago, my heart racing from work stress. The teacher spoke about grounding, inviting us to breathe deeply, while later that night I read an article describing how slowly breathing activates the parasympathetic nervous system. Different language, same truth.

    The realization cracked something open for me: maybe they’re not rivals at all, but two ways of touching the same mystery. Science gives us terms like neuroplasticity and cortisol levels. Spirituality gives us words like peace, surrender, and trust. Together, they give us both the map and the meaning.

    These days, when I feel the tension creep in, tight chest, hunched shoulders, restless thoughts, I know what to do. I close my eyes. I inhale as if I’m filling a hollow space. I exhale as if I’m setting down a weight. Sometimes I stretch until I feel light again. Sometimes I just put a hand over my heart and wait. 

    Science says I’m calming my nervous system. Spirit says I’m remembering who I am. Both are true.

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