I talk with a lot of people about their thoughts and feelings—their worries, moods, memories, sleep, what’s meaningful to them... And somewhere in nearly every one of those conversations, I work to bring some measure of focus into the body.

When we’re young, if something is hiding from us, it’s an adventure. The search is part of the fun. But at some point, something shifts. If something is hidden as an adult, it’s suddenly a problem, a nuisance, a barrier to happiness. Where are my keys? Where did my energy go? Where is my happiness?

What if that didn’t have to be the case? What if finding what you’re looking for could feel more like playing hide-and-seek as a kid?