Your Energy Arrives Before You Do

Your body is communicating all the time.
Not with words.
With signals. With chemistry. With energy.

Your energy arrives before you do.

That feeling you get when you walk into a room and instantly sense the mood?
The moment someone smiles at you but something in your chest tightens?
The calm, grounded ease you feel around certain people without knowing why?

You’re not imagining it.
You’re reading messages.

We were taught to trust words over sensations. Logic over instinct.
But biology tells a much older, wiser story.

Science is now showing what many of us have always felt—bodies are in constant conversation long before language ever enters the room.

One of the most fascinating examples comes from breast milk.

For decades, it was treated as simple fuel. Calories in. Growth out.
But milk changes based on who the baby is.
It changes based on the mother’s stress.
It even changes in real time when a baby gets sick.

A baby’s saliva sends information back into the mother’s body.
Within hours, her milk adjusts—producing antibodies, immune cells, protection.

That’s not food.
That’s communication.

Call and response.
A living dialogue refined over millions of years.

And here’s the part I want you to sit with…

If bodies can communicate safety, stress, illness, and needs without words—
What makes us think adults stopped doing this?

We didn’t.
We just stopped listening.

Your nervous system reads people before your mind catches up.
Your body knows when it’s safe.
Your body knows when something isn’t aligned.

That “vibe” you get?
It’s data.

Subtle shifts. Tone. Breath. Energy fields interacting.

So when you override that knowing…
When you people-please.
When you talk yourself out of what you feel…

That’s when exhaustion sets in.

Because you’re silencing an ancient intelligence.

Pause for a moment.
Take a slow breath in through your nose.
And a long breath out through your mouth.

Remember who you are.
Remember what you feel.
Trust what your body is telling you.

Choose you.
Then move.

You’ve got this 🌿