In speaking to a group of people for whom I have great respect, I found that I had placed my hand on my heart. I hadn’t done this intentionally. I hadn’t done this knowingly. I merely noticed it as I was speaking. There it was. Hand on my heart.

As I continued to speak, I let the gesture remain — like a welcome guest.

The experience was a good reminder that the body can tell us a lot about what’s going on inside the head.