Before I began teaching yoga, I knew what it was like to move through corporate life while carrying more stress than I realised.

Looking back, what stays with me is not only what I was thinking during those periods, but what my body was quietly doing alongside me. The shoulders that had crept upwards. The breath I had barely noticed. The strange tiredness that seemed to arrive before the working day was over.

I find the moment between meetings revealing. You click “Leave”, open the next invitation and realise there has barely been a pause. The calendar tells you where to be; it says very little about how you arrive. For anyone exploring breathwork in Singapore, I would begin here: with the breathing that accompanies the ordinary rush of a working day.

If you arrange wellbeing sessions for colleagues, you may recognise this pattern in your own diary.