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Hygge: Slow Moments of Grace

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Hygge is a Danish concept that describes the feeling of comfort, cosiness, and well-being found in simple, pleasurable moments. In Brazil, it can be felt in the gentle sway of a hammock on a veranda, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee, the warm breeze flowing through an open window, or the lush greenery of tropical plants. More than just a lifestyle, hygge is a state of mind that fosters relaxation and emotional balance.

I first encountered hygge twenty years ago when one of my best friends, Kasper Nymand, introduced me to the concept. Since then, I have understood how deeply it aligns with the principles of Chinese Medicine, particularly in relation to the balance of Shen (mind), the most subtle manifestation of Qi (vital energy). When Qi becomes scattered or stagnant due to stress, symptoms such as insomnia, anxiety, and mental fatigue emerge. Creating a welcoming environment and embracing moments of pleasure and rest are essential to restoring this balance and strengthening emotional well-being.

The fast-paced nature of modern life keeps the sympathetic nervous system constantly active, raising cortisol levels and making the mind restless. Hygge acts as a natural regulator by encouraging genuine pauses for mental restoration. Sitting in a wooden chair under the shade of a tree, reading to the sound of rain, or sharing an afternoon coffee with friends activates the parasympathetic nervous system, responsible for rest and regeneration. This state helps regulate neurotransmitters such as serotonin and GABA, both crucial for psychological well-being.

Just as acupuncture harmonises energy flow and modulates neural circuits linked to stress and depression, hygge teaches the importance of slowing down and embracing the present moment. Simple practices like walking barefoot on a wooden floor, enjoying a herbal tea, or watching the sunset help stabilise emotions, stimulate pleasure-related brain areas, and build emotional resilience.

Mental health is not merely the absence of symptoms but the active cultivation of well-being. Bringing hygge into daily life is a way of nurturing the mind with the same care we give the body, creating an internal and external environment that fosters balance and tranquillity.

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