Karen spread her yoga mat in the park, chanting, ‘I am unstoppable!’ A squirrel paused mid-scurry, staring. She grinned. ‘You believe in me, don’t you?’ The squirrel chittered, then snatched her peanut butter sandwich. Karen gasped. ‘That’s not a setback—it’s a snack-time affirmation!’ She pulled out a granola bar, tossing it skyward. The squirrel dodged, scattering crumbs. ‘I am resilient!’ Karen yelled, as a breeze blew her hat into a bush. She retrieved it, nodded solemnly. ‘Positive vibes only.’ The squirrel dropped a acorn at her feet. She picked it up, whispering, ‘You’re my little mentor.’ Later, she’d swear the bush whispered, ‘You’re doing great,’ but that might’ve been wind. Or maybe the squirrel’s cousin.’,
