India, Sept. 11 -- There's a moment, just before the hiss of fire-heated stones drops into a wooden tub, when something inside me shifts. Not an epiphany, but a quiet recalibration, as if something ancient has stirred and settled. Bhutan doesn't heal you in the glossy, packaged way the modern world sells wellness. It makes no promises of transformation. Instead, it gently and without fanfare reminds you how to simply be.

In this Himalayan kingdom, wellness isn't curated on spa menus or captured in marketing copy. It isn't a trend or a treatment plan; it's the cadence of everyday life. I could feel it in the hush of pine forests, the slow swirl of chants rising from cliffside monasteries, and the steady spin of prayer wheels turned by han...