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Patience, like fasting, is holy until it turns into passivity dressed in a monk’s robe. I used to think waiting was a virtue until I realized I’d mistaken avoidance for enlightenment. Sometimes the Spirit doesn’t whisper “Wait.” Sometimes She yells “Move, fool!” and we call it anxiety when it’s actually intuition with a bullhorn. Thanks for these prompts, Bo. They're like spiritual crowbars prying open the too-tight doors of our self-justifications.

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