This week, I’ve been thinking a lot about fearlessness. Over the years, fearlessness has not, in my opinion, been one of my strongest traits. Patience hasn’t either. I know this because, in the past, whether intentionally or not, I was always in such a hurry. Whether it was in trying to talk to or be with someone, do something, or go somewhere, I’ve often tried to rush things, and it was apparent in the way I behaved. Whether conscious of it or not, I was acting out of fear. I wasn’t just being ...