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The praying mantis has long captivated human imagination and spiritual belief, often seen as a symbol of stillness, insight, and heightened awareness. Its distinctive, prayer-like posture has led many cultures to associate it with mindfulness, patience, and spiritual guidance. When one crosses your path—or even lands on you—it’s often believed to carry a message worth listening to. A mantis encounter might be a subtle but powerful reminder to slow down and check in with your well-being. It could signal the need to address unhealthy habits or restore balance in your daily life. Its quiet presence encourages observation over reaction, reminding…

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