Uncommon Blessings

I'm finding myself changing- each day becoming more and more open with others, more willing to "wear my heart on my sleeve", to say and do things that before I either wouldn't have taken the time to do or never would have even thought about. Like the young boy learning to write, I may have finally started crossing my "t"'s per'se- the Great Teacher, in His infinite wisdom, allowed me to fail and flounder in my own horrible choices long enough to learn what happens when I rely solely on myself. My focus is improving, my strenth is growing, and finally, after 37 some-odd years, I'm beginning to see clearly for the first time. I see miracles in situations that before would have seemed mundane, or even tiresome. The biggest change is in the way that I see people- they are becoming of utmost concern to me, the urge to help, to heal, to comfort, to connect is almost staggering - was it always there? Did I simply never notice? I'm also noticing that the more I open myself to others, the more they are opening to me: even ones that I thought I was already open with- there are new discoveries, bright and wonderful each day. And here's the best thing- the wondrous discoveries are not in myself, but in others. All this time, for all these years, I have been completely surrounded by the greatest of uncommon blessings. It's just that now I've finally begun to notice . . .