It doesn’t seem all that long ago, when I could of ever imagined, life being the way it is now, and it all began the moment that I recognized my many blessings. Each one on it’s own seemed so insignificant. It wasn’t until I began to heal the wounds deep inside of me that my outer landscape blossomed into vibrant colours and hues. The universe opened up in a new expansive way. The things I once overlooked before, like taking a deep breath of cool air, or feeling the ground beneath my feet, even, being attuned to the sounds all around me. I have been blessed to be loved as I love, to be able to give without having to receive. To honour those who have paved the way before me, for those who have touched my life in ways I could never imagine. Some made me laugh, some made me cry. There were even times I thought I’d die. But they were all blessings in disguise. Now that I can look back with clear eyes, I’m grateful for each and every one. The blessing, that has touched me most of all, is knowing who I am. The miracle of creation, like a spec of sand, that I hold within my hand. There’s so much more than I can ever understand. The light within is a piece of god’s loving hand, The soul that has been given as a reminder, of all the love that I will ever need. These are some of the blessings that have been given to me.