You can look upon yourself in such a way that a spring can break out in your heart. You can draw from the well of wisdom that lies, mirrorlike, down in the depths of your soul. To listen quietly and deeply to the stirrings of your own life is already an act of self-blessing. To be kind to yourself. To have faith that your life has its own intelligent design, that it is doing exactly what it needs to, even if it doesn’t feel that way: that is a blessing. To know, though not with a cerebral knowing, that truth and beauty live in you: that, too, is a blessing.