Before meditation, I too easily allowed worries, pains, limitations, desires and fears to blind me to the beauty of existence, so all I could feel was my misery towards my not-so-wonderful life. That misery created a cyclone of anxiety for me. Instead, meditation opened me gradually to my surroundings, so bit by bit I became a little less stuck in self-concern (or self-centeredness). As I found room to breathe, I began to see I was standing already at the center of the world, in the middle of the sacred circle.
Truly seen, life is such a miracle, but sadly our old habits of thinking would have us only feel resentment about how it's not working out for us.
At the end of the year, on the brink of another Step Twelve, I finally can recognize that a "spiritual awakening" is occurring. I might even have a modicum of humility, to admit the awakening came from practicing all the steps. Meditation helped me drop some old old habits, for good.