Hard turns to soft

This is my heart. On fire. Melting. It's ecstatic. Over time, I have begun to ease my mind around particular ideas. No way to really explain how or why I've finally started to let go...but this is what's happening to me, now. Make no mistake, sometimes it's unbearable...excruciating. But, I'm all the softer for it. "Softness" was never a word I would use, willingly, to describe what I wanted to cultivate as a virtue. But I sure as hell didn't want to be "hard", either...which is, honestly, the more accurate description of my nature. Fiery is me, but it is fire that has melted my resistance to acknowledge (and change) my 'hard' ways. Fire describes my personality...but, it is also the method to my healing. "Poison as the cure" . My burning heart fills me with enthusiasm and fascination for this life that surrounds me...envelopes me. Unbridled love brimming over my sharp, steep edges. More now than ever before...even during moments of frustration and ire, I expand with understanding, even reverence, for my fallible nature. It's not like my old days...when I may not have even been aware of an outburst, or if I was, I would have been likely to chastise and denigrate myself for the behavior. Though the outbursts or frustrations may still occur more frequently than I'd like them to, I am consciously aware of them slowly (...ever so slowly) becoming less and less. This is what I strive for. More patience. Understanding. Compassion. Love. Toward myself as well as others. This heart of mine is a'melting. It's pure bliss. It's Shri. It's a journey. Walk on, Sister...