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My poor little Ego

Me, in my essential habitat. Photo by R. Du Preez Ego is a ghost who is afraid of dying.                                                                           -Mooji This quote made me smile, but also gave me the very best perspective I have ever had on this shifty concept. Ego. What exactly is it? Where does it reside in me? The clearest idea I could get of it up till now, was that it is a part of self that develops rather early in life, taking all of life's knocks, first relationships and the environment we find ourselves in, and build a safety structure. An identity that has to keep us safe, by warning when to go into pout mode or when a full blown tantrum would have the desired effect. I had the trembling little bottom lip with hazel eyes brimful with tears down pat: no contest there...