The ego is that part of ourselves that we call “I.” The ego is the part that has a driver’s license, that pays taxes, that worries about its kids’ futures. The ego is rational. The ego thinks. The ego makes plans. The ego worries. The ego fears. The ego perceives reality through the prism of its own “I”-ness. When we try to sing or write or dance from the ego, we fall on our face. It is impossible to sing or write or dance from the ego.
