The Ego is an exquisite instrument. Enjoy it, use it--just don't get lost in it.
These are planes of consciousness, and I think human beings exist on two planes of consciousness, the soul and the ego.
Allowing dying to be so intensely present enriches both the preciousness of each moment and our detachment from it.
Suffering is the sandpaper of our incarnation. It does its work of shaping us.
Witness your thoughts. Your thoughts are attachments.
Each person tells you who they think they are, and who they think you are.