Not My Anger, Not My Fear

The anger consumed me like wildfire. My hands trembled, heart raced, and thoughts spiraled into darkness. "This is who I am," I told myself. "I am my rage."

But am I?

In Stoic philosophy, a line is drawn. What we control versus what we don't. External events? Beyond our control. Our reactions? Within our grasp.

But something deeper lurks beneath this wisdom. Something the ancient Yogis understood with crystal clarity.

"Before you master what belongs to you—your tools and instruments—you must awaken to yourself," wrote Yogi Ramacharaka. "You must distinguish between the 'I' and the 'Not I.'"