I think of Ego as my teenaged persona, the part of me who is half bored and half fearful of what others/I think about myself. Around the edges are some anger, and unrealized (frustrated) potential. When I write, I tap into the soothing, spiritual part of me who quiets the ego with reassurance that the key is already in our hand. We have everything we need to reach a level of healing and true life mission.
What makes Writes difficult is the naysayer who would rather wallow in resentment and fear of being ordinary. But oh the glory when we see what we have written! We are each unique and fabulous. I want to be reminded of that every day!
To cease our writing is to silence the best part of ourselves and to rob the world of our vision.