By Gonny Stand in front of the mirror in the morning and listen carefully.
That little voice that says, “Oh dear, look at your hair today…”
That’s not the Voice of God!
That’s the ego doing what it does best: narrating life with a soundtrack of insecurity, judgment, and drama.
In A Course in Miracles the ego is described as the idea of separation, born from the belief that we could leave God and make a little world of our own.
It thrives on fear, competition, and proof that you are never quite enough.
But in daily life we don’t always notice it as “the idea of separation.” We notice it as stress, as needing to win an argument, as comparing ourselves on social media, or as the restless thought that we need to be more, better, faster.
Many people believe we actually need the ego. “Without it I’d be a doormat. Without my ego, how would I get a job, stand up for myself, or survive in this world?”
But look closely: is it really the ego that helps you thrive? Or is it love, clarity, inspiration, and joy that move you into action? The ego only pretends to be your bodyguard, while it secretly keeps you small and anxious.
And then there is the collective ego. This is where things get tricky.
A group of people all agreeing on the same opinion feels safe. “If we all believe this, it must be true!” A thought shared becomes louder, but not truer. Whole communities, political parties, a fanclub, a streetgang, even families can become little echo chambers where belonging comes at the price of truth.
Charisma often plays a role here. Someone speaks with confidence, waves their hands with flair, maybe adds a smile and suddenly others follow. Not because the message is true, but because the delivery is shiny. The ego loves shiny. And we, wanting to belong, nod along. But if we lose ourselves in a collective ego, we trade away the only thing that matters:
“The freedom to choose love instead of fear.”
Now, belonging itself is not the problem. We are designed to share, to connect, to join. But the invitation is to join in love, never in fear. To belong in truth, not in the illusion of safety numbers seem to give.
Imagine a group that strengthens your joy, not your judgment. A circle where laughter is healing, not sarcastic. That is the alternative.
So the real question is simple: do we want to live in the ego’s drama club, where roles change but the plot never does? Or do we want to live in Love’s quiet circle, where nothing needs to be defended because nothing real can be threatened?
The next time your ego chimes in, whether alone in front of the mirror or together in a group, you might just smile and say: “Thank you for the performance. But today I choose peace instead.”
With love and light,
G.