What is anger?
What we have named as anger on the surface is the violent outer response to our own inner powerlessness, a powerlessness connected to such a profound sense of rawness and care that it can find no proper outer body or identity or voice, or way of life to hold it.
This, too, I understand. Indignation, wrath, and the other permutations of anger in ascending degrees are so often wrought by something (or someone) that we are powerless to change. We cannot control other people, and we cannot control circumstances; we are subject not only to the ebb and flow of life caused by the individuals and the populations around us, but also to the mysteries of Nature herself. What can we do in the face of such powerlessness?
[A]nger truly felts at its center is the essential living flame of being fully alive and fully here; it is a quality to be followed to its source, to be prized, to be tended, and an invitation to finding a way to bring that source fully into the world through making the mind clearer and more generous, the heart more compassionate and the body larger and strong enough to hold it.
This is another tremendous undertaking: can we find the flaming root of our anger and embrace it so that it no longer burns us, but rather fires us like clay in the kiln?
Imagine how we will be transformed then.