Moon, a little anecdote if you will. The other day I was sitting in a parking lot. This guy came out of a hair salon and before getting into this vehicle, stood next to it and started brushing hair off his body with his hands. The head, shoulders, arms, back...and then repeat. It went on and on. I was thinking...what a weird guy. He is so attached to his car, looks like he identifies himself with it. Something along those lines. But then I caught myself - am *I* not identifying myself with the ego as well? That I am not weird like him. You see what I am trying to get at? It is so very hard *not* to identify with your ego. To just accept the moment, surrender to it as you say. How?