Our lives are really just a narrative that we hang on to. We remember what will like and try to forget and deny the things we don't like. This story of our past self that we carry on day by day changes over time and many of the experiences we have shape the way we might react to the present moment. Something might anger us or something might make us happy. We can get very caught up in this drama, so much so, that we become unwitting participants in an uncontrolled stream of hurt and worry, fear and desire, temporary happiness and a search for peace.
Sometimes, you may be lucky enough to catch this silly self and you can see it for what it is. Just a little melodrama, and as Ram Dass reminds us "grist for the mill".
The question always remains, who is the witness of all of this drama ? For me it is just this smallest voice, the sane observer who watches it all go by, and the one who remains when things like anger runs it's course.
We all have the same "small voice" of wisdom within us, and when we can listen to it and speak with it, our sense of peace and inner calm grows.