Sit with your anger and see if it might take some form of nature: a bird, animal, waterfall, or fire. This example shows some male-female differences. Two persons sat in silence. The woman then reported seeing her anger as a wave in the sea, rising to a crescendo and then crashing … carrying her feelings into the sea of God's love. In the same moment, the man had pictured his anger as a bolt of lightning, zooming red-hot feelings into the cosmic heart of God. (I sometimes picture my anger as a grain of sand, irritating the oyster — and then transforming to a pearl.)
See what emerges for you. Reflect on it; draw it in your journal. Share it with someone.— Flora Slossen Weullner, Kent Ira Groff in What Would I Believe If I Didn't Believe Anything?