They will try to tell you what to do with your anger. But you should know that they are only protecting themselves. What they mean is it's hot. And they are sweating, uncomfortable next to your blaze.

Don't let them touch your flames. If they come with water, burn white hot so they cannot come close enough. If they come with dirt or blankets. let your flames dance higher than they can hope to reach. You don't hate them, but you know somewhere deep inside that they will starve or smother anything they do not understand.

After they leave, you can relax and let your rage dampen to a dull roar. Find the space in side of yourself to sit beside the fire of your anger. Ask it gently what do you have to teach me?

As often as not, I have heard the strangest truths come from the mouth of anger. Sometimes it is trying to tell me that I am more valuable than I have been lead to believe.  Sometimes it is the war cry that says the world was never meant to be this way. It is worth fighting for them to be better. Anger has led me to fight impossible battles just because they were right, just, and worthwhile.

It can do the same for you; but you have to listen, you have to burn.