All of the people you know in life are really on a stage – performing out their insecurities, their fears and courageous acts.

There are even versions of you on the stage, playing out the same self-doubts and confidences.

So where is the real you?

The real you is about four rows back and center stage. The witnessing you can see every wrinkle and facial expression, every bead of sweat and gesture of the players. You hear the delivery of lines impeccably. You feel the timbre of emotions.

You know you are watching a play and you are totally into it, enjoying it; but you also know it will be over in a few hours, the curtain will close, and you will be sitting alone contemplating the profound effect of each performance.

Being the witness of what you are witnessing means you have a high regard for the players’ performance, an appreciation for their part in fine-tuning your awareness without you ever having to get up on stage.