(Accusingly) There you are!
Where have you been? I’ve been looking all over for you! I’ve been worried sick!! Goodness me!!! I nearly called the police, I mean the angel police, that is, the soul police! Oh my soul! I’ve been looking for you for so long!!!
The search for oneself.
How could I even think of searching for myself? I mean – I’m here, aren’t I?
Well, yes, but I’m not happy, I’m unfulfilled, you know, in fact – I’m miserable. I’ve tried just about everything, and in the end it all falls in a heap. There must be something more, surely?
Oddly enough, the answer to all this searching for one’s self is right in my face – in the phrase You Are Here, in the obvious fact of my existence!
Don’t do anything, don’t think. Stop. Let it all go, if only for an instant.
You are here!