You are not God. Sorry. You can't part the sea, turn water into wine, or make your lottery numbers come up on Saturday night. But you can walk into a room and change it.
U + U + U + U… = US
Tracey has spent a lifetime opening boxes.
Some enormous. Some six inches tall.
A fire that took almost everything she owned. A knife at her throat. A mum lost to Alzheimer's who forgot the words but remembered that they mattered. A stranger in Tesco who changed her day in three seconds and never knew it.
Along the way she started wondering about something.
What do we put into other people? What do they leave in us? Why can one person walk into a room and somehow make everybody bigger, while another seems to suck the energy out of it? How far can one tiny act travel?
And what if the thing we have spent thousands of years looking for somewhere above us has been around us — and inside us — all along?
The U in Us is not a religion. It isn't science pretending to be spirituality. It isn't spirituality pretending to be science. It is an invitation to look. To question. To laugh. To keep your own key.
And perhaps to notice that you have been changing the world around you all your life.
Even on Tuesdays.
No method. No seven steps. No guru.
Just one woman opening her boxes and asking you to have a look at yours.