Who.

And through it all I wanted to be surrounded by humans who are entirely out of control. Who give the dresses and shirts off their back, who say yes freely and no necessarily. Who end conversations with I love you’s and meetings with hugs. Who show up at the house, who will be there within the hour, who give freely of their gifts. Who know their worth and ask for more. Who recognize worth and give more. People who feel like sunlights and will bask in the moonlight. Who ask the hard questions and whisper the easy ones, who forgive every day for what hasn’t been done and resurrect themselves anew every morning. Who dance unabashedly and sit in stillness unashamed. Who cry at the movie and marvel in unison with a child’s imagination. Who question what we have been indoctrinated with and easily exudes love anyway. Who attend to Creation. Who wants to be heaven to people here on Earth. Who live for the moments of silence and awe during a Thursday afternoon and when it can’t be contained, letting loose the sounds of whooping and hollering and joyous laughter. Who let themselves be curious without turning to see who is watching. Who take care of their bodies and thank them for everything they have done. Who love their minds and let them rest. Who give themselves permission to wan things and speak uncomfortable truths rather than comfortable lies. Who let themselves feel everything so that lessons can be learned. Who are brave not just in the loud ways but the quiet moments never put on display. Who are full of themselves so much that they are free. Who are never afraid to start over or let go of what feels safe and sure in the presence of something that is simmering and firing and feeding us in all the ways we weren’t before. Who sit on the chair sideways. Because last night’s musings turn into the morning’s musings and when you can’t shake the feeling at the door you invite it in for coffee.