For those who have loved, lost, felt ecstatic joy, and profound suffering.
For those who exist in perpetual states of liminality belonging nowhere and everywhere.
For those who are nursing wounds and loving those who have wounded them.
For those who believe that God, love, and transformation are literal.
For those who live their wildness unapologetically and at times are terrified of their own reflections.
For those who have really wanted to live and those who were not afraid to die.
For those that have known yearning and believe that freedom like breath sustains life.