The Golden People

There are Golden People in the world. Sometimes it’s hard to remember they exist because they are so inexplicably rare, but they’re there. I’ve met Golden People all over: in a classroom, on a park bench, in a small café, down the block, down the hall, down the street, even in books. I’ve sought out Golden People, and sometimes I’ve just stumbled upon them as I waited for the 16 in Minneapolis. But regardless of where or when I meet these Golden People, the point is after I meet them, they stick with me.

So who are these Golden People I’m talking about? They’re not fairies, legends, phantoms, or characters on a children’s show sponsored by PBS, but rather real people. In my view, Golden People are those in which you meet and they forever change your expectations for your standard of living. They change what you hold true for yourself, others, and life at large…forever (or at least until you meet the next Golden Person).

Here in Mexico, I am meeting Golden People. My standards for myself, others and life at large are morphing so quickly and in the most wonderful way. In fact, they’re morphing so quickly, I can’t even tell you exactly what is changing, I just know something’s in motion. However, I’m sure if you read closely, you’ll find some hints.

So, in the hopes that some people are reading my blogs, I have a question for you all. Out of both curiosity and in honor of these incredible people, who are some of your Golden People? How did you meet them and how have they stuck with you? And even if you don’t want to get all mushy in the blogosphere, maybe just give it some time for thought. After all, it never hurts to reflect on the people you’ve shared a piece of life withJ