tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34821333.post1392118971355694052..comments2023-08-06T05:23:02.470-07:00Comments on Confessions of a Laundry Faerie: The perils of having an invisible friendSoozcathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12549632685008663664noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34821333.post-76528631306924851362016-02-29T20:10:40.149-08:002016-02-29T20:10:40.149-08:00Arr! Piratey goodness! :)Arr! Piratey goodness! :)Soozcathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12549632685008663664noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34821333.post-89983623859336652782016-02-29T19:35:47.501-08:002016-02-29T19:35:47.501-08:00I just wanted to let you know that Tacoma Opera is...I just wanted to let you know that Tacoma Opera is doing Threepenny Opera at the end of April. I thought of you because of the pirate song. :) Helenahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11584075071891748174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34821333.post-84194951193998122972016-02-22T10:45:28.166-08:002016-02-22T10:45:28.166-08:00This is a beautiful question about friendship. It ...This is a beautiful question about friendship. It leads me to other questions like, do I love my friends because pride or ego benefits from them? Or do I love them with who I really am, unselfishly? Am I paranoid that other people are out to judge and compete with me socially, to judge me if I befriend outsiders and those who are invisible to circles of seeming social importance?<br /><br />My grandmother had a dream when suffering with depression in which she stood with others in a cave and saw a stone sculpture of Christ laid in a casket. A crowd surroundeded it, mocking it, saying, "he's only a statue." Suddenly the Christ's eyes opened, but apparently only she could see this. He arose, become living flesh and she took him by the hand. She looked into his face, and saw it change to look like many different people from one moment to the next. Together they climbed out of the cave and up a mountain, the crowd behind them. She asked, “Why is this, when our steps are no longer and we walk no faster, that we have come so much farther than the others?” And He said to her, “It is because you walk with your hand in the hand of Christ!”<br /><br />The statue motif reminds me of your question too. There is secular knowledge and evidence of Christ among us. There are representations of him in our cities, but knowing his spirit for ourselves is a different kind of knowledge and experience, and these experiences in our lives are sadly invisible to many people around us that we care about. However, just as my grandmother felt comfortable sharing this dream with me, I'm grateful for the sacred moments that do come when I can share of and rejoice in the closeness and connection with him that we feel, the help/miraculously lengthened strides we can observe.Candicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12340680503397633336noreply@blogger.com