What the Universe Said

I've been stressing about friends lately. They're in touch, they're not in touch. They like me, I annoy them. I want to help but I don't know how. It's kind of like the old Steven Wright joke about naming your dog Stay. "Come here, Stay. Come here, Stay". (Definately funnier when he does it.)

And then, as almost always happens, something turned up. God, the clue phone, the universe-whatever, this is what it said today:

"When we honestly ask which persons in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who cam tolerate not-knowing, not-curing, not-healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness..makes it clear that whatever happens in the external world, being present to each other is what really matters."

-Henri J.M. Nouwen

Thanks, I needed that.