The Cloud Spirit story reminded me of more bits and pieces from childhood I’d dismissed as I grew up, just not thinking a lot about it anymore. Looking at it now, it does make me wonder…As the youngest, my brothers all at least five years older than me, I spent a lot of time alone. More or less, that is. The chorus in my head kept me good company!
I had an invisible friend, for example, who lived in a little purple key-chain that was shaped like a chandelier crystal. All I had to do was look through it and see the prism of light to call her up. We had long conversations, the two of us, and she would always come to visit when I was lonely. She was friendly and fun, always interested in what I had to say.
I also frequently had conversations in my head. I’d address comments to absent friends, telling them what I’d say if they were with me, and listening to what they’d say back. I could (and did) go on for hours this way–I never grew tired of it. The answers I got seemed as real to me as the ones I would have gotten had my friends been there.
In retrospect, it kind of makes me wonder…maybe my invisible friends were realer than I gave them credit for. Maybe they are still there–they just don’t talk as loud when you quit listening so much. Maybe I should see about reconnecting with some of them. Who knows what they may have to say now?
Did you (or do you) have any invisible friends?