My friend Charlotte passed away recently. She was 90. She had a good run. Along with her husband, George, who died a few years ago, Charlotte was a seeker of God. She was curious to learn more and pray more deeply. Age did not diminish this attitude. She was very encouraging to me in my own reading and teaching of mystics. I loved her acceptance even when I was shallow and pompous. I did not know that I was shallow and pompous. I thought I was brilliant, until some time later when God would shine the Light into my soul and reveal how little I knew and how shallow I was. If my friend Charlotte had told me I was an idiot, when I was an idiot, my deflated ego would have stopped the seeking for God. We need friends who will encourage us through the rough patches when we do not know how little we know. Charlotte was very wise. People of spiritual depth are like that. They know when silence is best. If I am lucky, I will be like my friend Charlotte some day.