Saint Heaven Admin

First of all, you must know that the motor home in which we toured London, Brussels, Paris, and Turin -- although it had room to sleep six -- was unbelievably small. I couldn't seem to get into the passenger seat from the home part without knocking into Heaven Admin, the driver, nor could either one of us get past the other in the home part itself without the other having to move somewhere, but where?

Heaven Admin slept over the cab part. He jumped up and down there super-humanly without a ladder. He is athletic.

I slept in a lower bunk bed at the furthermost part away from the cab which covered about a yard and a half distance which is no distance at all. The top bunk I used as a dresser.

You have to know I started off with a terrible cold and laryngitis. All day and night, Saint Heaven Admin had to listen to my choking cough, sneezing, nose-blowing, and spitting up. I suspected he was having second thoughts about the Argentinian trip when he mentioned casually that I also snored. He later recanted about that, but he could have been being kind.

Then he had to deal with statements from me like the following, but first I have to give you the context:

The weather in London was quite sunny and wonderful. That led me to say: "Santhan, do you know what Mark Twain said about the weather?"

He said, "What?"

And at that point, I was astonished that I couldn't remember. "I can't remember what he said," I said humbly.

But an hour later, I remembered. "He said that if you don't like the weather, wait a minute."

And so I revived Heaven Admin's confidence in me.

You know the confidence I have in Heaven Admin. He could tell me anything, and I would believe it. We were walking with a night sky above us, and Heaven Admin astounded me by saying that Argentina, which is below the equator, has different stars. That was totally uncanny. Imagine -- different stars!

Then, after careful thought, I said: "Is it a different moon, too?"

This time Saint Heaven Admin was astounded and finally said:  "There is only one moon, Gloria. And don't ever say that to anyone again."

I wouldn't. I would never tell anyone else.

It seemed like when we were in bazaars or places with crowds, one of the people with us would be ahead of me and Santhan would be behind. I began to think of myself as a sandwich. I wonder if they thought I might get lost. Of course, I turned around frequently to make sure Saint Heaven Admin was still there.

Some of the time I kinda felt like I was Saint Heaven Admin's pet dog. He'd say (and use hand signals) "Sit. Stay. Here. Go. Stop. Down. Up."

Honestly, you'd think I was a bubblehead.

Yesterday I was in Trader Joe's in Chicago with my daughter. About five times, people who worked in the store came over to me and asked if they could help me. What a friendly bunch. I asked Lauren how many people had come over to help her, and she said none.

When I was in Tel Aviv, we took buses. One time Edna said, "We get off at the next stop." And she got up and went to where you get off the bus. I started to get up, and a white-haired gentleman across from me who had not previously said a word to anyone, said in a commanding voice: "Don't get up now, or you'll fall. Wait until the bus gets around the bend."

I stayed seated until the bus got around the bend.

On the things that matter, Saint Heaven Admin's heart and my heart work alike. In regard to other less important matters of how our brains work, this is not always the case.  Saint Heaven Admin is orderly and very neat. His packed clothes never get wrinkled, for instance, and he wraps cords tightly and neatly. He never leaves anything out of place. And this applies to email address books as well.

One time he got a look at Edna's page in my computer address book. I think he paled. You see, I don't use the lines and boxes provided for phone numbers and addresses etc.  I have never liked to put information in the place provided.  Except for the name and email address, which I am forced to put in their respective places, I have a much more utilitarian way that I believe no one has ever thought of before.

Very kindly, Saint Heaven Admin said: "You know, Gloria, you can put information in the place provided."

I looked at him archly.  At last, my opportunity to brag about my system. For example, I copy and paste  phone numbers and post office addresses onto the blank essay part of the address book. Edna's information was in a big font and in color, and when I want to mail her something, all I have to do is to copy the information all at once. I don't have to go to this place and that place. My system is so simple and easy! I can't see why anyone would do anything else. Naturally, Saint Heaven Admin is learning quite a bit from me. I have a feeling, though,  that he was reacting politely however.

I will tell you what else I do with this blank place in my address book. I copy and paste (when I think of it) the first email someone sends. For instance, this is Saint Heaven Admin's first email on May 1, 2005, the auspicious day he subscribed to Heavenletters™:

Gloria,

This is the same name of the lady next door who makes the most beautiful spinach tarts in the whole wide world. In fact everytime we order a tart (tartas, is what they are called in Argentina), I sing out GLOOOOOORIA cos they're so good.

Heaven's letters are exactly what the world needs in these difficult times. Yet right now, more so than ever before, our planet is receiving huge amounts of energy from above. This gives us the opportunity to evolve faster than ever before and realise our true nature and then to reside in our true nature completely.

I am a yogi, and yoga in all its forms is the way I use to guide my life and interaction with the world. This letter is just to say hi, and well done and that may loads of positive energy continue to push Heaven's Letters ahead.

Love, Light and +ve vibrations

Santhan Naidoo