I am talking about Heaven Admin's uncle, Arnand.
Talking to him is talking to an angel. I can't begin to tell you his wisdom and the good he does and all he gives.
I'm in Durban, Heaven Admin too, staying at Arnand's house before going to a family get-together tonight.
You know, so many people are concerned about not being taken advantage of. The theme I pick up from you and your family is the opposite. You are always thinking about what more you can give.
And Arnand stood up and responded passionately. He said:
Good, if someone took advantage of me! Wonderful, I would be thrilled. I would say: "Tell me what else I can give to you, please. Tell me now. I will get it for you. It's my pleasure. I will do it now."
Arnand would jump at the chance. He has no shade of thought about being taken advantage of. He thinks of what more he can do. He sure doesn't think small. He doesn't look for return. He doesn't even look for gratitude.
This is real. He is real. I cannot begin to tell you the generosity that Arnand has bestowed on me. He doesn't know he is doing anything special. It's simply the way he is. And he isn't comfortable when someone admires him, so I have to be careful.
I asked Arnand:
How did you come to this way of thinking?
I always thought this way.
With Heaven Admin, too, to think of what he can do for someone is as natural to him as breathing.
Saraswatie, Heaven Admin's late mother, Arnand's sister, was like that as was her mother, Prema, not surprisingly. I heard if Saraswatie or Prema saw someone down the street who seemed hungry, they would send one of the children down to ask him if he wanted something to eat and to bring him up.
Neither Arnand nor Heaven Admin was born into luxury. Quite the opposite.
Blogreaders, sometimes, in the presence of Arnand and Heaven Admin, I want to cry because I have been blessed to see what Greatness looks like. In their presence, I'm in an enlightened world where people are the way God in Heavenletters asks us to be and inspires us to be.
My daughter has a lot of this same givingness. She didn't get it from me. She didn't get it from her father. I don't know where she got it from.
I have to say it again. What a wonderful world.