What more could I possibly tell you about Heaven Admin and his goodness? Yet I have one more story.
Again, I have to give you background:

Sunday afternoon I went over to the Sufi House  where there was going to be a Skype conference with Effendi in Istanbul. We can see him and his guests happy in his Sufi House on a computer screen, and he can see us smiling as well.

As it happens, on this day Effendi had a guest from Germany, a very amazing medical intuitive who advocates drinking lots of water — like three liters a day.  This is nothing new, of course.

I told the intuitive how hard it is for me to drink water. I really resist it. I can’t make myself drink water.  I can’t drink even one liter. If I’m at a restaurant, I can take a sip of water, but that’s about it. If I’m thirsty on a hot summer day, I prefer to drink anything but water. Drinking water seems so strongly against my grain that I’ve sometimes thought maybe there is something in my physiology where I’m really not supposed to drink it.

The intuitive said that my long-lasting aversion toward water came from when I was a baby, and the water given to me was bitter.  I had no idea of this, and yet this felt right.

The intuitive said I have to teach myself to love water.

I am working on it.  I do love the ocean and waterfalls, and I am picturing myself guzzling glass after glass of water.  I find I do like the sound of water as I pour it into a glass. I find myself a tiny bit more thirsty, and yet I am aware that I still am not keen on taking the time to drink water nor am I exactly enjoying the experience.

I certainly wasn’t thinking of about this when Heaven Admin brought in a cup of rice tea for me and also brought in a big bottle of beer — a bottle of beer!!! — and told me I had to drink it!

I said, “You really want me to drink beer?”

“Yes.”

“But before I Godwrite?”

“Yes, even before you Godwrite.”

I looked at the bottle.  Trader Joe’s 2009 Vintage Ale.  “But why do you want me to drink beer all of a sudden?”

“It’s good for you to drink a whole bottle of beer every once in a while.

I said, “But you know a little of something goes a long way with me.”

He said, “I know. Even so, drink this beer. Trust me.”

I said, “I do trust you.”

“Then drink it,” he said.

I didn’t even get to say that I don’t like beer.

Well, you, of course, realized right away what I didn’t realize until I tipped my head back and started drinking from the beer bottle. Of course, it was water.

That Heaven Admin — he can sure keep a straight face.

Who could not drink water from a beer bottle that Heaven Admin had filled with his own hands?  Who couldn’t love that water?  I drank the whole bottle down in less than an hour.

More water, please.