I was speaking with a Sikh attorney in his office in India. Lovely person. Beautiful soul. One could feel emanations of warmth, joy and gentleness flowing across his desk, not to mention tact, sharp, and wit keen.
I had a highly complex legal query for him which he adeptly solved. The query was this.
On my visit, when calling the offices of attorneys, I would be asked my name by a lovely, sweet, lilting voice. The receptionist would ask me
What is your God name?
Well, aren't these folks ahead of the curve, I thought. I asked the Seeker
Do they mean my good name?
facing palms pressed with all the bluster I can muster buster, I love you.
