A few years ago this woman at a play party went to My beloved and asked if she could serve me something to drink . That's perfectly fine.
We encourage these types of interactions at our parties so that people can get a taste of what it's like to serve somebody or to serve somebody in public and have it be about their learning.
So My beloved said absolutely and told her go hand me the cup with both hands and then get out of my way because I wasn't in the middle of teaching somebody else.
Those simple sentences were absolutely 100% on the mark.
If you're serving me then you are also in service to whatever it is I'm doing at that time, whether it's teaching other people, running a party, or it's running a class.
Because my focus is on whoever it is that I'm teaching --- when you're in service to me you bring me what I need and you get out of my way.
So the woman brought me something to drink and then she wanted to kiss me
Sure- fine
Then I waved her away.
She went back to My beloved just devastated. She thought she had done something wrong, she thought that I had been angered by her service.
My beloved had to explain to her that her job physically and emotionally was to drop off what I needed and then get out of my way.
She needed the service to be about me engaging with her instead of the service being about taking care of my needs.
I still think about that moment from time to time.
How well My beloved legitimately knows so much about me that I probably don't even know about myself .
