I had an incredible experience in 20011 in Laos. I was doing alms for the monks at 530 in the morning and was there full of goodies and generous heart so happy that i can help those poor, hungry, skinny monks, i was kneeling down, bowing my head and proudly displaying my dates, rice, bananas and nobody took from me. I was so shocked. how come! I am here with my big heart and they are not taking. I sat in silence until a realisation hit me like lightning – there was too much me ‘I’ in that big heart of mine, i was too proud to give. When the next round of monks came around i just humbly was there, offering rather then giving – everybody took … I cried – then stood there tremendously relieved from that sense of the ME. I keep offering.