September 20, 2009
What does 2009pm 20th Sep 2009 means to you
It was pitched dark, except for the essence of a lit candle placed in front of me. The night was still, with total silence, not even a wift of breeze was in the air. I could hear my heartbeat, it seems to amplify like a drumbeat, every single one of them. My mind was clear, my body relaxed. I was in the moment. I was in the zone.
The time was 20:09pm, the day 20th of the month 09 in the year 2009. It is one special moment in time we will never get to bring back again. Not in our lifetime.
Do you believe in Numerology? That numbers have a great significance in our life? Well, before your mind hastily objects and say NO WAY…. I don’t believe in that. Think again.
Were you particular about the number of your car? Of the house you were buying? Do you tend to pick the best number for your mobile phone? Do you pick an auspicious day to get married?
Well, not all of us refer to the almanac for such stuffs, but don’t you agree we do make a little effort to pick what we feel is a good number all the time? Don’t we all want to be 1st or 2nd or 3rd instead of last or 2nd last? If numbers were not of any significance to us, what’s wrong with being last?
Whether we like it or not, numbers plays a huge part in our life. And at exactly 20:09 on 20th Sep 2009, I knew I just have to send my intentions out to the universe and connect my soul with my source in the best way possible.
For 3 times 2009 is a moment of eternity I wish to share with the people I really love, people I care and the things I wished to accomplish in my brief existence in this world.
Numerology does not decides our fate. But wouldn’t it be good to know our strenghts and weaknesses. Our talents and abilities? Wouldn’t it be great to take advantage of every possible pure potentials that the universe has bestowed upon us?
Strange as it sounds, the oldest piece of writing in existence known to mankind, some 4000 years old, were studied and researched by some of the most brillant historians, professors and scientist. It was discovered to be writings on Numerology on an ancient tortoise shell.
It’s more strange that I went to a site about numerology 3 years ago and took a free report. And on the 9th of Sep 09, some two weeks ago, I receive a mail from the site asking me to get my copy of numerology report that contains important information I should know. After 3 years… and on the 9th of Sep 09. You can call it coincidence, but i rather choose to perceive it as something with a deeper meaning than that.
All I can say was, I got my report and I WISHED I had taken the steps to purchase that report 3 years ago. Then again, perhaps I may not see the significance of what it was saying if I had read it 3 years ago as compared to me reading it now. But it was shockingly accurate and spot on in many areas.
You can get a free report from this link and judge for yourself.
Back to me, my quiet time, in the moment, in the zone, at a once in my lifetime “minute” … I was at peace. I send out my intentions. I meditated. And when I finally finished off, i look at the watch …. it was 20:18.……I had spent exactly 9 minutes in my prayers.
9 seems to be so interwined with my life… even my life path is a 9
My intentions are crystal clear, in words, in thoughts and in emotions. My vibrational energy is strong. Time and space shall reveal the infinite potentiality of my intentions when it is time. Come what may…
What about you? Can you recall what were you doing at exactly 20:09 20/09 2009???
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February 15, 2009
What is Love?
I read this heartwarming report somewhere and thought I should share it with you.
In a contest to find out the interpretation of “ what love is “. children between the ages of 4 to 8 were asked that question.
And these were the enlightening answers they gave… sometimes, we should just learn from this kids.
‘When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.’
Rebecca - age 8
‘When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.
You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.’
Billy - age 4
‘Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.’
Karl - age 5
‘Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.’
Chrissy - age 6
‘Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.’
Terri - age 4
‘Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.’
Danny - age 7
‘Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss’
Emily - age 8
‘Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.’
Bobby - age 7 ( enlightening…. from a 7 year old )
‘If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,’
Nikka - age 6 ( what an angel )
‘Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.’
Noelle - age 7
‘Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.’
Tommy - age 6
‘During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling.
He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.’
Cindy - age 8
‘My mommy loves me more than anybody
You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.’
Clare - age 6
‘Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.’
Elaine-age 5
‘Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.’
Chris - age 7
‘Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day..’
Mary Ann - age 4
‘I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.’
Lauren - age 4
‘When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.’
Karen - age 7
‘You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it But if you mean it, you should say it a lot.. People forget.’
Jessica - age 8
And the final one
The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.
Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman’s yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.
When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said,
‘Nothing, I just helped him cry’
And to those seeking for love, Saint Raphael is the patron saint you should be sending your prayers to, not Saint Valentine.
St Valentine has been wrongly associated with finding love. He is the patron saint for those who have already found their soulmates.
The story goes that St Valentine continues to marry christian couple in defiance of the law in those days, and was jailed to be executed for his act.
While in jail, he was said to have healed the sight of a daughter of one of the guards. And on the day of his execution, he wrote a short note to the lady he had healed, the content of which were nothing close to romantic, and sign off with ” from your Valentine ” .
Thus start the practice of sending notes of appreciation on 14th of February, St Valentine’s day.
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November 9, 2008
My warrior name - Peaceful eagle
It is exactly one week since I returned from Enlightened Warrrior Camp Training. I’ve waited one week to pen this post as I wanted to be sure what I’m writing is not just a bunch of leftover high energy feelings from the camp.
After one week, some of the traits and thoughts may have settle down reasonably and I’ll probably not be writing something hype and BS.
I am an awaken warrior. My warrior name is Peaceful eagle. After one week, I never seem to forget that at any moment this past week of my life, that is just so great.
On the first day of the camp, I said to my tribe I bring strength to the tribe…. I am glad I have not disappoint. On my last day I left the tribe, I brought home great inner strength.
Strength that comes from deep within the recesses of my heart, strength that I never knew exist or possible….
I was glad I gave my all, every single ounce of energy in me was sucked and drained dry from me in the battlefield called the “3 minute predicament”……..then and only then, when I thought this warrior has nothing left in him, did I find my true unstoppable abundance of deep inner strength.
It was like the floodgates to overflowing strength and bursting testosterone had been released. Every single deadly and vicious blow I deliver onto my buddy after that, I could feel his stance moving backwards, his legs began to wobble, visibly shaken and retreating from the punishing rain of firepower that was suddenly pouring at him.
I have found my warrior strength, something no one can give unto me or take away from me. Something each and every awaken warrior has in them, only waiting to be discovered and tapped into.
My greatest takeaway….. hmmm….. there was just so many…… I’m glad I did the right thing every night, in spite of battle wounds, aches and pains, in spite of lethargy n exhaustion, in spite of the inviting bed, in spite of mindfreaks and mind farts…. I parked myself in the last remaining light of my otherwise dark room, near the entrance n toilet, and profusely poured down every single “A-HA” moment I had that day in my journal.
I’m hoping I could capture the smell and texture of toufu soup as I sipped n munched on them, the quietness of the moment, the unbearable heat and great discomfort in the thermaskul, the tension of fear, the flight of courage, the physically inflicted pains on my shoulders, the chaos and the challenges of the trek, the anger of fight, the wisdom of flight, the taunting of an enemy, the joy of love nearing death… each emotion, physical discomfort and pain, each joy of discovery, each realization of strength, all be as vividly encapsulated in my journal and brought back to life every time I read them.
I’m glad I came back with a better acceptance of ” What is “……… more on that later. And the importance of being present. My ability to be aware that though my thoughts kept running to the future and hiding behind the past, I am able to bring it back to the present moment.
One excellent example was the exercise on the throwing of music eggs. A lack of concentration saw the fall of the eggs. What if the penalty of dropping the eggs had meant the life and deaths of our parents or loved ones, will we still throw it frivolously and nonchalantly?
I learned that being present, giving my 100% concentration, gave me the power of catching every throw. I was not distracted by the noise and laughter around. Being present, each throw takes on itself a life of its own. It could be my life story, the up swing, the eggs leaping off my hands,the velocity and speed of the eggs, it reaching its highest point, the absolute drop, the changing of course, the adjustments of my hands in anticipation of catching it, the whole process seems to be in millions of fractions of a nano seconds… and nothing else in the whole world, nothing else in the surrounding, matters.
At that moment, I realized what it was like to be present in the moment.
” what is ” is something we have no control over, the rainy weather, an unreasonable request, the death of a friend, the betrayal of a dear one …. they are all ” what is ” happenings or events that had happened …. that which we have no control over. We have to accept “what is” , for it has taken place.
What we can control, is whether we respond and act or react to them. It is impossible not to feel anger, hatred, love, lust, joy, peace etc. I am not my mind, I am not my body. I am but the personification of my spirits….. spirits of a peaceful eagle.
It is impossible not to feel enrage when our best friends betrayed our trust, impossible not to feel hurt when the one we love hurt us emotionally, that is the ” what is “, but a warrior have a choice to choose how he wants to respond or take action, there is a fine thin line between reacting with rage when betrayed, reacting with anger when hurt or being aware of our emotion and responding to ” what is ” the best we can given the moment.
That is, what which I had somehow became enlightened to. The importance of being present, the acceptance of ” what is “. I know its kind of deep :) but I’m glad I know now.
Once a warrior, always a warrior. I am the awaken warrior, my warrior name is Peaceful Eagle. I bring Peace. Aho!
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