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???

After a 3 months hiatus, I’m now marching back with a vengeance. The past couple of months had seen my thoughts fluttering like the paths of a carefree butterfly, erratic and definitely conflicting, contradicting and confuse.

In life, we win some…. and we lose some. And sometimes our vision gets so clouded by a web of illusion.  We never know for sure do we? What seems to matter to us most at the present moment and into the distant future, is really that important and what we think it is.  Only time can tell.

Come on, haven’t it occur to you? Looking back at some of your life challenges 10 years ago, what seems to be so devastatingly disastrous then has molded you into the person you are today,….much better off.

Most of us have been the cookie thief at some point of our life. We perceive a string of incidents in our very limited inner world to be the bone-crushing truths and reality. Of what is right and the gospel truth. But are we? Only time can tell….

Oh, in case you’re wondering what was the “cookie thief” persona I’m referring to, it’s a poem by Valerie Cox that we can all relate to. I’d like to share it here…

A woman was waiting at an airport one night
With several long hours before her flight
She hunted for a book in the airport shop
Bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop
She was engrossed in her book but happened to see
That the man beside her as bold as could be
Grabbed a cookie or two from the bag between
Which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene
She munched cookies and watched the clock
As this gutsy cookie thief diminished her stock
She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by
Thinking “If I wasn’t so nice I’d blacken his eye”
With each cookie she took he took one too
And when only one was left she wondered what he’d do
With a smile on his face and a nervous laugh
He took the last cookie and broke it in half
He offered her half as he ate the other
She snatched it from him and thought “Oh brother
This guy has some nerve and he’s also rude
Why he didn’t even show any gratitude”
She had never known when she had been so galled
And sighed with relief when her flight was called
She gathered her belongings and headed for the gate
Refusing to look back at the thieving ingrate
She boarded the plane and sank in her seat
Then sought her book which was almost complete
As she reached in her baggage she gasped with surprise
There was her bag of cookies in front of her eyes
“If mine are here” she moaned with despair
“Then the others were his and he tried to share”
“Too late to apologize she realized with grief”
That she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief

Well, a warrior’s got to do what a warrior do. Instead of the average man’s beliefs of  “do - have - be”,
(1) to do what we have to do first,
(2) so as to have what we want to have and
(3) finally in order to be the person we want to be.

We have to ….

Be like a warrior,
Do like a warrior,
And eventually Have what we truly deserve as a warrior.

The way I see it,

A warrior should always be who you really are and say what you feel, those who mind don’t matter and those who matter won’t mind.

The tragedy of life does not lies in not reaching your goals, NO..

The tragedy lies in not having goals to reach for…..

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It is not a calamity to die with your dreams unfulfilled,

It is a calamity not to dream.

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It is not a disaster not to be able to capture your ideals,

but it is a disaster to have no ideals to capture

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It is not a disgrace not to reach the stars,

but it is a disgrace to have no stars to reach for

from a wise man.