I received  a check of S$2500 yesterday. It was out of the blue. Just like what the the THE SECRET mentioned, the Law of Attraction really works. Now, this was actually a payment from one of my insurance policies, but I do not see this as a coincidence. Miracles has been working lately for me. In very strange ways.

I was with the Hospice Volunteer group today for an outing with 7 patients, and while touring a beautiful spot at the Marina Barrage near the Marina Bay in Singapore, I met 2 friends enjoying a picnic!

A guy suddenly turned up with an old friend and wanted me to produce Colloidal Silver for his company as a private label. An animal shelter in Singapore also suddenly placed an order for a huge quantity of Colloidal Silver, for treating the cats of FIV (a cat form of HIV) and the dogs (for cancer, and wounds). An expat bought another 20 bottles of Colloidal Silver for treating his Mycoplasma. A marathon runner also bought a few bottles for treating his bronchitis. A lady wanted more of my colloidal silver for nebulizing his dad who has been in a coma for more than a year. I must say, demand has in the first time in 2 years, outgrown  my production.

I had a sudden inspiration suddenly 2 weeks back and I wrote an ebook entitled “7 Steps To Happiness“. As you probably know, I am a natural healer and metaphysical counselor, not a book writer. It just poured into my mind and I completed a short book in just 2 evenings! (Is this yet another miracle?) Finishing the book is one matter, packaging it for publication in the internet is another. The challenge continued and I managed to complete it today. (I spent 2 days again)

Another “coincidence” was that I met an overseas friend yesterday. He wanted to organize an event for Natural Holistic Treatment and when he knew I had written a book on Happiness, called “7 Steps To Happiness“, he suddenly mentioned that he wanted to hold the event with me! The reason was, if people were happy, or knew how to be happy, it would solve a lot of sicknesses and diseases! Now, that really struck a chord with me!

Another inspiration came and since we are going to celebrate National Day in Singapore,  I am going to launch my ebook in the internet for a mere few dollars! (only for this month of August!)

This month has indeed brought many unexpected positive events to me!

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May everyone be well and happy too!

Thank you! I Love You!

Eddie Lim

A sick friend came to me for advice. He had contracted the HIV virus. In the beginning, he was ordered by the doctor to start his Anti-HIV drugs, or else he would develop complications very quickly and die. As the drugs were expensive and comes with all sorts of dangerous side effects, he decided to try alternative treatments. 2 months later, he regained all his weight and his energy levels had improved by leaps and bounds. (His energy levels were declining by the day before he sought alternative treatments)

When his blood test results revealed that his viral load in his blood had increased, his doctor again told him that it was a dangerous sign and he must start medication or else he would suffer all sorts of infections and pneumonia. This time round, my friend panicked.

Although his health had improved, tests showed otherwise. He was puzzled and asked me for advice as to whether he should listen to the doctor. I explained the logic that as long as he feels healthy, and he had not suffered any infections or flu or fever since his alternative treatments began, he should listen to his heart. Even though he was not on conventional medication, his health did no deteriorate

I believed the stress was too much for him, as he kept insisting that his mother and everyone else around him “told” him he should just listen to the doctor’s advice.

“Whose life is at stake?” I asked him.

“Mine.” He replied.

“Who should decide what to do then?” I asked again.

“But…….” He stuttered.

When a life is hanging on a thread, it is very difficult to decide. Does a doctor dictate your life? Can he decide how long you can live? Who is ultimately responsible for your own life?

What do you think?

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Than you. I love you!

Eddie Lim

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I met a cancer patient last week, a beautiful 25 year old lady suffering from 4^th stage stomach cancer. It was a really memorable meeting as I was discussing with her dad on our alternative cancer management program. Her dad had spent almost S$500,000.00 on various treatments, but with no results. His daughter lay dying like a starving African child, full of skin and bones and a huge tummy. The old man was half sobbing as he narrated his quest for a cure to save his beloved daughter, traveling all the way to China, getting conned along the way and was finally forced to seek treatment back home in Singapore. He was already in a mountain of debts but yet he was fighting to save his daughter’s life. The power of a father’s love…

Cancer is a powerful dis-ease. It not only harms the individual, it also distraught the entire family. As my partner proceeded to explain our cancer management methodology to the whole family, I had a short talk with the daughter.

She has the look of life in the eyes. A fighting spirit that stems from her indignation of having this dis-ease at the prime of her life. I was glad, as this means she will survive. As long as a person has lost the will to live, no miracle drug or elixir of life will save that person.

When asked if she knew the cause of her problem, she replied that it was due to her partying lifestyle. The booze, food, smoking and irregular hours of sleeping could have caused her cancer. I dug further and asked if she had a happy childhood and I could see her expression changing to that of anger.

“Did your parents abused you or punished you when you were young?” I asked.

She nodded.

“Young lady, you have no rights to be angry.” I said.

“Did you remember the times when your dad was running around, looking for ways to save you?”

“Did you recall yourself being fed by your mom, being cleaned and cared for as a baby? How about the period when your mom was lugging you around for 10 months in her womb?”

“Can you remember?” I added.

“No.” she replied meekly.

“You also cannot die because you have not repaid your debts to your parents for bringing you into this world, for caring for you till now. What have you done for them in return?”

“Nothing…” she said softly.

“And yet you are angry with your parents? This huge tummy is the result of your anger towards your parents. I do not know what they had done, but it isn’t their fault because they were not taught how to handle children properly. However, the fact that you had a good education and had grown up physically intact means that they have completed their responsibilities.”

“Learn to forgive yourself and start loving yourself. Your stomach is angry with cancer, and that is telling you that it is angry at you for being angry with your parents.”

I taught her to talk with her cancer cells and continued to encourage her. (You may contact me at advanced.healthcare.sg@gmail.com if you want to know how to talk to cancer cells) She had refused to eat due to the gas from the stomach cancer causing discomfort. After I had left, her mother called to say that her daughter had started to eat and had taken our medication.

We humans sometimes forget about the love and affection given by our parents. While it is understandable that some parents do not love their children and abuse them, it is also not their fault as they themselves were never loved by their own parents too. The buck stops here!  The simple task of giving birth to us is already a huge blessing to us. We could have died and taken our mother’s life with us ay childbirth. No matter how our parents had abused us, we can never repay them for giving us this body. This is called filial piety. If we loved our parents because they lovingly took great care of us, it is natural and easy to call ourselves filial children. If our parents abused us and we can continue to love them, then this is called true filial piety, true love!

Let’s all be grateful to our parents for giving us this body and life. Let us not abuse it because it doesn’t belong to us. Let us love our parents with all our hearts and soul, because without them, we wouldn’t be here at all. Let’s not blame anyone as we all have a choice to make the right decisions. Let our love be shared with those lacking in love, for we are all filled with the abundance of the universe. This world will be a better place if we start to have love within us.

May all beings be filled with abundant love!

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Thank you! I Love You!

Eddie Lim

www.A-Healthcare.com

A friend sent me this story, it touched my heart as my work involves old folks too. Enjoy!

Story:

So I walked to the door and knocked. ‘Just a minute’, answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor. After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90’s stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940s movie.

By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.

There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.

‘Would you carry my bag out to the car?’ she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman.
She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the cab.

She kept thanking me for my kindness. ‘It’s nothing’, I told her. ‘I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated’.

‘Oh, you’re such a good boy’, she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address, and then asked, ‘Could you drive through downtown?’

‘It’s not the shortest way,’ I answered quickly.

‘Oh, I don’t mind,’ she said. ‘I’m in no hurry. I’m on my way to a hospice’.

I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. ‘I don’t have any family left,’ she continued. ‘The doctor says I don’t have very long.’ I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.

‘What route would you like me to take?’ I asked.

For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.

We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds. She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.

Sometimes she’d ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.

As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, ‘I’m tired.. Let’s go now’

We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.

Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must have been expecting her.

I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.

‘How much do I owe you?’ she asked, reaching into her purse.

‘Nothing,’ I said

‘You have to make a living,’ she answered.

‘There are other passengers,’ I responded.

Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.

‘You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,’ she said.

‘Thank you.’

I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life.

I didn’t pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift?

What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?

On a quick review, I don’t think that I have done anything more important in my life.

We’re conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.

But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.

PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU SAID, ~BUT~THEY WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM FEEL.

You won’t get any big surprises if you share this story with other people. But, you might help make the world a little kinder and more compassionate by sending it on..

Thank you, my friend…

Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance.

Thank You, I Love You!
Eddie Lim

www.A-Healthcare.com
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It’s Not What You Gather, But What You Scatter That Tells What Kind Of Life You Live.

We Make A Living By What We Get; But We Make A Life By What We Give.

A friend recommended her relative to me for mind therapy last week. She was in a state of depression due to loss of control over her teenaged children. This is a story worth telling because it happens all the time without the person knowing that the children are fine and that it is the parent who needs help.

This sounds crazy! On one hand, the children are out of control, violent and abusive, on the other hand, it’s the parent who has the problem! Doesn’t make any sense, right?

This mother explained that her teenaged daughter has lost many mobile phones and was asking for a new one. She refused to buy for her because she anticipates that it will be lost again. Her son wanted to have a new phone too and she bought it for him as it was his first. The school regulations forbid students to bring mobile phones to classes but the son insists on bringing. In view of the disapproval, the son roped in the help of his granny who over-ride his mother’s instruction, causing much frustration. On the same morning, she discovered that her daughter had a tattoo on her butt, a warning that went unheeded.

In a heated moment, she lost her mind and went to the kitchen to take a cleaver (chopping knife) and wanted to kill both children. It was the boiling point that had bust. Luckily she was stopped in time by her sister.

I also found out that her husband had cheated on her before too, and that was also a trigger point. As she continued to tell me stories about her children, it became apparent that this lady didn’t know how to love herself. I simply asked if her mother loved her, and her eyes started to swell. She said no.

How can a person who has never experienced love, family love for all that mattered, be able to know how to love others? Since she never received any love, she never knew how to love. This poor lady never knew how to even love herself!

In the end, it seems the cheating husband was at fault, when it was because this lady didn’t know how to love the husband, and perhaps caused the husband to seek solace and love outside the family. Likewise for the children, who only knew the abuses and reprimanding from the mother grew up disobedient and disorderly, now that they are older. The cause of all the problems in the family was due to the ignorance of love by this woman. Yet, she insisted, in the beginning, that everyone else was the problem and she was unable to solve those problems. What an irony! Isn’t this a common event that happens in many families today?

The depression was so bad that she was unable to focus and concentrate for long. I took out my mirror and asked her to face herself and say “I love you” for a few times. It was difficult for her to utter the first word, but eventually she succeeded.

At the end of the conversation, her lips had turned red and her energy seemed to have returned. (She looked rather pale and her lips were white)

I gave her some homework to practice until our next session.

This conversation had demonstrated the power of love, even if it is spoken without feeling. This simple 4 letter word is able to bring life back before my very eyes. (Simply by the change in facial colors!)

My beckon to everyone :  Tell your loved ones that you love them, simply say “I love you”, before its too late.

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Follow the journey of a young boy, as he sees first hand the importance of respecting, honouring, and loving his parents, through the best and the worst of times. The latest installment of National Family Council’s Family campaign, Filial Piety: Father & Son revolves around the ups and downs of a three-generation household, with the heart and soul of the campaign captured by the line, “How one generation loves, the
next generation learns.”

SELF CLEANING WITH HO’OPONOPONO 1

Thank you! I Love You!

Eddie Lim

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As a society progresses, we sometimes forget the most fundamental responsibility that upholds the family. As I am in the health and homecare medical industry, I often see old folks abandoned by their children, left to age in old folks home or simply abandoned. Its not that the children cannot afford to take care of them, rather, its often excuses like, no time, no privacy or simply cannot stand the nagging of their aged parents.

In ancient Chinese culture, Xiao, or Filial Piety, is the basic teaching. There is a Chinese saying, “Out of a 100 charitable acts, being filial is the first on the list.” We were born from parents. We were brought up by parents. Everything was taken care of for us without any conditions by our parents. (Unless you were an orphan or abandoned when young) Ironically, once children grow up, they forget most, if not all that the parents had sacrificed for them unconditionally.

Remember the times when you were sick as a child? Do you remember the way our parents took care of us?

The western culture is such that the grown up child must leave the nest when they reach adulthood. The Chinese or asian cultures cultivates the cohesion of the family, better if all 3 generations live under one roof.

Sadly, modern couples are accustomed to build their own nest and sometimes neglect or forget about their parents.

Young people will get married, have children of their own, and eventually grow old themselves. How many of us actually think of getting old, when young? Old age is something that is far away. It is like a disease that will never come to us, and we never dare to think about it. Wake up. We all will grow old.

Wouldn’t it be nice that we can grow old in the company of loved ones and not die alone?

If you are still young, do start to think and do more for your parents, before it is too late.

Elaborate funerals are useless. A person who has died will never come back alive. Regrets will haunt the living.

May I hope that all children remember their parents and their sacrifices, regardless of how they brought us up, it is a time to forgive and seek forgiveness. Without them, we wouldn’t be here today, alive! No matter how bad we turn out to be, our parents will always love us, even if they didn’t show it.

Give your parents a hug today and say, “ I am sorry Mom / Dad, please forgive me for whatever wrong I have done. I love you.”

Before its too late…

Thank you. I love you.

Eddie Lim

www.A-healthcare.com

I was on a 2 week vacation in China visiting my in-laws with my family. My daughter wanted to travel by train, so we took an 18 hour ride from Shenzhen to Shanghai.

We shared a cubicle with 2 families; both mothers had a daughter each. The children were soon playing together and we parents started to indulge in idle chat.

I soon noticed that the 4 year old girl was very aggressive. She was demanding food and water from her mother and grabbing things that don’t belong to her.

The shocking part was that she actually used foul language and spat at us adults when her demands were net met! She constantly bit her mother’s arms too. This was the action of a 4 years old child!

Children are innocent, they learn from their parents. As her mother saw the discipline in our daughter, she began to ask our teaching method as she too wanted to find a better way to teach her child.

“You need to change yourself first.” My wife said. It seems this mother has a husband who doesn’t seem to care about the family, quarrels were frequent and the child ended up being hurt. The child spent most of the time in from of the TV set while the mother does the housework. Mother and child could actually remember the TV commercials.

A family without complete love creates victims. The innocent child is left to absorb the aggression and hurt. They are reflected in her response to the mother. If both mother and father focused on loving the child instead of bickering, none of these would have happened. If both parents had learnt to love themselves, they would not have any quarrels. Simply put, a lack of love created all these mess.

Is it that difficult to love thyself?

Try this method:

Look at your eyes in the mirror and say “ I love myself very very much.” For 30 times. This will invoke the love within. You might feel a sour feeling in your heart and it is a sign of the love energy fighting the complacent mind.

Next:

To erase the energy behind the inerasable memories causing the inexplicable actions of aggression and anger, repeat the following:

I’m sorry. Please forgive me. Thank you. I love you! ( at least 300 times a day, the more the merrier)

It is so simple, and it definitely works.

May everyone be happy.

Thank You. I Love You!

Eddie Lim

I was at a shopping centre one evening and I saw a man carrying a backpack with an antenna sticking out. As I walked closer, I discovered that the antenna was in fact a thin cane with a little hook. This cane is a special tool for beating children and is available in most market places. Glancing towards the little child in the pram, my heart starts to ache.

It is very common in Singapore to see parents punishing children with canes. They leave 2 thin parallel red lines on the flesh and the pain is excruciating. I was caned everyday when I was a child.

Adults forget that they too were once children. Playfulness is often interpreted as disobedience and should be countered with capital punishment. Hard core prisoners are caned with the rottan cane in prisons here. The cycle is vicious. As parents were once brought up under the cane punishment method, they are automatically inclined to follow the same method to discipline their children.

A battered child will most likely have parents who were battered when they were children. So, why can’t we stop the inhumane disciplinary method of canning? The common reply is, if I don’t cane the child, they will not listen to me and behave themselves. Let’s look at the way children are programmed to misbehave and do the opposite of what their parents want of them.

Children do not understand the difference between right or wrong, they are taught and conditioned by their parents. So naturally, they sometimes do the “wrong” things that “anger” their parents. When the capital punishment is carried out, this is what is commonly said as each lash is inflicted on the tender skin of the poor child:

“Why did you tell lies?”

“I told you so many times that you cannot steal!”

“Do you still dare to talk back to me?”

“I dare you to do it again!”

“See if you dare to disobey me again!”

“Why do you bully your classmate?”

“Why are you so lazy and stupid?”

As each cane is lashed onto the child, a state of shock blankets the mind, emptiness. Then the instructions gets into the mind, and the mind registers the last few words. Look at the words in bold and underlined. Each time the mind goes blank; these words are grilled into the mind. So, the child repeats the same actions, tell lies, steal, talk back, do it again, disobey orders, bully others, become lazy and stupid etc. And each time they are punished, they are instilled the same negative programs, much like hypnotism. Yet, we say, spare the rod and spoil the child…

These repeated lashings will ultimately have serious consequences in the child when he becomes an adult.

Sadly, its not the parents fault either as they were brought up the same way!
Why do parents beat their children? Because of discipline, to instill goodness etc… The intention is good, but look at the way we teach…using punishment. Children cannot defend themselves. They can only protest silently and create fever, asthma, allergies, cancer etc; They grow up releasing their hurt and anger onto others. Some even kill their parents when they become teenagers. What an irony!

If you have been beating your children, please stop and look at yourself when you were a child. Did you like being beaten? We were all children once; let our child within enjoy happiness. We have lost our childhood, don’t make life a living hell for our children. There are many ways to discipline a child, the best is with LOVE and PATIENCE! For more information on child discipline, please write to me.

Here’s a lovely song to calm your anger

Thank you, I Love You!

Eddie Lim

Many interesting events took place lately. One of my friends had a heart attack, was warded in the ICU (intensive Care Unit) for 8 days during which his heart stopped 4 times.

Another friend was also hospitalized due to a leg infection, which caused his entire right limb to swell to twice the normal size.

Another customer of mine had a growth on her throat that prevented her from breathing and eating properly.

Heart Attack Case : John (not his real name) suffered a heart attack and was rushed to the A&E department, a balloon was inserted to one of his blocked arteries but another was still blocked. He went into a coma for 8 days and he kept saying, “I died 4 times.” Now he is awaiting his bypass operation in 2 weeks time. He also had a strange low blood count problem which the doctors could not diagnose the cause.

The human heart is a symbolic figure representing love. If you have a broken relationship or someone you love dearly dies, you will feel “heartache”. John’s family didn’t visit him during his entire stay in the hospital. He kept saying his wife and 2 sons were so very busy with meetings and work. He refused to be discharged while waiting for his bypass operation 2 weeks away because nobody was at home to take care of him. He has been working all these years fulfilling his role as a bread winner, always sacrificing for others, except himself. His wish was to go overseas to do missionary work, which he could not find the time to do.

Where’s the problem? I told him, he is angry that his family didn’t love him, or else they would be with him in hospital. Doing missionary work was an excuse to run away from his family and to seek love elsewhere. His low blood count is a sigh that he is tired of living a life devoid of love. His eyes became teary after listening to my analysis.

He wanted to complete the bypass operation as soon as possible so that he could return to work. I told him the surgeon would need to saw away 3 rib bones and he needed to recuperate for 3-6 months, and he had to bear the immense pain for 1 month. I asked if he would like to create a miracle to heal without the bypass surgery. He was reluctant initially until the doctor confirmed the healing process and the pain that followed.

After following my instructions for 3 minutes, he immediately commented that he had a strange cool feeling throughout his body and he felt energized! (Email me at : advanced.healthcare.sg@gmail.com if you want to know the process)

He has 2 weeks… Until then, lets all pray and wish him success.

Leg Swelling Case : My buddy Fong works across the border in Malaysia. His leg swelled to twice the normal size and he went to the hospital for treatment. He was hospitalized for 5 days when I visited him. I asked him if he wanted to use my method, since the antibiotics and IV drips weren’t working at all. He replied that he has money in his Medisave account and wants to use it (since it can never be withdrawn ~ our government policy), and that he has personalized “service”, nurses to attend to his needs etc.

10 days later, I revisited him, and his swelling had reduced a little. He looked listless and sad. His 2 children only came to see him once. His wife came a few times but he didn’t really care, he said “That’s not the type I love I wanted”.

Where’s the problem? He was a mind therapist like me, yet he created this sickness as a desperate cry to receive love and attention from his family, without success. I asked if he know the difference between “Loneliness” and “Aloneness” and he laughed, because he used the same phrase many times on his clients! There was a sudden gaze in his eyes as he fought to control his tears. “Even if the world doesn’t love you, you can still love yourself!” I said again.

He then agreed to accept my treatment method. (Email me at : advanced.healthcare.sg@gmail.com if you want to know the process)

These 2 cases were similar; both of them were looking for love. They forgot to love themselves. So, it is not the family member’s fault for not showing love to them, as they didn’t know how to love themselves in the first place! The more you give, the more you get! You don’t give, you don’t get!

Lump in Throat Case: This old Indian lady was panting when I visited her in her house, a feeding tube was attached to her nose and she was coughing continuously due to the phlegm (caused by the liquid milk). The lump on the throat was pressing on the throat.

Her son had wanted to buy an Oxygen Concentrator from me, to help his mother breathe more easily. Instead, I came to offer my assistance.

I asked if the old lady had difficulty expressing her views and often kept her sorrow and frustrations to herself. Her son replied that the mother was a meek lady and is often afraid to speak her mind.

I asked for a mirror and got the old lady to look at herself, and to repeat “ I love myself very very much” After about 20 times she stopped and tears started to stream down from her eyes. I turned to her son and said, that this is the cause of the all the problems.

I prescribed a method to her and the son, and that the old lay WILL become better in 7 days. (No Ifs or Buts.)

3 days later, I called to ask about her progress and the son was exhilarated! The old lady was now able to breathe properly. I encouraged them and wished them success.

I had lost my Oxygen Concentrator sale…

But the old lady recovered. Now, that’s a good “sale”!

Please remember to love ourselves.

We owe our body too much after all these years of neglect and abuse.

Let’s not wait till we need the hospital to do a major overhaul of our bodies.

All it takes is a little LOVE!

Thank you. I love you!

Eddie Lim

An ad in the news :

“Life is short, have an affair.”

“Join for free and have an affair…Guaranteed!”

What a strange ad! I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw this article as reported in a news website.

A site that promotes adultery and profits from encouraging an individual to commit a moral misadventure.

I am no moral policeman and I do not give right or wrong judgments, but use our common sense, why does society have marriages in the first place?  Would you allow your spouse to be shared by others? We human have rules, and while some say rules are meant to be broken, common sense tells us that it is necessary to maintain order in our lives. When a couple has dark secrets, eventually they break apart. It will be the children who suffer ultimately.

For example, committing incest; if anyone says this is alright, and the world allows it, we will have a new generation of genetically defective children. If everyone chooses to marry the same sex, then, we have no next generation. Isn’t it all about common sense?

But why are all these so called anti-social behavior being conducted by people? Would we so call “normal” people truly understand why people commit crimes, commit adultery and incest?

A stranger called me yesterday and sought help. He actually kept a news article about me published last November 2009. He was 31, and has been in depression ever since his divorce 2 years ago. He is working in Singapore while his wife and son were back in China. He worked very hard to “earn” money to provide for his family and had been faithful. Soon, he heard from his mother that his wife had ran off with another man and requested a divorce. He was full of bitterness and anger and self pity and blame.

In normal circumstances, it would seem that it is the fault of the woman, who, because of loneliness, decided to look for a new man. The husband, although he had provided monetary and material responsibilities to his wife, wasn’t able to be with her as he was overseas. Is this justification to a broken marriage?

I asked about his childhood and discovered that he lost his granny when he was 7 years old. The granny’s death was a big trauma to him as she was the closest to him and loved him dearly. The granny, not surprisingly, had a bubbly and extrovert personality similar to his wife. This guy actually had actually married a woman that resembled his granny. He never truly loved her. He was looking for his granny!  He made her undergo 9 abortions too. This wife was also mean to him and his old widowed mother.

I next asked him to look at himself in the mirror and repeat the words “I love you very, very much.” On the 6^th attempt, he began to sob. He had never loved himself at all. This experiment has caused his heart to ache!

“Do you understand why your wife left you now?” I asked him. “But I gave her money, never womanized! I worked so hard for her!” he replied. “That’s called (SACRIFICE), not love.” I said.

If a person has never loved himself, how on earth can he love anyone else? How does he know how to even love another?

Sensing his despair, I told him to love his mother, who is more important because we only have 1 mother! We cannot collect milk that has been spilled. What matters most is what have we learned from the spilled milk. Why did we spill it, what caused the spill! So, the next time, we have learned our lesson and the milk will not be spilled again. Life is a journey of learning to overcome problems. If we remain in a state of self pity and victimhood, we can never walk out of the despair and misery engulfing us. There is nothing outside us, only us. This means, no matter what happens to others; it is our experience that we feel. When we get angry with others, the other person will never know or feel our anger! Only we ourselves experience the anger and the toxins and eventually die of physical sicknesses caused by the angry toxins.

In his case, losing his wife was a blessing in disguise as his mother could die of anger because of the wife!

“Even as the whole world has forsaken you and doesn’t love you, you can still love yourself!” I quoted from a friend who survived cancer.

Learn to love yourself and get on with your life, meet new challenges and transform your life. Using the Ho’oponopono method, I told him to recite the words “I’m sorry, please forgive me, thank you, I love you.”

He had become a happier person with just 1 telephone call. I’m happy too

Thank You! I Love you!

Eddie Lim