Our body needs rest and proper sleep to detox itself, repair itself and regenerate new cells. However, most modern human beings living in cities do not have enough rest. We work all day long, and when it comes to resting time, we either spend it on watching TV, late night shopping, eating, and drinking at the pups, entertaining ourselves and others.

Talk about enjoyment, which is actually bringing us closer to our graves. All these activities are fine. It is we, who made the decisions to indulge in them. Ignorance about the harms of such activities doesn’t bring bliss. They bring stroke, heart attacks, hypertension, cancers and much more complications than you can imagine.

Think about it… After all these late night activities, are we really happy? How do we feel the next day? Isn’t it the same as before? What if you have a hangover from too much alcohol? How about eating the wrong stuff that your stomach becomes upset?

We abuse our bodies to gain happiness and pleasure and relaxation? The equation doesn’t sum up…

I am not a moral policeman and will not teach people how to run their lives. However, let’s love ourselves and our bodies a bit more. Realize the silly and harmful things that we are doing to ourselves. Give ourselves a little more love and concern. Give it time to rest. We are actually saving the earth!

Think of our happiness, our parents, our friends, relatives etc. When was the last time we said nice things we said to another? When was the last time we did a kind act to others? Even when we are stress by work, relationships, and other “uncontrollable circumstances”, we can stop and give it a thought, where’s the love? Will all these stress “KILL” us? Will we die because we lose our jobs, partners, and the things we like?

Understand that reality in our eyes are actually illusions, they don’t really exist. Stress and enjoyment too, doesn’t really exist, so are happiness and sadness. Nothing is ever permanent; they come and go based on conditions.

Let go. When you have no thoughts, true bliss and relaxation comes. Sleep will come.

If you find the mind part too complicated, take 2 fistfuls of green (mung) beans, boil a pot of water, about 2 small cups of water, and when it is boiling, throw in the beans. Boil for 7 minutes exactly, not a minute more. Remove it from the fire and drain the water. It is now a nice transparent green color liquid. Let it cool, and drink a cup of this liquid at 10.30pm, before you sleep. This timing is important as it will allow the medicinal properties of the green beans to react with our liver, which is a major contributor to insomnia.

This is a traditional Chinese Medical cure. Insomnia is largely due to a heated liver, and that energy rises to the head, causing more thoughts, and we cannot relax in our head. Green beans liquid helps cool the liver and detox it.

It really works. Try it. Be happy about being able to sleep!

Thank you! I Love You!

Eddie Lim

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As a practitioner in Natural remedies and therapies, I often meet people with “terrible” diseases, like cancers, HIV, Lupus etc. While cancers seemed to top the list, it is actually not an external disease, like being infected by outside viruses or bacteria.

Most people will know someone who has cancers or some form of terminal diseases. Some recovered after treatments but the problem reoccurred some time later. So, if there was truly a cure, it should, theoretically disappear for good.

Who actually cures the patient? Is it the doctor, the medicine or what? Let’s not mention the transplants or surgical removal of body parts. When a person suffers a cut on the skin, who does the healing? It’s the human cells that do the work, in regenerating cells. We, not the medication, do the healing. With the aid of medicine, our body works faster in recovering, or is it really so?

I strongly advocate natural foods as medicine, as virtually all conventional medicine are poisons.

Why did we fall sick in the first place? Do we actually notice that it took a long time for us to fall ill? Sure, there are self medications, like what the ads promote, pop a pill for stuffy nose, pop a pill for back ache etc. Did we ever ask ourselves why we ignore the signals the body gives us, as a symptom of an impending illness?

We are too busy, too afraid, can’t be bothered, or simply ignorant. Well, ignorance isn’t bliss, it can kill us!

If you are happy, you will not be stressed. If you are not stressed, you will not fall sick.

Ask yourself this simple question: Am I really happy?

If you cannot answer with an immediate and confident “YES”, be prepared. You are heading for a potential disaster!

Why are you not happy? I bet there will be 1001 reasons, maybe even more.

Is being happy that difficult?

Is it really true that you are unhappy?

Or is it your attachments to your thoughts that are making you unhappy?

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Start inquiring your thoughts. Are they real? Can they really do that much damage?

The answer lies in our own self discovery. If you make the efforts, you will overcome every obstacles.

Most importantly, start thinking about how happy you can and will be. Its only a mental process, but it works.

May you be well and happy!

Share Your Happiness

Thank you. I Love You!

Eddie Lim

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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 came across a TV show about a multi-millionaire masquerading as an unemployed person on welfare. He was given only USD46 to spend for a week. The intention was to seek out people to help.

This guy has never been poor in his life, and it was a challenge to disguise as a common man, taking buses and living in a run down motel in the suburbs of Las Vegas, the side that tourists will never get to see.

Having to live in a Cockroach infested room was indeed a challenge for him. So he got to work to pay for his room. Manual labour was tough for him but he did it willingly as the camera was on him.

His first stop was at a community centre, where a middle aged lady runs a charity shop for the poor people. He volunteered and helped the lady to pack and clean all the donated food and daily necessities, all for the poor people. He learned that this lady got pregnant at 13, was into drugs and got arrested many times. She had lost her family and was under a lot of hardship herself, growing up in this neighborhood. It was her way to help people like herself that she operated this community centre.

His second stop was at a centre run by 2 ladies for teenagers. The teens are homeless, so they provide lodgings, food and clothes until they managed to find their own living. The sad part was that they were forced to move in 60 days as their building was sold. They were in difficulties as they were unable to find a new building with limited donations. This millionaire helped out for a day, and as he got to know the stories behind some of the teens, he cried.

His third stop was along the streets where he chanced upon a 16 year old on a wheelchair, “wheelboarding”! normal kids skateboard, this child was flipping in his wheelchair! When asked about is condition, he was full of life and had a dream to help other kids like him find a purpose in life, wheelboarding was a way to prove to himself that he is normal and not handicapped and his wish is to set up a company that can make special wheelchairs for wheelboarding.  His name was Wheels and his way of optimism was that he has wheels to move while others got to walk!

This millionaire’s aim was to give out USD 100,000.00 to the most worthy person in need of help. So, on the last day, he came to the community centre, dressed in his usual coat and riding his limo. It was a strange expression on the lady’s face as he explained that he was actually a multi-millionaire in disguise. He said it would be a blessing and a privilege for him if she would accept his gift of USD 30,000.00 to help in her cause. She was elated!

Next, he found the boy on wheelchair and gave him USD 20,000.00.

Lastly, the 2 women who were so depressed that they could not continue their work of helping the homeless teens, were crying with joy when he presented them with USD100,000.00! It was indeed the best miracle they never thought would happen to them, especially in a small community like theirs. Everyone cried. Somehow, it was so touching.

What matters was the undying love to help the less fortunate. This millionaire gave more than he planned, it was not the amount that he had given, rather, it was the love that he had found, the unfortunate people he had met and the spirit of love that people sacrifice, a strong believe that they can offer the love and hope to the less fortunate. To these people, it was a miracle that a stranger turned millionaire overnight would give them the help they needed most. To the millionaire, it was a blessing for him to encounter such people that changed his life forever.

To be able to give is a blessing. To the receiver, it is a miracle! It doesn’t matter if the amount is little; it’s the love that matters! Let’s all share our love and miracles with everyone around us. We all live under the same roof, called the sky, our home is mother earth and we are all family, regardless of race, religion or color!

Nick Vujicic: Life Without Limbs – CBN.com

Thank 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

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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

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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.

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

Got milk? Milk is good for you, your mommy says. Heck, all the ads on TV says that, including the doctors! It gives additional calcium, protein and energy, promotes growth etc….or does it?

I’ve been encouraging people to stop drinking milk. Use your common sense, do you see human adults drinking human breast milk? No, only human babies do.

Do adult cows drink milk? No! They eat GOD KNOWS WHAT nowadays….definitely not grass.

So, where’s the logic of humans drinking cow or goat or tiger milk for all that matters? Cow’s milk are meant for baby cows. Not humans.

Milk is dangerous, it causes bone loss. It also causes CANCER!

If you have pain in the joints, keep away from milk and see the difference.

The following is a compelling piece of news that you should view before you make any decisions on milk. It really is bad, very bad!

So the next time you drink milk, remember that the cow is your second mummy!

Thank you! I Love You!

Eddie Lim

A pretty young lady approached me lately for business collaboration. Ideas were flowing and as I was listening to her stories and ideas, a sudden feeling of sadness overcame me. It was my inspiration or Divine or higher-self, whatever you call it, expressing her actual state of mind. Her heart seemed to be crying out with pain.

I took a chance to ask her about her childhood, if she was happy. Her expression changed, it was like a sudden swerve from her topic into a painful past. She revealed that indeed, she hardly saw her parents and was brought up by her granny.

Many times, when a person appears overly enthusiastic, confident, optimistic etc, it could be a disguise to escape or cover the hidden pain or hurt that was probably “forgotten”. However, these little strains of pain actually trickle into the conscious mind and distract the daily actions or plans, making the person do crazy things, or causing disruptions and failures by attracting the wrong people. Do you notice that sometimes, bad situations seem to repeat themselves over time?

It is therefore necessary to come to terms with one’s own past experiences and memories to accept the hurt, pain or negative programming, and move on with life. The past is over and will never come back. Thinking of the past is like rubbing salt over a wound. But how do we stop the memories hurting us?

By accepting and acknowledging them! Yes, its that simple. Learn from the past, what not to do wrong again. It is normal to accuse others or things for our misfortune. Excuses aren’t going to help in healing our pain and miseries. Moving forward, making a fresh start and make a vow, not to repeat the mistake. Its like when we were in school, the teachers would make us do corrections when we did our schoolwork wrongly.

It’s the same with our life. We make corrections along our journey of life and make it better. Nothing is too late if we do it NOW.

A thinker for you: If the God of Death came today and tells you to follow him, are you ready to go? If your answer is yes, then congratulations, you have lived a life of no regrets.

I do think the majority of us would be petrified of the idea of leaving this world suddenly. Why aren’t we ready to “go”? Make a list of the reasons why. Perhaps you forgot to meet your goals, make your first million, say sorry to the people you had hurt before, how about telling your mom and dad that you love them etc.  Fulfill them today.

These are the obstacles to your life and if we didn’t clear them now, we will really die with regrets when the time comes, which can be anytime. What else can be more important than being alive?

Life is a wonderful journey, without knowing bittiness, how can we enjoy the sweetness?

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