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Number eight

After I had published my book last year I read that Nelson Mandela’s prison number had been 46664. Even here we can we see that his life lesson number eight from his numerological profile played an important role during his life imprisonment. The addition of all the numbers of 46664 equals number eight (4+6+6+6+4=26 and 2+6=8).

(Excerpt from book Invisible Cloak)

➢ Life lesson number

Mandela was born on July 18, 1918. His life lesson number is number eight.

7+18+1918=1943 and 1+9+4+3=17 and 1+7=8

As you can see from table Number symbolism and analogous chemical/physical facts and principles, the metaphysical attributes of number eight include: transfiguration will take place through repetition and strength leading to responsibility and power.

Mandela’s life lessons are also intertwined with his life experiences. Mandela had to learn to overcome all obstacles and to succeed in his battle with oppressive authorities, which would ultimately lead him to responsibility and power. The number eight corresponds with important events, places, and numerological profile numbers of people with whom Mandela had a close relationship.

Crest Night Effects - Part XVIII

Today, I would like to summarize the results of my Crest Night Effects experience. As the situation is now, my teeth were damaged by Crest Night Effects, I received a misdirected and faulty examination at the UW Dental Clinic, and afterwards I was charged for an examination that should have never taken place.

At the end of November 2007, I wrote a letter to the UW in which I stated my concerns about the misdirected and faulty examination and a billing that I consider unjust. As of this day I haven’t received a reply from the UW, but since that day I haven’t received any other letters from the collection agency.

For the past few months I followed more closely news article about medical mistakes and how hospitals will handle the billing process. One article stated that hospitals will tear up bills for medical mistakes. The article was written on January 29th in the Seattle Times. In the article I read the following: ‘”If we can avoid adding insult to injury where patients have been affected by an adverse event, then we’re taking a step that is right,” said Dr. Brian Wicks, president of the state Medical Association.’ I felt the insult to injury as well.

Writers’ acknowledgments of merit

Since the start of the strike of the Writers Guild of America, which began on November 5th, I felt empathy with their cause. I certainly can understand that the writers strive for a fair and reasonable deal that acknowledges their merits in proportion to the new methods and ways of how the entertainment industry receives its income and profit. Just to show my support, I reduced my writings on my blog site, too.

In addition, the past few months were quite enlightening. I published my book through Lulu.com, but so far only three people have bought my book as per the accounting records from Lulu.com. Shortly after I had published my book, three people bought my book. Two of them I know personally. Quite a few people told me in October, November and December that they were interested in my book and that they wanted to buy it, but no additional sales credits have been reported to my account at Lulu.com.

Since I found this a bit odd, I sent an email to Lulu.com inquiring about this issue. I mentioned in my email that a computer glitch, which is quite common nowadays, could be the cause of accounting errors. At the moment, I don’t know whether three sold books is in fact the accurate account.

To get to the bottom of this issue, I’m withdrawing the sale of my book at Lulu.com. In case you bought my book, I ask you to inform me and give me the Lulu order number so that I can supply it to Lulu.com.

In the meantime, I’m working on getting my ISBN number so that I can offer my book through other book channels too. And I still have to work on my German translation, which I had put on a back-burner because I wasn’t in a translation mood either.

So, now I wish you a happy and prosperous New Year, and a joyous path of self-determination and self-actualization.

Book - Invisible Cloak now online available

The time has arrived. After years of perseverance, self-determination, and self-reliance I published my first non-fiction book Invisible Cloak: Know Thyself!-The Woven Thought Design.

Besides sharing important knowledge about a concept that most likely pertains to us all, you’ll find a chapter on Albert Einstein, Bill Gates, Nelson Mandela, and Oprah Winfrey in it. I not only discovered a numerical pattern in my life but in theirs as well.

This book is now online available at the Lulu market place. You’ll also find additional info on my new website http://woventhoughtdesign.com.

http://www.lulu.com/content/1201372

Invisible Cloak front and back

Public services

As mentioned in my article “Book - Invisible Cloak,” I’ve sent a copy of my manuscript to the Library of Congress, Copyright Office, in Washington DC. For the registration of the copyright, the package included a check for $45.00.

Since I never received a “Return Receipt” (United States Postal Service provides a green postcard with the recipient’s actual signature by mail) from the post office, which I had requested and paid for when I sent the package to the Library of Congress, I started to ask myself why I had not received the green postcard. Therefore I contacted the post office and inquired about the whereabouts of the green card. The postal clerk told me that they have no way of knowing why I have not received the green card. But the postal clerk gave me a printed copy of the scanned recipient’s actual signature from the original card. The postal clerk told me that this copy is proof that the Post Office delivered my package to the Copyright Office.

In addition to this inconsistency comes the fact that my check, which was included in the package, has not cleared my bank account. The post office’s record states that the package was delivered on 23rd August. Now, three weeks later, my check still hasn’t been cashed.

I actually tried to contact the Copyright Office by phone this week, but I couldn’t get in contact with anyone. One time, when someone answered the phone, a person just said a name and hung up. That seemed very strange to me.

I don’t know whether they are so busy at this office so that they don’t have time to take calls. I just know that it is frustrating not being able to voice concerns because nobody is available to answer questions.

A creative way to quit smoking

Yesterday, I read an article about the damaging effects that the carcinogens in cigarettes have on women, and the stories of four women who quit the habit and became nonsmokers. Today, I read in my hometown’s newspaper that a smoking ban is enacted, covering all public transportations and government agencies in Germany. Even in Germany, smokers are less welcomed.

Since I know from first-hand how hard it is to quit smoking, I like to share my own story so that you learn of another stop-smoking trick. This creative way certainly worked for me. Now, I’m a non-smoker for over 10 years.

It all started in early 1996 when I came down with a severe bronchitis. I couldn’t smoke a cigarette for about three weeks; breathing and smoking was just too painful. After the bronchitis was gone, I decided that I wanted to quit smoking. Therefore I thought of a method that would ease the nicotine withdrawal and break the habit of holding a cigarette in my hand.

First and foremost, I decided that I never again wanted to inhale nicotine smoke from a lit cigarette. Though I kept on lighting a cigarette for about three quarter of a year, I never again fully inhaled the smoke. I only lit the cigarette and smoked it like a pipe without inhaling the smoke. This method already changed the taste of smoking. The cigarette itself tasted pretty nasty. Since the taste of the cigarette itself was so disgusting, I lit less and less cigarettes during the withdrawal process. Over time I weaned myself away from a nicotine addiction and broke free of a smoking routine, and eventually stopped altogether.

I haven’t smoked a cigarette for over 10 years. I used to love it, but now I neither like the smell of it nor do I have any cravings for it. And my taste and smell sense are now much better than they were when I had been a smoker.

Keep in mind, if you really like to quit smoking, it actually starts with the conscious decision to quit smoking. Thereafter, you will have to find a method that accommodates your way of changing habits, and the commitment of following through with it. As so many others have done it, including myself, it’s doable.

Fatoumata’s annual progress report

Recently, I received a letter from a World Vision worker, which included the 2007 annual progress report for Fatoumata, a picture of her, and a drawing made by Fatoumata. Due to privacy concerns, I’ll not display a picture of Fatoumata on the web site. But I can show you how the report looks like. As you can see from the report below, the information given is in regards to her health, school activities, her hobbies and contribution to her family life.

Fatoumata 2007 profile report

Common sense laws and parking laws in Seattle

Last Friday while parking my car on a street in Ballard, a small suburb of Seattle, I was confronted with a parking situation, which most of us know all too well. Who hasn’t experienced that someone takes your parking spot, though you’ve been first in line. Since the person, who took my parking spot, acted in such a rude and reckless way, I confronted her as soon as she had done it.

I waited on the street for a car to leave the parking spot on my left. I left enough space on my right side so that other cars could pass without having to wait for me getting into that parking spot. The car was parked in an angle on the left side of the street. When I waited for a couple minutes for a parking spot, no other car had been behind or next to me. When the person in the parked car drove backwards to get out of the parking spot, another car came up behind me, and the driver stopped on my right and waited next to me, parallel to my car.

I thought that she had stopped her car so that the driver of the parked car could drive safely backwards onto the street. But as soon the driver of the parked car was on the street and drove forward, she sped into the parking spot. As soon she had done that, I got out of my car, knocked on her window, before she could leave her car, to get her attention. But she already knew that I was there.

The conversation in general went something like this. She opened the door and asked me not to knock vigorously on her window. I asked her to move her car because she had taken my parking spot. Her reply was that she had made an “honest mistake,” but since I had knocked vigorously on her window, she wouldn’t move her car. Additionally, she said that she would have moved her car if I had asked her without knocking vigorously on the window, and that this would teach me a lesson. I think you know by now how I felt.

She left her car with a book in her hand and went into a store or restaurant across the parking spot. Afterwards I got into my car and parked my car behind her car. I asked several people on the street whether there is a parking law that states that there is also a ‘right of way’ for parking incidents. The few people I asked told me that there is no ‘right of way’ law, and they suggested that I park my car elsewhere.

I wasn’t satisfied with their answer. Common sense told me that this woman had taken my parking spot and on top of everything had acted rudely and recklessly. Actually, she could have caused an accident. If I had begun to drive my car at the same time, when she sped her car into my parking spot, our cars would have collided. Due to her reckless and dangerous behavior I took notes of her car and the cars parked next to it. I thought that someone else must have seen her in her actions. Suddenly she appeared on the street again, and she asked me whether I wanted her to move her car. I asked her again to move her car out of the parking spot. Thereafter she parked her car elsewhere.

Later that day when I saw a parking enforcement car, I took the opportunity and inquired about the parking laws in Seattle. The officer not only told me that their is a ‘right of way’ parking law, he showed me the rule in his booklet. But he made it clear that this law applies only to parking on the streets of Seattle. I personally think that this is a common sense law. If you see a car waiting for a parking spot, you don’t recklessly seize that parking spot neither on a street nor private parking lot at a mall.

So, now you know that there is a ‘right of way’ parking law on the streets of Seattle, but if no officer is around, who will help you to enforce this law, you might be out of luck.

Eartha Kitt at Jazz Alley in Seattle

For many years now, I’m living a far too isolated life in the Seattle area. Since I’m not working for a company, my social contacts are very limited. In addition, I’m not only single and without any family in this area, I’ve not met anyone with whom I could imagine wanting to be in a close relationship. Though I love to go out, attending concerts and other artistic performances, I stopped doing that after a while. But last Saturday afternoon, out of the spur of the moment, I visited the web site from Dimitriou’s Jazz Alley in Seattle.

When I read that Eartha Kitt, who is 80 years old, would perform that evening, I had to buy me a ticket. I’ve heard her name quite often, though I wasn’t familiar with her performances. And it was quite an enlightening evening. I think she is an inspiration to all the people who think age is no barrier and more than a frail vessel.

When Eartha left the stage, she walked by me and for a short moment she paused right next to me. I was so stunned so that I was speechless; I couldn’t say a ton at that moment. I wish I could have said to her that she is an inspiration. The whole purpose of me attending her performance had been to pay tribute to her that evening.

The next day I read her biography. To my surprise I read that her professional carrier took a setback in the United States, after she had expressed her political opinion about the Vietnam War. She was blacklisted for about 10 years in the U.S. While professionally exiled from the U.S., she performed overseas. At the end her persistence, resilience, and outstanding performances paid off, she made her professional comeback in the U.S. with a Broadway musical in 1978.

Special caution with candles and tea lights

We all know that we must take extra precautions when handling candles. They can easily fall over and accidentally ignite a fire. Therefore we’re already aware of their danger. But what about a candle or tea light containing a special ingredient that makes it extremely flammable? First of all, it shouldn’t be in the candle or tea light. Secondly, you never suspect that something is wrong with it until something unusual happens. This happened to me last year on Christmas.

I had bought a bag of tea lights at Ikea in Renton in summer of 2006. Though these candles are already in a metal container, I always place them in another glass container before lighting them. The container is a glass salt, which I had bought at a glass studio close by my place. When I lit these tea lights, I thought that nothing bad could happen. But I was in for a surprise.

Glass salt

The days before and during Christmas time, I always placed three tea lights on a window-sill in front of one of my kitchen windows. In the evening I lit the candles and let them burn down. Sometimes I went to bed, while the candles were still burning. I wasn’t aware that some of the tea lights were extremely flammable. And why should I?In the evening of Christmas day, December 25, I placed three tea lights in front of my window and lit them. While I watched TV, the candles were burning. I believe it was between 9 and 10 PM, when I heard a loud cracking sound coming from my kitchen. Since I had never heard this sound before in my apartment, I got up to see what this is all about.

When I walked into the kitchen, I saw thick black smoke covering my window. Additionally, I noticed that the tea light on the furthest right was engulfed in flames. It certainly didn’t burn like a regular tea light, and the glass salt was hot like a burning oven. At that moment I had no doubt that something must have been wrong with the tea light. I extinguished the fire and left the glass salt, with the tea light in it, sitting on the window-sill because it was too hot to handle.

The following morning I examined more precisely the damage. Firstly, I noticed that the glass of the window had a crack on the far right side. That’s why I had heard the cracking sound the previous evening. Secondly, when I picked up the glass salt, I saw a round burn mark on the window-sill, where I had placed the glass salt. The glass salt container had become so hot the previous evening that it had left a burn mark.

Right away I called Ikea and told a service manager what had happened. The manager asked me to bring whatever was left of the tea light to their office. The substance remaining in the metal container of the tea light was not like the usual wax. It was a thick black crumbled substance. The manager asked me, to leave, what was left of the tea light, with their office, and she told me that Ikea would pay for the repair of the glass window and window-sill. And they did. Ikea paid for the repair of my glass window, window-sill, and reimbursed me for the cost of the bag of tea lights.

I still would like to know, what kind of ingredient had been in the tea light or its metal container. It must have been a highly flammable substance burning with extremely high temperature. Only an extremely high temperature caused the thick glass salt to become so hot that I couldn’t touch it after I had extinguished the fire.

Fortunately, I’d been at home and not sleeping when the fire broke out. Up to that time, I had thought that a tea light would not pose a grave danger. However, this experience taught me otherwise.