My journey into numerology and self-discovery began at a point where I, like many of you, felt a deep longing for understanding and clarity in life. 

After experiencing setbacks and failures in my rugby career  and facing financial challenges post-college , I found myself questioning my path and searching for deeper meaning. 

What I desired most was to uncover a path that not only aligned with my passions but also provided me with a sense of fulfillment, purpose and abundance. 

Externally, I wanted to help others navigate their own journeys of self-discovery through numerology .

Internally, I struggled with doubts  about whether I could truly make an impact and find success in a field that blends spirituality with practical guidance. 

The turning point came when I realized that traditional avenues of career success  weren't fulfilling my deeper aspirations.

I felt stuck and frustrated with the limitations of my current opportunities , yearning for something that resonated more profoundly with my values and beliefs. 

My epiphany came when I discovered numerology as a transformative tool for personal growth and understanding. 

It was a moment of clarity where I saw how numbers could unlock hidden truths about ourselves and guide us towards greater self-awareness and fulfillment. 

I committed myself to learning everything I could about numerology , from its historical roots to its practical applications in modern life.

My plan involved studying under mentors , diving deep into ancient wisdom , and refining my understanding through practical application with clients. 

Along the way, I encountered skepticism from others who didn't understand the depth of numerology  or its potential to bring about profound personal transformation. 

I faced internal doubts  about whether I could truly help others navigate their life paths effectively.

Ultimately, through perseverance and dedication , I began to see tangible results as clients experienced breakthroughs  in their understanding of themselves and their relationships.

This achievement solidified my belief in numerology as a powerful tool for personal and spiritual growth. :

Through this journey, I underwent a profound transformation myself.

I let go of doubts and fears that had held me back  and embraced a new identity as a guide and facilitator of personal growth.

The journey was not just about achieving external goals but about becoming someone who could help others find their own paths to fulfillment and self-discovery.  

I was sitting alone in my living room, the room barely lit, the only light coming from a single, flickering candle on the table.

The house was quiet; I could hear the faint hum of the fridge and my own breathing, steady but tense. 

Outside, the rain began to patter on the windows, each drop like a gentle tap reminding me of what I was trying to ignore. 

I had hit rock bottom.

Everything felt uncertain.

Bills were piling up on the counter, each one like a weight pushing down on my chest. 

My relationships felt strained—distant.

I tried reaching out, but it felt like my words were slipping through, like I was shouting from the other side of a wall. 

I felt unseen, unheard.

Lost.

Then, in that silence, a thought broke through, something I had once heard in passing: "Numbers and stars—they reveal the path we sometimes can’t see ourselves." 

I felt a pang of curiosity, something calling me to explore deeper.

I remembered my life path number, an "11"—a number meant to signal intuition, spiritual guidance, and purpose. 

But if that was my destiny, why did it feel so far away?

Why was I so off track?

I picked up a dusty astrology book from the shelf. 

As I flipped through the pages, I found my zodiac sign, Scorpio. 

It said I was the alchemist, one who transforms pain into power, who dives deep into shadows to uncover truths others miss.

The words seemed to glow on the page, and as I read, they resonated deeply. 

It was as if someone had peered into my soul and seen exactly what I was going through.

A warmth spread through my chest, and I closed my eyes.

In my mind’s eye,

I could see flashes of moments in my life where my intuition had spoken, moments where I had felt something deeper guiding me, but I had ignored it. 

I remembered the gut feelings I brushed aside, the dreams I’d dismissed, the paths I hadn’t taken.

Then, like a tidal wave, the realization hit me: I wasn’t listening. 

I had been disconnected from the very thing guiding me all along—my own intuition, my own essence.

The pain and the frustration, the confusion—they were all there because I had abandoned my true path.

At that moment, everything shifted.

The weight in my chest lifted, and I felt as if my eyes had opened to a new reality. 

My numerology, my astrology—these weren’t just abstract ideas.

They were a roadmap, a blueprint to find my way back to myself. 

My life path number, my zodiac signs—they were all telling me to trust my inner compass, to embrace the power that I had been pushing away.

I knew then that I needed to follow this path, not just for me but to help others reconnect with theirs. 

That was the night my journey began.

And ever since, I’ve helped others experience the same powerful realization—to find their light within and follow it, no matter how dark the road seems. 

It was Thursday, March 27th, 2015.

It was the day I was finally graduating from college, the day my parents had told me about for years. 

“You need to get a college education so you can get a good job.” 

Sure, tonight there would be a lot of celebrating  …

But what about the next morning? 

That’s when we all had a chance to meet the “Real World.” 

And as we quickly found out, it’s not very nice or forgiving. 

Fresh out of college, Zac Komailevuka stood at the crossroads of life, dreams as vast as the sky  and a heart brimming with ambition .

Armed with a Bachelor of Commerce Degree , he believed he was ready to conquer the world .

But life after college wasn't the rosy picture he had imagined .

The real world had a different plan, and it came crashing down on him like a storm he never saw coming .

Zac, a broke college graduate, found himself trapped in a maze of rising living expenses , and a fiercely competitive job market .

Each day, the weight of uncertainty grew heavier on his shoulders .

The mounting pressure didn’t just threaten his finances—it tested his spirit .

Undeterred, Zac set out with hope as his compass .

He tirelessly sent out resumes, attended job fairs , and networked with professionals, each encounter promising the glimmer of an opportunity .

But the job search felt like a marathon with no end in sight .

The rejection emails began to pile up , each one striking at his optimism like arrows to a shield .

Doubt started creeping in, but Zac wasn’t one to surrender easily .

As the months rolled by and his savings dwindled to nearly nothing , Zac had to adapt .

Determined to keep moving forward, he juggled odd jobs to survive .

From working as a personal assistant , an activity guide , a houseman , a steward , and even a kitchen hand , he learned to take pride in whatever work came his way.

Every task—no matter how menial—became a stepping stone on his journey .

Laborious days saw him toiling as a laborer or salesman , doing anything to make ends meet .

Zac’s journey was far from easy, but each challenge taught him valuable lessons .

He learned the power of resilience , the importance of humility , and the art of adaptation .

What started as a chapter of struggle slowly morphed into one of perseverance .

Each odd job, each rejection, was shaping him into someone far stronger than he’d ever imagined .

In those sleepless nights , Zac discovered something crucial—his ability to push forward, regardless of circumstance .

And in that discovery, he planted the seeds of what would later grow into a thriving venture —a business built not just on his degree, but on his unbreakable will to succeed . 

Sometimes, life’s toughest challenges turn out to be blessings in disguise. 

What may feel like a setback or obstacle in the moment can often lead to unexpected growth and transformation. 

The struggles we face shape our character, build resilience, and teach us invaluable lessons. 

Difficult times force us to dig deeper, push beyond our limits, and discover strength we never knew we had. 

Though the path may seem uncertain, these challenges guide us toward new opportunities, better versions of ourselves, and a clearer understanding of what truly matters. 

Adversity unlocks our greatest potential! 

Zac Komailevuka, a young and ambitious rugby player, hails from Nadi, the picturesque islands of Fiji. 

Growing up in Fiji, he was surrounded by the infectious love for the sport, with rugby being more than just a game; it was a way of life. 

From a very young age, Zac felt an unexplainable connection with the game, and he was determined to make a name for himself on the rugby field. 

Zac’s desire was clear from the start – he dreamt of one day wearing the famous red and black jersey of the Crusaders, a New Zealand-based rugby team that was renowned for its exceptional talent and championship titles. 

The Crusaders were the epitome of success in the rugby world, and Zac couldn’t imagine a higher pinnacle to reach. 

It was his ultimate dream to play for the Crusaders and bring glory to his family and his homeland. 

However, Zac’s path to achieving this dream was far from easy. 

He faced numerous obstacles and challenges that tested his resilience and determination. 

As he entered high school, Zac's enthusiasm for rugby only intensified. 

He was determined to make his dream a reality. 

However, the complexities of the rugby world were daunting. 

Without a guiding figure or mentor, Zac felt like he was navigating a maze without a map. 

He watched others with coaches and mentors who provided guidance and support, and he wished he had someone to help him understand the intricacies of training, strategy, and the path to professional rugby. 

He was essentially on his own, relying on his own instincts and limited resources to refine his skills and knowledge of the game. 

Despite the lack of guidance, Zac persevered. 

He trained hard, attended every practice, and played every game with his heart and soul. 

His dedication, along with his mother’s unwavering support, helped him secure a spot at the Crusaders Academy. 

This was it – his big break. 

Zac felt a surge of hope and excitement. 

He was one step closer to his dream. 

But after attending the Academy, there was silence. 

Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. 

Zac anxiously checked his email and phone, waiting for any feedback, any sign that his efforts had been noticed. 

The silence was deafening. 

His heart sank as doubt began to creep in. 

Did he not perform well enough? Was he not good enough? 

The lack of feedback from the Crusaders Academy crushed Zac's spirit. 

His faith in himself wavered. 

The persistence and determination that once fueled his every move started to fade. 

He began to question his path and his dreams. 

The pain of not knowing and the fear of failure loomed large. 

With a heavy heart, Zac decided to give up on his rugby dream. 

He felt lost and defeated, his heart shattered by the silence from the Crusaders Academy. 

He turned away from the sport he loved, seeking solace in starting his own business. 

But deep down, the fire for rugby still burned, though it was now buried under layers of doubt and disappointment. 

The future seemed bleak, and Zac’s dream of playing for the Crusaders felt more distant than ever. 

Another significant hurdle was the disappointment he faced early in his journey. 

He was cut from the local rugby team not once, but twice by a stern and unforgiving local coach. 

These rejections were heart-wrenching for Zac, as he saw them as a clear indication that he wasn’t good enough. 

The rejections stung his pride and tested his faith in his own abilities. 

As if these challenges weren’t enough, the COVID-19 pandemic threw a curveball into his plans. 

The pandemic disrupted training schedules, shut down rugby events, and created a pervasive atmosphere of uncertainty. 

Years later, reflecting on his journey, Zac realized that his story was far from over. 

The dream of playing for the Crusaders still lived within him. 

It would take time, faith, and a renewed persistence to reignite that dream. 

But Zac knew that with or without a guiding figure, he had the strength to overcome the challenges and pursue his passion once more. 

The road ahead would be arduous, but Zac was ready to tackle it head-on, for he believed that destiny favors the persistent and the passionate. 

I was born in Sikituru, Nadi—a village where rugby wasn’t just a sport, but a pulse that flowed through every heartbeat. 

Standing 5’9” and weighing 83kg, I was never the biggest man on the field, but size was never my defining trait. 

It was heart, resilience, and the willingness to keep running when my body was burning, when bruises screamed, when mistakes tried to weigh me down. 

Rugby became not just my game, but my mirror—the place where I faced who I was, who I wasn’t, and who I was becoming.

From Sikituru Stingers in Nadi to YMCA Covenant Brothers in Suva, I carried the ball with more than just intent. 

Every tackle, every sprint, every pass was a prayer of gratitude for the gift of movement. 

With HSOB Polar Bears in Christchurch, I learned how rugby stretched beyond islands and oceans, binding men through sweat, laughter, and grit. These clubs weren’t just jerseys; they were families. 

They took me in, shaped me, challenged me.

The Skipper Cup with Suva Chiefs and Nadi Jets etched itself into my memory like fire. 

There, provincial rugby showed me the price of ambition—hard tackles, sleepless nights, sacrifices nobody outside the game would ever see. The bruises healed, but the lessons remained. 

Rugby demanded not just skill, but discipline, humility, and the willingness to rise every time the whistle blew, no matter how many times you’d been brought to ground.

Sevens and Tens with AYI Rugby sharpened me further. The game was faster, sharper, more ruthless. 

I had to find new gears inside myself, gears that only appeared when fatigue pushed me past reason and into faith. 

Flyhalf at 10, Inside Center at 12, Right Wing at 14—every position I played became a different chapter, calling out a different piece of my spirit. 

At 10, I was the director, shaping flow and vision. 

At 12, I was the hammer, bringing weight and presence. 

At 14, I was the finisher, the runner who turned space into fire. 

Each jersey carried its own truth, its own demand.

2017 brought me to the Crusaders Academy in Christchurch—a dream painted in red and black. 

For a Fijian boy who grew up watching rugby as a ritual, stepping into that system was more than training; it was destiny’s whisper. 

There, among giants and warriors, I learned that rugby at the highest level wasn’t just about athleticism. 

It was about discipline woven into your bones, mindset carved into your soul.

But life has its own rhythm. Injuries, setbacks, the silent weight of unspoken battles—all became part of my journey. 

I faced crossroads where the dream seemed to slip from my hands. Yet, I never saw these as endings. 

Rugby gave me more than a career—it gave me resilience, brotherhood, a warrior’s code to carry into every arena of life.

This memoir isn’t about trophies or perfect victories. 

It’s about the soul behind the stats. A boy from Sikituru who became a man on the field. 

A player who learned that mistakes don’t define you—what you do after them does. 

A journey that carried me through Fijian soil, Suva nights, Christchurch cold, and the red fire of Crusaders’ drills.

Rugby was never just a game for me. It was my teacher, my battlefield, and my prayer mat. 

And though the ball doesn’t always bounce where we want, I still carry its lessons into every step forward. 

The dream shifted, but the spirit remains unbroken.

I am Zac Komailevuka.

Flyhalf, Inside Center, Right Wing.

Stingers, Brothers, Polar Bears, Chiefs, Jets, AYI, Crusaders.

But more than all of that—I am a soul forged in the fire of rugby, still running, still dreaming, still alive with the game inside me.

Losing someone who meant so much to you is like losing a part of yourself.

My uncle was a pillar of strength and wisdom in my life, and when he passed, it felt like the world shifted in ways I couldn’t understand. 

That void, that emptiness—it can be so overwhelming. 

At the age of 25, fueled by passion and a desire for entrepreneurship, I embarked on a journey to start my own business – a kava plantation. 

With a meticulous three-year plan for harvest, I envisioned a future where my dedication and hard work would bear fruit, both literally and figuratively. 

The inspiration for my venture stemmed from my close relationship with my uncle, a figure who played the dual role of a father and mentor in my life. 

His deep-rooted knowledge and experience in the farming business had not only sparked my interest but also ignited a flame of ambition within me. 

With his guidance, I felt a profound connection to the land and a sense of purpose in cultivating this traditional crop. 

The initial months of my kava business were marked by relentless dedication and countless hours of hard work. 

I navigated the challenges of farming with determination, drawing on the lessons imparted by my uncle. 

The fields were a canvas where dreams took root, and the promise of a successful harvest seemed within reach. 

However, fate took an unexpected turn when tragedy struck. 

My uncle, the pillar of strength and wisdom in my life, passed away, leaving a void that seemed insurmountable. 

His demise not only left an emotional scar but also created a void in my newfound venture. 

The person I looked up to, who had been my guiding light in the intricate world of farming, was no more. 

The loss was profound, and grief cast a shadow over the fields that were once alive with the promise of a flourishing business. 

The pain of losing my uncle was compounded by the realization that a crucial support system had been taken away. 

Faced with the overwhelming weight of grief, I found it increasingly challenging to continue the journey we had started together. 

Just nine months into the kava business, I made the difficult decision to give up on the dream that we had shared. 

The fields that were once a symbol of growth and ambition became a painful reminder of what once was. 

The once-thriving plants stood as silent witnesses to the abrupt end of a dream that had held so much promise. 

In the wake of this personal tragedy, I took time to heal and reflect. 

While the kava business may have come to an untimely end, the lessons learned, and the memories shared with my uncle remained etched in my heart. 

The experience, though painful, became a part of my journey, shaping my resilience and influencing my future endeavors. 

Life, as unpredictable as it may be, continued to unfold, and with each passing day, I carried the legacy of my uncle's teachings, forever grateful for the brief but impactful time we had together in the world of farming. 

My journey has led me through many challenges—from chasing my rugby dreams  to navigating the ups and downs of entrepreneurship .

But throughout it all, one thing has remained constant: my relentless curiosity  to understand the deeper truths of life and how we can all live with purpose and fulfillment .

Along my journey, I’ve faced many forks in the road .

I started out with dreams of playing professional rugby, only to have that path cut short .

I then ventured into entrepreneurship, where I learned the hard lessons of failure  and perseverance .

But the turning point came when I discovered numerology —a treasure trove  of wisdom that opened my eyes  to the deeper connections between our personal journeys and the universe .

I didn’t have all the answers at first, but I knew I had to keep exploring .

The more I uncovered, the more I realized the power  of this knowledge to transform lives.

What I’ve discovered along the way has been nothing short of extraordinary .

Numerology became my compass , guiding me through life’s uncertainties  and helping me uncover my true purpose .

I’ve learned to embrace my strengths , confront my weaknesses , and align myself with the energy of the universe .

These tools have been invaluable in shaping my life, and I’m on a mission  to share them with you.

These ‘treasures’—the lessons , insights , and revelations  I’ve discovered—are yours for the taking.

But the journey doesn’t end here .

Every day, I continue to seek new truths , new insights , and deeper understanding .

The crusade is ongoing, and I’m not just bringing back the answers to help you now—I’m here to walk with you , side by side, as we explore and grow together .

There’s always more to learn , and I’m committed to sharing the discoveries I make along the way, so we can all live, love , and lead with more clarity and purpose.

Are you ready to join me on this adventure? 

If you’re searching for answers , if you’re ready to uncover the treasures of self-awareness and alignment , then come along for the ride .

Together, we’ll explore new horizons  and unlock the potential within you .

The journey has just begun, and I’m here to guide you through every step of it .