Over the past several years I have been, like many who have been influenced by, and caught up in, the hype of certain individuals who have based their living on motivating and helping us live a life of success beyond our wildest dreams.

In fact, it resonated with me to such a degree that I found my path leading me along the same path as these individuals in my desire to help others create a life of success and abundance.

In finding my own successes, small at first, and then growing larger, I discovered my niche as I worked on my own life and applied many situations that I was discovering within my meditations, and overcame what I needed to in order to rise above.

I found myself surrounded amongst some of my greatest idols and I was happy.

But as I stood among these idols, and the “star-struck” eyes which were blinded began to regain their focus, I started to notice things. Some subtle enough that it was almost like viewing it out of the corner of one’s eye, but when looking straight on, it was gone. So I dismissed them.

The more I tried to dismiss, it seemed the more the Universe was showing me. What I learned became something that has really burst my bubble and caused me to question my Self and my own motivations.

In the Bible there is a warning of “wolves in sheep’s” clothing. We have been warned to be aware of false prophets in “the last days”.

Whether we are in the “last days” or not, I don’t know. Those who believe in the end of times will tend to look at any matter to prove their point, so for many the end of the Mayan calendar will bring such a time; but those who followed the Egyptian calendar believed that we should have died at midnight 2000. But alas, here we still are.

But what I do know, and what I am observing more, is that there seems to be more individuals in position of power who are teaching practices for the sole purpose of their own return.

Most recently, a very tragic event occurred in which one of our world’s foremost self-help guru’s practices and teachings are coming under scrutiny. Not to mention the criminal charges that may be surfacing.

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Who’d Have Thought I’d find a Silver Lining in THAT!?

Labor Day weekend has a lot of emotions attached to it for me. Indeed, for many it speaks to the sadness of saying “Goodbye” to the long-hot, lazy, carefree summer days and preparing for the long, cold, and often, dark winter.

In 1999, the beginning of Labor Day weekend changed my life significantly when I learned of the suicide death of my first husband. That weekend was met with shock, pain, sadness, and packing madly as I had had 2 ½ days to pack my three bedroom house and say “Goodbye” to a life I had lived, and embark on a time of being homeless, drifting, learning, and eventually finding a new path in my life.

So this year, when the time rolled around and Labor Day Monday hit without my having even giving it a second thought, I thought “WOW! I did well! It was 10 years and I actually forgot the anniversary!”

Kudos for me for moving on, right?

Feeling pretty proud of myself, I snuggled in for an evening of watching Anthony Bourdain with my husband and my cat Sayge fast asleep under the Afghan I had lovingly crocheted a few years ago.

Half way into the show, my male cat Ash decided to jump on my lap. Not seeing Sayge, he landed right on top of her. Awaken suddenly from a deep sleep, Sayge stood up immediately in surprise.

The initial shock of landing on Sayge riled Ash up, her standing up freaked him completely and he suddenly turned into a feral portrayal of the wild beast that was to be unleashed from within.

While the ensuing moments are somewhat a blur, what I can say is that Sayge got away. I did not.

He latched on to my right arm, gnashing with his teeth into my hand, arm, and upper arm, while his back feet created deep patterns up and down my arm.

Initial instinct was to try to pull him off of me, but his muscles became so taught so that any hint of scruff had disappeared and there was no chance of pulling him off of my arm.

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