Snakes, Snakes, Snakes

I am afraid of snakes.  When I went to Sedona years ago, my biggest concern was disturbing a snake or snakes.  The first time I went, it was too early in the year and they were still hibernating.  I returned in the heat of June and managed to not see any snakes other than a dead one on the interstate between Sedona and LA.  Dead snakes don’t frighten me. 

Recently, I decided to take a ride on the nearby bicycle trail.  It just so happens to run through or alongside the bayou.  My concern when I began was for my safety, being a lone female on what, at that point, seemed a secluded area.  However, as I continued to pedal, I felt intermittent large drops of rain falling on my arms.  It was so intermittent that I thought the drops were more flukes than rain.  As I continued, the drops fell a little more frequently (still intermittent) and I realized the secluded bicycle trail might not be the best place to be when a deluge fell and lightning began to strike.  With that in mind, I turned around in a panic and was pulling a Lance Armstrong in order to get back to the shelter options of civilization.  It was at that point when my senses were in a state of alarm, that I also saw a snake slithering its way across the bicycle path.  I was already freaked out at the thought of being caught in the middle of nowhere outdoors in a thunderstorm and the snake just put me over the edge.  I was already in Lance Armstrong mode but was struggling to figure out if the snake would/could potentially strike me as I blew past him.  For me, this was a major quandary.  Momentum cured the quandary because I just kept going, the snake stopped moving and I successfully passed him on my way to the safety of civilization and shelter. 

The bicycle path is on indefinite hold.  I decided it would be in my better interest from a safety standpoint to ride with others than to ride alone.  I just need to put forth the effort to find a group that rides or find someone who would be willing to ride with me.  In the meantime, I’ve meandered around in the general vicinity and each time, I’ve run across a snake (not literally).  These other snakes have been dead, so, no fear there. 

After seeing so many snakes, I decided to look up the symbolism for snakes and have been trying to incorporate that information in my current life situation.  From what I’ve read, snakes symbolize healing and transformation.  I recently decided to focus more on my Reiki self-practice so that I can work from a place of better clarity as to what I should be doing.  After having seen the snakes, I feel confirmation that I’m on the right path.  I had an ambitious idea regarding practicing Reiki on others but have not had the conversation that needs to happen – yet. 

Years ago, I had a dream involving snakes.  In that dream, the snakes were friendly and almost pet like.  The dream was so surreal that I believed my fear of snakes was gone.  It may in fact have diminished since then.  The fear of the snake on the path may have been a product of my heightened sense of danger regarding being out in a potential thunderstorm mixed with the fact that I recognized the turmoil I was in could have been interpreted as aggression by the snake.  Just as a dog can sense fear, so too do other animals – snakes especially – sense the state of mind we are in.  Someday maybe I’ll see if my snake fear is gone.  However, that someday will be a day when I am in a calm, centered state of mind…