How could I?
Green is a nice color. One of my favorite in fact. Mint green is a very soothing color. I’ve been discussing it’s positive energy healing properties lately on the Lightgrid website with others who pray for the planet and it’s people every single day.
Irish folks are interesting and they have a lovely isle.
But St. Patrick! Hmmmm.
How could I possibly celebrate the death and removing from their natural habitat so magnificent a creature as the snake? I simply can not.
They are misunderstood.
They are feared.
They are evil.
They are wonderful creatures with many benefits both practically and in an esoteric or metaphysical way.
From a practical perspective, they keep down the rodent population. If you’ve lived on a farm or out in the country somewhere, you know how quickly rodents can multiply. They carry disease and are quite detrimental to the health of humans.
I have to admit, they are a little creepy and a bit scary at times.
I was talking to my mom on a portable phone one day. I went outside to get something. Just as I came around the corner of my house and was about to step down, I felt some resistance under my foot. I looked down and discovered my foot was touching the top of the head of a 6-foot long bull snake. (They look a lot like a rattler).
Well. I obviously didn’t step down. The snake looked at me. I looked at it. I said “Hello” in a very surprised voice. We were both fairly startled. I guess the bull snake was a bit too startled because I never saw it again. It used to live in a hole behind my house. Twice I got full-length skins after it shed. And the whole time I lived in New Mexico, I never saw rattlers on my property. They steer clear of bull snakes. So, the bull snake had been a wanted friend.
Whenever I see snakes ~ even on TV ~ I have dreams that night about them. They are one of my totem animals ~ my spirit guide, helper animals. They represent Kundalini rising and many other things. Egyptian Pharaohs wore a head ornament that had the head of a snake positioned right at the third eye ~ representing fully awakened Kundalini. That means enlightenment. If you’ve ever experienced Kundalini rising, you know how powerful that can be.
Ancient cultures often show goddesses holding snakes. And the snakes aren’t dead.
I’ve had two lucid dream/visions about going through what I will call a snake initiation.
In one, I was bitten by a snake. The venue began to spread throughout my body. I could feel it moving from the original location of the bite, and slowly spreading all throughout my body. Instead of being a terrible thing. It was actually quite euphoric. It felt fabulous, wonderful, magnificent.
Not that I’d go out and try to find a snake to bite me in normal reality. But the energy of it is very powerful and transformational. Like working with violet flame, or kundalini, or the energetics I work with every day with Dancing Dolphin Essences for healing and transformation.
The other snake vision was a full initiation in what I would guess to be some sort of Egyptian-type mystery school. I had apparently gone through all my lessons, mastered whatever I needed to master, and was facing my final test. I was wearing a beautiful goddess type dress. It was a square room. Steps lead down from the door. All the way around the room there was a walkway or ledge. People, teachers, other initiates (I’m guessing), were standing on the edge looking down.
I descended the stairs. In the center of the room at this lower level was a king cobra. My job, which I had to do literally risking my life, was come up to the snake and kiss it on top of its head.
Just like the time I did an actual fire walk, there is this feeling of knowing you can. There is no fear. You simply drop your brainwaves into a certain level (a trance-like state ~ which is as easy for me as breathing). You don’t think. You simply trust and move with the moment.
I descended the stairs and stood still as the cobra rose up to full height – which meant looking me straight in the eye. It was a huge snake.
Anyway, if anyone around the ledge had even moved, sneezed, made a sound of any kind, I was dead. Just like that. So, I had to trust them. I had to trust myself. I had to trust the snake.
As we stared each other down, I began to move closer. I don’t remember the actual details, or how long it took, but the snake did lower its head for me to kiss and I was now a full initiate.
Not sure why that is important to share, but snakes are very important creatures.
I used to attend workshops at Heart of the Goddess near Philadelphia. I took a class on snake medicine one afternoon. We saw image after image of female goddess statues holding snakes. We learned that snakes are the perfect teachers in the right use of energy. They never waste any. They stay coiled up until they are ready to strike. And when they do that, it is with great power and speed. Fascinating to observe. Then we put a snake around our shoulders and held it. I’ve still got a photo of me with it somewhere.
If you want to know more about animal medicine, check out Animal Speak by Ted Andrews.
So, snakes are friends to be treated with respect. I don’t know much about St. Patrick. But driving the snakes out of Ireland isn’t something I can celebrate in good conscience.
Here’s to all God’s creatures. May they each be blessed ~ with safety, with respect, with shelter and food for themselves and their children.
Have a truly glorious and deLightful day,