Last week I walked by a snake in the grass. It startled me but not that much because it’s a familiar symbol. A few days later I walked by another and laughed. It’s the season for this, see? I always see snakes in the grass and I don’t mean, slithering.
I walk on the trails here and the snakes when I see them are always, always half in the path, half in the grass. In other words I can’t miss the snake.
I have really only had one lover in my life who truly betrayed me. It was a total slaughter but I have to say I saw it coming albeit a little too late.
We were in bed one night and I was dreaming of a snake in the grass. This was years ago, I have become incredibly desensitized, but at the time I sat up in bed with my heart pounding. I mean my heart was beating right out of my chest and I had a scream stuck in my throat. My energy alone woke him. He asked over his shoulder, “What’s wrong?”
“Bad dream,” I said, relieved he was there and awake. “Very bad, I saw a snake in the grass.”
He looked at me.
“It’s you,” I blurted. “You are the snake in the grass!”
He had a pure poker face. “Go back to sleep, Elsa,” he said.
Well I wasn’t going to do that. I knew I was screwed. I just didn’t know when, how or why. I found out within 48 hours.
I survived and I have never seen anything like it since, thank God. I learned a lot from that, like to mind the snakes you see in grass.
I have seen at least 20 more snakes in the grass since that happened 15 years ago, most of them in real life (rather than dreams) but the snakes are always apparent to me and I think this is symbolic.
Do you know a snake when you see one or can you be sneaked up on?