martes, 2 de junio de 2009

My Wake Up Snake!

After weeks of having set this blog, and not being able to start writing any comments, finally inspiration has arrived! And what a way it has decided to arrive in, very scary, really. I’d like to present my WUS: “Wake up! Snake".
Yesterday afternoon a huge snake (over a meter and a half long, wider than a cola can, not kidding!) was unpleasantly sitting on my garden’s floor, just next to my main door, while Lailka was barking like mad trying to warn me about the close danger.

What happened after I realized that she was there was a bit of a film kind of a scene: me shouting while running out of the house, my neighbor coming in trying to safely put the huge snake safely away but actually harming her, she did look dead for a while, came to life and scared us again to death. She, WUS, being picked up again and put safely this time in a bucket, waiting for the “snake expert” and the police to come and take her away.

All that when the neighbors were about to go to the pediatrician with their new born baby, and I had to go to my last rehearsal before an important concert tomorrow, so I asked a friend to come and watch the bucked while the police and the expert came.

And so they did. They said that the snake was a “she”, that she had not laid eggs (we did not need to worry about finding hundreds of little snakes in the near future, imagination has no limits, you know?), that she was not poisonous and that it was a local type of snake. Not to worry really. They left wondering why we had harmed the animal, they were going to look after her and then take her out again to her natural environment.

Later conversations with my neighbors brought comments on how, having had snakes when he was young and being an animal lover, he really thought the snake was poisonous, and how worried he had been, thinking that it was, had been, so close to his family. We talked about how impressed I was about him managing to stop her from pressing his arm, when she had her whole body round his wrist and she would not let go, and how that snake faked to be dead so HE would let go (clever girl). He said he had not, in all the years he has lived here, seen a snake that big nor that strong.

And last night I went to sleep with all that excitement. And today I went to work to school. And could not talk/think about any other thing than that blooming snake. Glad that she is safe but still could not understand the effect it was having on me. Instead of leaving me more worried about living in the countryside (I have only been living here for three months) it made me feel strong about it. And here is a picture I did as a need, and it came up with words around it:

Wake up! Sleepy-dreamy silly girl.
Be aware of danger! There are big snakes out there. Little dogs will make you aware of them.
Feel safe! Your neighbor is the closest man to Superman you are ever going to have as a neighbour after all! May be next time there is no need to hurt anybody. Sorry!
You are supported by the Universe! Your friends are there when you need them and rehearsals can happen an hour later. Thank you!
Heal! Both yourself and others with your gifted hands. Snakes are healing icons, aren't they?
Strongly! Believe in your decisions, face the world (like the snake did), grow, regardles of unbelievers.
Act! Do-go what-where you think- feel must do-go. What-where else can you do-go anyway?
Celebrate Life! As you always do, you are in the right track.
Smile, Things are going to be fine.

Thanks WUS, my Wake Up Snake!

I really hope she is fine…….........................................and far ;o)

2 comentarios:

  1. Phew! I would have been hysterical myself if I ran into a snake that large in or near my house!

    Thank goodness both you, your neighbor, and the snake are okay.

  2. Yes, blooming pink, the next thing has been a huge spider, that was easy! I just walked away and let the dog in the house! I will not be as scared as I was then unless I find a crocodile at my doorstep. Sorry for such a late comment, I am still learning about blogging. Regards