Right after I wrote “I’ll take the snake” I looked for cucumbers I’d been eating each day.

I couldn’t believe it. The cucumbers left, from our summer garden were a misshapen mess.

The best one to eat was a small curlicue. I looked at it closer from various views.

This cucumber curled looks just like a snake. One sticking its tongue right out of it’s face.

Synchronicity shows you when you are awake. Bad dreams can turn good when you choose, “take the snake.”

I wanted to kill a huge snake in my dream. Then all of a sudden it got more extreme.

The snake morphed into a huge alligator. I thought oh my god, better run, I’m now prey here.

What in the hell did this awful dream mean? I’ve been trying to heal. Make my unconscious seen.

Well, I thought for sure that I’d seen it all. I knew all my darkness, all my fears were recalled.

But, right after a purge of deep kundalini, what in my unconscious have I missed that might eat me?

Kundalini’s main symbol, in fact, is a snake. I wanted to kill it because it creates

Through pain in my body, as it pushes awakes, unconscious blocks that it wants to break.

So the snake became alligator and came after me. To show me the snake is my way get free.

This is the mission I came here to do. I came in this body to move my pain through.

There’s no way to stop it, to chop it, or will it. It will only get bigger if I try to kill it.

So I will continue to press on with my mission. I’ll take the snake and awake my intuition.

I’m now going through a whole lifetime review. From first years to last years that I have lived through.

For my own inner peace I must grieve, and forgive, to heal and let go, to live and let live.

But to be reconciled can’t be done without two. Both must want healing to build something new.

Then guess who came up for our mutual healing? My disowned inner child saw what I wasn’t seeing.

I had to be honest take a true inventory of what I’ve done wrong in my part of these stories.

Have I done on some level, these things done to me? Have I reaped what I’ve sown, in denial, conscience free?

Have I owned then forgiven my mistakes in the past? Have I owned then forgiven the stones I once cast?

Have I tried to find common ground with trespassers? Owned my glass house to not be a stone caster?

Who knows the whole truth? It’s my owned inner child. She now forgives me. We are whole, reconciled.❤️