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I was at an indigenous festival. Tainos (Puerto Rico’s natives) were there, Native Americans and others. There was a lot going on. One group (that I was watching) was demonstrating a ritual that involved a snake, but it wasn’t working out so the young girl doing it was a bit frustrated.
I step towards the back of the room, and a woman comes walking in my direction and past me. She is carrying a HUGE snake! And when I say HUGE I mean, as in giant python sized. She is practically carrying part of it on her shoulder and the rest is dragging along with her. The snake is alive. She is taking it to a tree that is in the side of the room. The tree is indoors but the roof is open on that side and the tree is very big and shooting out through the ceiling opening. She is letting the snake climb up on it. I’m looking up at this amazing, huge animal and it looks like if it were to fall off the tree it would land on me. But then I realize that it is actually coming down, not falling.
So the snake is coming slowly down, until its head is right next to mine and the head was just a little smaller than mine. At first, I think to myself “it could just bite me” but I wasn’t afraid of it, not even nervous. I looked at the snake and at its eye that looked back at me. I reached out with one hand and started petting it at the underside of its head. It seemed to be looking at me and its tongue was flicking out, but it looked like it was not just divided into two as you usually see a snake tongue. The way it was divided looked like a flame. The color of the snake was a gorgeous, vivid green up top, with amazingly beautiful fire orange spots on the side and under. This was a truly magnificently divine creature. I leaned against the snake, leaned my head on its side and closed my eyes as my hand still was petting its underside. It felt neither cold nor warm. It gave me a very good feeling, a feeling of well-being, just such a good feeling inside, that it is hard to describe and brings tears to my eyes.
I believe this is the first time I have ever had such a dream about a snake. I’m still tearing up whenever I think about the snake and how it made me feel. But I do feel that this snake was a sacred animal, although I’m not sure why it came to me. Maybe it was to remind me that we are all connected? That we are all divine? That when you release fear, you can truly find yourself?
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In this dream I was going to high school. But it wasn't like a flashback from when I went to high school. It was like going back in time with my current knowledge or something similar. I had a backpack, white shirt and plaid skirt with white socks and black shoes. I was traveling by myself and it was a long trip. It seems I was coming from one town to another, or simply that my house was on the outskirts of the town.
I was walking and saw some strange, shady streets that at first glance didn't look safe. There were tents on the side of the street, like the ones I used to sometimes see in the town festivals. I was a bit scared but I still walked through that street because it would be my way of getting to school sooner. I walked very fast.
At one point, the sound of a voice made me come to a complete stop. I heard my grandmother's voice, so I turned around and walked towards one of the tents. She was there with friends. They were doing some charity work as usual. I said hi, gave her a kiss and I kissed another lady that was with her. It might have been an aunt of mine. Grandma looked ten years younger, and her hair was different. It was longer, and straight almost. I just stood there and looked at her, at how good she looked. But then I remembered I had to go to school.
I ran and then I was at this house. It was a big, old white house, very nice looking, in perfect condition and sturdy. Someone I knew lived there. I had a cat with me, it was a big tabby cat, black, white and gray. The house was very tall and I had to go down and out he front gate. There was also a giant tree that was part of the house. The tree was beautiful. I used the tree to go down, and it felt almost as if the tree itself was carrying me down to the ground on one of its branches, which felt smooth like finished furniture. I had to leave the cat in this house, which concerned me at first but then I remembered, it wasn't an indoor cat so he'd be ok. There were some big letters on the side of the house but I can't remember what they said.
I was going to cross the street to get to school, but there was scattered traffic, so I had to wait for a good moment and run. When I started running I was very, very slow, as if my legs were extra heavy. I even tried to use my arms to push myself but I was so slow, and I knew it was because this was a dream that I was so slow. My brother J showed up, pulling a little cart with his bag on it, and he made fun of how slow I was.
I knew it was a dream the whole time. Grandma is sick so it made me happy to see her that way in the dream.