Last weekend on the 10th of February 2013, we welcomed the year of the Snake according to the Lunar Calendar. In Hindu philosophy, the God of Destruction, Shiva wears a garland of snakes around his neck. In Christianity the serpent is depicted as being a creature of Satan. The serpent is depicted as Shakti, or pure consciousness in Kundalini yoga. As your Kundalini rises, she undulates, climbing your spine to rise through the crown of your head and meet her lover, Shiva.
Legendary empress Cleopatra ended her own life by allowing a poisonous snake to bite her. The serpent has been depicted as the symbol of evil power and chaos, but also of fertility, life and healing.
The thing is though, although beautiful and mesmerising, the serpent (or naga) is not something you could ever know everything about. It is a mystery creature that dances with such grace, and you never know when it could strike.
I like snakes. Like the comfortable weight of one as it slithers across my shoulders, arms or legs. Like the way they are just so emotionally in tune that they can just pick up when someone starts to panic. Like the cool sensuality of this majestic animal as it moves, seemingly without any rush, and how it looks at you, like it knows something. And yes, secretly, I like the thrill of having something calm, yet dangerous close to me, something so smooth, yet so strong that it could crush me in its’ embrace.
As the snake slithered into our lives this year, I found myself going through even more changes. Like beautiful Satya, one of my teacher, said recently, the coming of the snake [in a way] signifies a shedding of skin. How much more could let go of? In the last 18 months, among the things that had been shed from my life included a relationship, some friends, an apartment I had lived in for three years, and my role as papa’s little girl, along with some addictions including my beloved cigarettes. Surely I’ve shed enough already right? Well, Someone out there has opposing views, as on Monday, I also shed a job in the corporate world.
Am I scared?
Of course I am.
I am petrified!!!
But there’s also a small thrill inside me.
It is the same thrill I feel when I snake is slithering over my skin. In this thrill is also a sense of sensual aliveness. Life has me in its unrelenting grasp as it slithers all over me. At the slightest provocation, it could squeeze me and break me.
What comes next? Only time will tell.
So my loved ones, as we welcome the serpent into our lives, what are you ready to shed? What thrills await you? What sensuous journeys will you take? And most of all, will you be calm as the serpent does what it must?
Edited by Cazz Eccles, Word Warriors: http://lovewhatitloves.wordpress.com/