One of the questions I sometimes get is, Where did this Snake thing come from? I can imagine there could be all kinds of wild theories about that, so let's clear it up now . . .
As a child and teenager, I was involved heavily in sports . . . We played everything, depending upon the season . . . Baseball, football, hockey, basketball, soccer . . . One day during a pickup football game (I was 16, and it was a hot Sunday afternoon in September), I was playing quarterback . . . On this particular play, none of my receivers were open, so I just took off, running the length of the field and "snaking" between and around defenders . . . Maybe my finest athletic moment! :) Well, probably not, but the guys were impressed . . . My pal Rod said, You ran like a snake . . . And then another said, Yeah, a blue-eyed snake . . . From that point on I was the blue-eyed snake, or just Snake . . . No, I didn't do anything nefarious to be labelled a snake . . . I know, the truth can be boring . . . I could have made up a MUCH better story!
I have an affinity for snakes . . . I love those creatures . . . They're so resourceful and expert at survival . . . While working at a department store while in college, there was a pet shop and we had a boa constrictor for sale . . . It was six feet long and was housed in a large glass aquarium . . . We felt sorry for the snake and would take it out occasionally, which was strictly against orders . . . We were told under no circumstances does the snake leave the aquarium . . . Well, that order was ignored repeatedly . . . We'd spread our arms and let the snake wrap itself around us, with it's tail at one hand and its head at the other . . . Then, we'd try to terrify the cashiers . . . We were successful on a regular basis . . . One day though, the suits were informed of our fun and the snake was gone the next morning . . . But, I loved that snake!
The snake seems a recurring theme in my life . . . I was born in the Year of the Snake . . . I've done a lot of work with kundalini energy, which is described as a coiled serpent living at the base of the spine . . . There have been some other experiences revolving around snakes . . . So yeah, I guess I was destined to be called Snake at some point in my life . . .
And there you have it, or 80% of it . . . Once a snake, always a Snake!
Life is beautiful baby!
Peace and love . . .
Until next time . . . Ciao!