It’s cold and I’m outside. I’m bundled up in a warm wool coat and hat and the snow is falling around me. I’m in a big city; the streets are busy and noisy. I continue to walk and soon come upon my boyfriend. We greet each other in the usual ways and I point to my neck, saying “Can you help me get this off?” I’m pointing to a snake that is wrapped around my neck. The snake is biting deeply into the side of my neck. He looks and says ‘Does it hurt?” I notice then that it doesn’t hurt at all, only the pressure from it being so tight. I say no and he asks ‘Why worry about it then?” I start walking again. The next people I meet are family. The same conversation happens. This time they say ‘Why don’t you take it off yourself?” So I reach up to pull the snake from my neck and upon touching it, it tightens further and bites down harder. I stop because I have the undeniable thought that if I do try to pull the snake from my neck - then it WILL hurt. I am scared. I put my hand down and refuse to touch it again. The dream continues in the same manner and I meet several people who are important in my life and whom I trust. All say the same things.

In the end, the snake is never removed and I feel like I’ve asked for help from everyone and no one helped me.

When I wake up, I don’t feel unhappy or scared…only confused.

I’m not sure what it is that is bothering me so much that I’d dream about it. Dan has offered some thoughts that make a lot of sense to me now that I’ve heard them: Some natural nervousness about an upcoming 'adventure'.

If he's right...this is easily overcome and will turn out to be a grand thing indeed.

I guess I will wait and find out!