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Chapter 13
\Yisdom of the Serpent
by Ed Kellogg
From llreums thst Ch*nge Our Lives
Robert J. Ifoss & Robert P. Gongloff, Editors
A Publication of The International Association for the
Study of Dreaffi$, @ 2017 Chiron Publications
Chapter 1-3
because I've gained some understanding into how the snake eats its
own tail, I've removed the cioud. To me "The Ouroboros" represents
"The Matrix," while the Eye signifies Lucidity, consciousness that
has the power of seeing through the cloud of false and unquestioned
beliefs that can keep one from perceiving the Uuth. The snake eating
its own tail represents both a truth and an illusion, a paradox resolved
only through a higher-dimensional understanding'
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"The goddess is more subtie than the fibre of the lotus. She
uncoils herself and raises Her head, and enters the royal road of
the spine, piercing the mystic centres, untii She reaches the brain.
These things are not to be understood in a day ... you taste Her
nectar, and know that She is Life." (a Tantric Yogini, quoted by
Francis Yeats-Brown in The Lives of a Bengal Lancer)
I was 43 at the time and about one year sober from a lifetime
of alcoholism and drug addiction that had started in my teen years.
My partner and I had been together 10 years at the time. We were in
upheaval and had recently relocated to Vermont, my home state,
from the San Francisco BayArea. We had left the city, our jobs, and
the pursuit of material wealth in an attempt to find ourselves. We
had an idea about wanting to farm. \tVe just knew we were not happy,
something was missing, and I was seriously in trouble with my
addiction. The self-destructiveness had taken me very far from
myself, and I was very lost. About one yea.r into my sobriety, I began
having very provocative dreams, including this one:
I am standing on the bank of a pond. The forest is behind
me and before me is a vast emptiness that is golden brown like the
hills of California or the desert. There is a ueature onthebankwith
me that appears to be a large coyote or wolf. I thinkhe has led me
to tltis place. He runs away over the brown hills. I look down at the
pond, and the water is black. The sunlight cant penetrate it more
than a few inches. I see that snakes are swimming in this pond ...
occasionally they swim near enougll to the surface for me to catch
a glimpse of them. Most are small, but there are few that are quite
large. They are black and only stand out because of a faint mottled
yellow on their skins. The large ones have yellow eyes. Then I see
someone in the woter. His skin is very srnooth and black, like
midnightblue. Hishair is short, closely cropped andkinlE. His eyes
are also yellow, and his neck and arms, which I can see treading on
the water, are very slender. He seems nongendered.
am not afraid. I see one of the large ones swimming toward her just
below the surface. ... I can barely see its outline, but its eyes are
very yellow and stand out. in the murlE water. I can see her skin
through the murlE blackwater. The snake turns away from her.
Then I see it coiling around the dark man's arm and
shoulder, which he has lifted out of the water as if to show me. I say
to him that the snake may bite him, but then I see that it hasnt. He
says nothing but continues to look up at me slowly treading water
with his other arm. His eyes are very brightyellow, end his skinvery
smooth and black, inl<y. He has no real expression on his face at all.
But he is looking at me knowingly, expectantly, as if he is waiting
for something. I feel a mixture of curiosity, fear and desire.
Then,I feel something heavy on my chest and I look down
and see that the snake has somehow gotten up out of the water qnd
is hanging from my own bare chest ... attached by its fangs above
my breast, over my heart. I feel fear. Then I wake up.
1. Quote from: Cari Jung, The Red Book: Liber Novus, p 318.