Listening to every heart
I had to giggle at the "furry" part of your snake. A couple of weekends ago I had some of the grandkids with us, we were at Rolling Hills, and there it was...a six' furry snake. I told my son-in-law that it was "almost like the one" that I brought home from Disneyland back in 1969 from our high school senior trip. THAT was the one the granddaughter wanted. And yep. It was yellow and orange striped. Mine was a yellow-ish orange with black stripes. I kept it for a long time...wonder where it slithered off to?
You want dreams? I could post you to prose...I left a few behind that I bet you missed.
Hint. One of our poets, after reading a couple of my dreams, mentioned to me that since it seemed I have a great deal of clarity in them, that I was to "look for more". I.e., you see a face? See if you can count the freckles. A man is wearing a shirt? See if you can describe the buttons. I have to say, realizing that I could delve more deeply into my dreams has caused me to do just that. I don't have a clue as to how it all works, but it seems to be even more conducive to some very interpretive dreams....
Sleep well, honey, and dream on!
As far as the interpretation might go...
I understand that even though the multitudes seem to be leaving your area, I sense that the "least" of them will remain, and in some way, provide the entertainment the area so readily needs, and deserves. They [the symbolism of the most unlikely] are smiling, not dangerous, but like any snake, will come from the most uncommon and unfamiliar areas. Not all snakes live in the ground...as we know. Some are at home in trees, and elsewhere.
Yea, I know...I took this seriously. Probably because I'm inundated with dreams EVERY night, and I've no Dr. of my own to sit quietly, listen, and just talk about it.
So, thanks, hon...