The Underworld Shadow of the Distorted King

Last night I dreamt I was in the arms of an Ash tree. Above me in the high, bare branches was a king snake. Below me, was another king snake. I remember thinking, as long as there are king snakes around, I won’t be in danger of rattlesnakes.

To understand this thinking, you must know I have a lifelong phobia of rattlesnakes after a traumatic childhood experience which invariably connected rattlesnakes with childhood abuse. I have spent my adult life repairing my relationship with the serpent.Back to the ash tree. In Norse mythology, the Yggdrasil, or World Tree, is an Ash tree.

socialactivism, Sacred FeminineAri DalyMarch 18, 2020socialresponsibility, privilege, community, giving, snake, kingsnake, serpents, dreams Comment

Stalking the Wild Feminine

It’s going to be hot out there. No-option-but-naked kind of hot. Snake weather.

The bees will be gathering water from the banks of the Eel. The water ouzel will be dancing her grey-winged hop up and down the river. The bears wont come near. There are too many of us.

feminine, honey bees, sacred, travelAri DalyJuly 20, 2017bees, snake, wilderness, backpacking, feminine, nature, dreams Comments