Snake Dreams and Hypocracy in the Workplace

I’ve had snake dreams all of my life, and gradually, I’ve learned how to interpret them. For me the meanings are simple, based on the type of snake, the situation surrounding it, and my feelings as the dream takes place.

Generally, any snake I dream of is a symbol of an issue that is causing me stress either physically or emotionally. A non-poisonous snake often indicates a physical problem, and a poisonous one drama that affects my emotional state. Generally, if I encounter a poisonous snake, and try to handle it, the snake bites me (resulting in a surreal pain and, once, my death), indicating that I need to leave something in my waking life alone.

Usually these dreams are vague or I have to think about them a few days to work out their meaning. This time I had a snake dream, and when I awoke, I knew exactly what the dream was trying to tell me.

I’ve been dealing with a lot of work-related drama, and thanks to my good intentions, wound up in the middle of it. This drama was tearing apart a good team and strong friendships. So many lies flew around that it became impossible to tell who I could trust. I would go home feeling exhausted both mentally and physically, with a terrible ache in my chest. I couldn’t eat and I couldn’t sleep soundly through the night.

Then I had a dream that went like this:

Someone handed me a snake and asked me if it was poisonous or not. I didn’t want to handle it, but found it in my hand nontheless. It was a copper-colored creature with a beautiful blue diamond pattern on it’s back. At first, it looked non-poisonous, but when I saw it’s evil orange, slatted eyes, I realized it was poisonous. As soon as I did, the thing thrashed violently, changing size and shape, the fangs first large and then small. I held it at the base of the neck, but it’s head twisted into hideous shapes and managed to bite my hand several times.

I released it and felt the poison slowly crawl up my arm with a hot, numbing sensation. I knew that if I didn’t get the antidote, the poison would hit my heart and kill me. The dream kept on for what felt like hours, and I cried louder and louder for help, but no one came, and I knew no one would. I sighed, disgusted, and promptly awoke.

Immediately, I knew that the drama at work would not stop, and that I would not get any help in resolving the issue. I knew I should let it go, but I couldn’t stand to see my friends suffer, so the next day at work, when my boss approached me to ask me what was going on, I attempted to sweep away the rumors and hopefully help out my struggling team mates.

The very next day, that snake I trusted in showed her true form by screwing both me and all of my team mates by getting rid of us in the sneakiest, most underhanded, childish and cowardice manner I’ve ever seen.

The snake in my dream turned out to be my boss – the head of all the lies. I wish it were not so, but now that the truth showed its ugly head, I am at peace. There is no point in me confronting this issue any further (unless she doesn’t pay me my last check, of course). I’m going to sit back and watch karma do the work for me.

She can have that restaurant – it’s been nothing but horribly bad mojo for over 20 years and she just inherited it.

Lets see how the snake likes living “in interesting times.”

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