boot was a foot away from the eyes of a huge 8-foot long black snake, its head flat as a dinner plate and, in that moment, looked just about as big. Snakes flatten their head when they are angry andAll our stories of the past are actually a balance of pleasure and pain. But that is not how we remember them. We want to protect ourselves, because we don’t want to admit how much we loved a person, and still do. We hold onto those stories and try to crease a life around them. We construct stories and call them the truth. They are the past are your truth, but they are not the truth. If you keep running emotional stories about your life, you’ll keep attracting the emotional circumstance. The judgments you make in those stories keep coming to haunt you, because nature is trying to show you love, teach you the balance.

I was trekking through the Australian bush, alone on a long 10-day walk, when I came up over some rough rocks and went to step forward. I froze in mid step. My boot was a foot away from the eyes of a huge 8-foot long black snake, its head flat as a dinner plate and, in that moment, looked just about as big. Snakes flatten their head when they are angry and

, and still do. We hold onto those stories and try to crease a life around them. We construct stories and call them the truth. They are the past are your truth, but they are not the truth. If you keep running emotional stories about your life, you’ll keep attracting the emotional circumstance. The judgments you make in those stories keep coming to haunt you, because nature is trying to show you love, teach you the balance.

I was trekking through the Australian bush, alone on a long 10-day walk, when I came up over some rough rocks and went to step forward. I froze in mid step. My boot was a foot away from the eyes of a huge 8-foot long black snake, its head flat as a dinner plate and, in that moment, looked just about as big. Snakes flatten their head when they are angry and

eep running emotional stories about your life, you’ll keep attracting the emotional circumstance. The judgments you make in those stories keep coming to haunt you, because nature is trying to show you love, teach you the balance.

I was trekking through the Australian bush, alone on a long 10-day walk, when I came up over some rough rocks and went to step forward. I froze in mid step. My boot was a foot away from the eyes of a huge 8-foot long black snake, its head flat as a dinner plate and, in that moment, looked just about as big. Snakes flatten their head when they are angry and

ou love, teach you the balance.

I was trekking through the Australian bush, alone on a long 10-day walk, when I came up over some rough rocks and went to step forward. I froze in mid step. My boot was a foot away from the eyes of a huge 8-foot long black snake, its head flat as a dinner plate and, in that moment, looked just about as big. Snakes flatten their head when they are angry and

boot was a foot away from the eyes of a huge 8-foot long black snake, its head flat as a dinner plate and, in that moment, looked just about as big. Snakes flatten their head when they are angry and ready to strike. At first I didn’t move because I didn’t know what to do. Then I didn’t move because I didn’t know what the snake was going to do. But then I realised, there was nothing to do. I just stood there in this funny hovering step position, and the snake stayed in its curled up strike position. And then the funniest thing happened. The snake lowered its head, and went back to sleep. Inch by inch I drew my leg back, and ever so slowly, backed away. I think we were mates. That night, after I washed out my underwear, I slept in my tent with the zipper up.