Walking with Snakes

Recently it was discovered the eight foot pet of Airplane Repo’s star, Mike Kennedy, escaped in Orlanda, Florida.


After living in New Zealand for 24 years I have to admit, yes. It’s not that I hate snakes! In fact I have a healthy respect for them. After all, Jesus Christ was likened to one! It’s just that in New Zealand you could walk through the Bush (the woods for my American readers) and never have to worry about coming across a snake. So now it does seem a bit creepy to think if I was living in Florida right now I wouldn’t be able to enjoy walking.

It did take some getting used to in the beginning when I first moved to New Zealand. The idea of walking through a jungle (rainforest to update my language) and NOT watch out for snakes was so foreign. When I first hiked in the wild (I don’t need to translate for my New Zealand readers who know I’m referring to “tramping”) I was so nervous. I constantly looked at my path and listened for snakes in the midst of the lush fauna. At first I hardly enjoyed its beauty.

Growing up in Michigan there were reported sightings of rattlesnakes but I never saw anything more than harmless garter snakes – even handled a few. When I walked through the American woods I was more concerned about bears and cougars than I was about rattlers. Nonetheless, I always carried a snake bite kit with me whenever I went out.

After a while living in New Zealand, I relaxed my instincts and never consciously looked for snakes on my hikes. About the only thing I was vigilant to watch for walking in New Zealand was its rain! And I already wrote about that (see Rain Walking).

So if I were living in Florida right now and had to look out for a cobra???

No thank you! LOL


I did live in Florida for three years. It is where my Divinity studies were conducted. I can easily imagine how a king cobra could thrive in that environment.

Now that I’ve returned to the States my snake seeking instincts were already working before the Florida cobra story broke out. Southern California is a desert after all. I may live and work along the coast but I sure do watch my feet when I walked down dirt trails that take me away from the ocean. Especially at night: rattlers love to slither out into the middle of the road and soak up the asphalt’s heat into their cold-blooded bodies.

The cobra is a mighty awesome creature that is for sure. That is why I’m not surprised many teach Moses fashioned his brazen serpent after that of a cobra. Egyptian mysticism is full of respect for its symbolism and Moses was schooled in all things Egyptian. The serpent is a power metaphor and understandably revered worldwide as a potent deity.

Which is why I’m glad I’m not living Orlando right now! And why I’m reminiscing of those beautiful bush walks throughout New Zealand!


Post was originally published in 2015 during a 22 month stay in California.

King Cobra Still on the Run in Orlando, Florida, One Week After Escape by Polly Mosendz 9/9/15 5:00 PM https://www.google.co.nz/amp/www.newsweek.com/king-cobra-still-run-orlando-florida-one-week-after-escape-370474%3famp=