The team

The team

You have grown, said the Yogi, I can see you blossom.
You are a great gardener, you cultivate your trust,replied the snake
Yes, and I trust my cultivation, said the Yogi, this is the real secret of Gardening.
I understand , said the snake that you are my charioteer inasmuch as that you are my Krishna, but: there is a subtle technicality here.I was always absorbed in you, Shiva! And it is Shiva I located, so, will the ramifications be any different?
I now wish to improve your understanding about the Shiva conscious.Snakes do not bite each other for survival.They are shunned on wrong Notion.Lethal, as their bites can be,they are rarely an aggressor tribe.They only use their fangs if grossly intruded upon.My chief adornment is the King Cobra.One, who has learnt by mere posture to ward off the eveil of malafide intrusion.
The snake observed that even Shiva’s trident was only parked beside Him.
My snakes never actually Bite venom to their creator,they only discharge roles that are alloted to them,sometimes vomiting venom when they were,infact aiding the production of Ambrosia. I want you to understand this well before you are turned to man again. For the Shiva conscious man has a greater task than the Shiva conscious snake, he must partake a little venom spilled by the Shiva conscious snake.
Remember one last thing about the wandering snakes,said the Yogi with a diamond Gaze,”they always reach their homes in their woods where no one distrubs the harmony of others. They do not just lose skins and get nowhere.They outgrow skins and lose them along the way. They do not lose the way itself.
{excerpted from The Yogi and the snake,1995 }