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When a gecko drops onto your shoulder

Updated on June 11, 2011

Is it an omen that bad luck is headed your way?

 I am a naturally superstitous person.  I believe in signs to show you if good luck or bad luck is headed your way.  If you are thinking of taking a trip and all of a sudden keep seeing posters advertising airlines, then I take that as a sign that I am meant to take the trip.  Granted, I have on occasion misread signs and maybe manipulated them so that I could do what I wanted to do.  Those instances have always ended in disaster.  Never manipulate a sign.  I never walk under ladders, step on cracks and become agitated when a black cat crosses my path.  When I hear an owl hoot at night, I wonder who's ill and who's going to die and it affects my sleep.  I'm not paranoid or weird, well, I don't think so.  So, when a gecko fell on my shoulder, I had to wonder if it was some kind of a sign.

The dog was scratching at the door.  It was past her dinner time.  I slid back the bolt and pushed open the door as I always did, to get her silver food bowl outside.  Nothing out of the ordinary.  Nothing to warn me of the horror that was to come.  Then I saw it drop out of the corner of my eye and then felt it.  A gecko dropped from the top of the doorframe onto my shoulder, and as I jumped backwards and screamed loudly, it bounced off my shoulder and onto the floor which was nicely decorated with dog's muddy paw prints.  We do seem to be having a bit of a rainy season the last few weeks.  Maybe that's why we've had regular electricity.  I waited for the gecko to roll over and run off to hide in a crack somewhere.  But it lay there, looking like a rubber toy.  Being a curious person, I knelt down to look at the gecko and was immediately hit by the putrifying smell of decomposition.  The gecko had already proceded to decompose.  It was very dead, no more, already headed off to a higher world where everything is bright and beautiful.  When feeding the dog in the morning, the gecko must have stupidly been hiding in the doorframe, and when I closed the door, I gave it a mortal wound in its belly.  The gecko's little intestines were exposed, and a closer look showed that they were moving.  Was the poor creature still alive, I wondered, and then a maggot fell out.  Maggots burst from the unfortunate gecko like candy from a pinyata.  It had to be one of the grossest things I had ever seen.  Even grosser than the sight of a hundred Cape Vulture tearing apart a bloated dead donkey on the side of the road.  On a slightly smaller scale of course.  I frantically called my son, reminded him repeatedly that as he was eighteen he was now officially a man, and ordered him to remove the offending object, the decomposing beast.  And then it hit me.  Was this a sign?  Was a dead decomposing gecko filled with maggots dropping onto my shoulder a sign of something bad to come?

I approached Thursday with a good deal of tepidation, expecting something bad to happen at any moment.  Nothing did.  Maybe a dead decomposing maggot-infested gecko dropping onto your shoulder was not a bad sign after all?  Thursday proved to be an exceptionally good day.  However, the gecko effect had yet to arrive.  As Friday loomed, I had a sense of forboding.  I couldn't believe that there would be no run-off effects from the dead gecko.  Something bad had to happen.  And, it did.  Straight after school, my son casually joked that  the man who lived in the cottage in the bottom of my garden had been arrested for attempted rape.  My jaw dropped.  That man, was supposed to be taking my friends up Mount Kilimanjaro on Thursday!  I had already paid him a $100 deposit!  How was he going to take them if he was in jail?  It was the gecko I thought, feeling rather venomous myself.  The gecko had brought this bad luck.  It's falling on my shoulder was a bad omen after all. 

I did some investigation.  My neighbor was a fraud.  He was not a licenced guide, would not have been able to take my friends up, and as Mount Kilimanjaro is quite treacherous as every year climbers succumb to altitude sickness and join that gecko in a higher place, an inexperienced non-guide guide could have been a disaster.  I had never questioned him as I took all he'd said on face-value.  I believed him.  Gullability has always been a problem of mine.  Now, left with the problem of my friends arriving Monday, and expecting to head up the big rock on Thursday, I started to feel anxious.  I contacted someone who worked with me whom I knew definitely was a guide, and he's speaking to some guide friends and hopefully my friends will get sorted out.  It does seem like the $100 I paid on their behalf has gone.  The neighbor had asked me for the deposit saying that it was the busy season and he needed the money to put down as a deposit on the overnight huts.  Another lie.  He owed the sport's coach money, and interestingly enough repaid his loan the same day I paid the deposit.  Was I ripped off?  Probably.  Have I ever been scammed and conned before by unscrupulous people I had blindly believed.  Absolutely.  It's what led me to write my self-help book, Fear, Phobias and Frozen Feet.  Yet, here it has happened again.

I have to ask, is it me?  Do I have to stop trusting people and believing what they say?  Must I become suspicious of every word that emanates from their lucious lips?  That's not me.  I am like a dog.  Trusting, loyal, faithful.  Step on my tail and I bite.  I put all the blame on the gecko.  That sad decomposing maggot-infested gecko, who put his life on the line when he hid on my doorframe when I closed the door.  But then, maybe the gecko actually did me a service.  He gave his life to protect my friends that might have met their demise on a treacherous mountain with an inexperienced guide.  That poor gecko, is actually a hero.  Now, I must find out if I can grab that guy's furniture, store it in my garage, hold it hostage until I get my $100 back!

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      Cindy Vine 7 years ago from Cape Town

      NYWT, you are right, it's just a matter of perception

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      New York Walking Tours 7 years ago

      I have had plenty of geckos in my life - see them nearly daily here in Hawaii. We used to think they were good luck. We had one we named Leonard and he died of rat poison - sad day for us. Anyways - it is all how you look at things. Trusting people is hard no matter how you look at it. Not too many can be. Check out my latest hub at:

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      Cindy Vine 7 years ago from Cape Town

      Jameel, maybe you're going to have something bad happen and it was a warning like what happened to me.

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      Jaadhulla Jameel 7 years ago

      when i was sitting on a squating pan in the toilet. A gecko fallen infront of me. When i checked it was dead. what it means?

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      Cindy Vine 7 years ago from Cape Town

      Glad you enjoyed this Storytellersrus

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      Barbara 7 years ago from Stepping past clutter

      haha what a fun read!

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      Cindy Vine 7 years ago from Cape Town

      Thanks Dixie, well I have written over 100 hubs so there are a lot to wade through! Lol. Not sure I can do customer service I am often a bit too direct!

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      Dixie W 7 years ago from Odessa, Texas

      THis is terrific, I love your writing style. I am like that. Not necessarily gulible but I try to be the best person I can (unless I'm pissed off) and expect other people to generally be the same way. I work in customer service so have to refrain from expressing some of my thoughts at work but not all. There are always people who say that the customers cuss at them and abuse them. This rarely happens to me and upon the occasion that it does it never lasts long because I usually have a comment to make that stuns them into silence, often without irritating them. Keep writing can't wait to read more of your hubs.

      Dixie W

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      Cindy Vine 7 years ago from Cape Town

      Hey Dale, thanks so much that's a real honour! I'll check out your blog!

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      Dale Mazurek 7 years ago from Canada

      Reading all your hubs are always so much fun.

      Who is to know forsure if the gecko really was a bad omen but the way you describe things you do tell a compelling story.

      Anyways another reader suggested your hub for my blog and they were absolutely right in suggesting it.

      You can find the blog on my profile

      Cheers

      Dale

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      Cindy Vine 7 years ago from Cape Town

      Lol BP, sometimes I wish there was less of the colour and I long for the stability of the little house with white picket fences somewhere in suburbia, but then I know, a few months later I'll be bored as!

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      blondepoet 7 years ago from australia

      Wow Cindy your world has so much colour, so much culture. Your story-telling tales are the best in the world. Wish I was your neighbour I could pop the weiners out while you went to work.

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      Cindy Vine 7 years ago from Cape Town

      Habee, I'm starting to wonder if there was much good in it dropping onto my shoulder!

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      Holle Abee 7 years ago from Georgia

      Great hub and pics, Cindy! We have geckoes on our front porch, and I'm always afraid one will drop on me. At least yours was dead. Good - I think?

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      Cindy Vine 7 years ago from Cape Town

      Bekka, thanks, will check out yours

      Prettydrakhorse, happy holidays to you as well!

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      prettydarkhorse 7 years ago from US

      hi, gecko --- omens, there is nothing wrong if you beleive in them, just precautions, like in our culture we have lots of them too,

      Happy holidays Cindy to you and yours, Maita

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      Bekka123 7 years ago

      Hi again, magnificent hub, I have also written a few more which I wondered if you could check out. Hope you are well.

      Bekka x

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      Cindy Vine 7 years ago from Cape Town

      Studyo, was burgled yesterday, my laptop with all my work on it was stolen, so I am wondering about that gecko!

      Money Glitch, the police suspect that it was the neighbour who was evicted who broke into my house yesterday and stole my laptop, video camera and camera and laptop case with all my portable hard drives in - 10 years of music gone...

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      Money Glitch 7 years ago from Texas

      What a great story! It seems that the gecko bought you luck in that your friends were saved from possible harm. Maybe if you still have the remnants of the decomposed gecko, you can leave it on your neighbors steps and then call and ask for your money back.:D

      A trust tidbit that works for me is "When in doubt, check it out..

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      stüdyo 7 years ago

      We used to think they were good luck. We had one we named Leonard and he died of rat poison

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      6inchboot 7 years ago

      I like it,thank you for sharing.www.6inchboot.com

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      Cindy Vine 7 years ago from Cape Town

      Yeah FP, I keep asking myself why these things happen to me?

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      Feline Prophet 7 years ago

      Cindy your life is one big adventure! Keep writing about it! :)

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      Cindy Vine 7 years ago from Cape Town

      Hi Cris, yep, those are pics of Kili!

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      Cris A 7 years ago from Manila, Philippines

      I put more weight on gut feel than superstitious beliefs. I trust my instinct more but then again, to err on the side of caution is always the safer bet.

      Enjoyed the read. Are those pics of the Kilimanjaro? Wow, lucky you! :D

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      Cindy Vine 7 years ago from Cape Town

      CMHypno, so true, it's exactly that which made me stop obsessing about the $100!

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      CMHypno 7 years ago from Other Side of the Sun

      Read this just after dinner unfortunately! Maggots are never a good thing! But if you look at it positively losing $100 is better than running into trouble on the mountain with an untrained guide who just might be an attempted rapist?

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      Cindy Vine 7 years ago from Cape Town

      Haha Jerilee, not sure about a crazy dance, but I sure did scream! lol

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      Jerilee Wei 7 years ago from United States

      Ha Ha I can just picture that, having seen my daughter when going out the door have a frog first jump on her head, then in her effort to remove it, the poor creature slid down the back of her blouse. She looked like she was doing some crazy dance.

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      Cindy Vine 7 years ago from Cape Town

      Elayne, yeah omens are a matter of perception. I remember when a bird pooped on my arm, everybody said it was a sign of good luck, and then a few days later I was told I had breast cancer.

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      Elayne 7 years ago from Rocky Mountains

      I have had plenty of geckos in my life - see them nearly daily here in Hawaii. We used to think they were good luck. We had one we named Leonard and he died of rat poison - sad day for us. Anyways - it is all how you look at things. Trusting people is hard no matter how you look at it. Not too many can be. Check out my latest hub at:

      https://hubpages.com/religion-philosophy/Story-of-

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      Cindy Vine 7 years ago from Cape Town

      Yep Paradies, think I've managed to organise another guide for them.

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      Paradise7 7 years ago from Upstate New York

      The gecko story. I loved it, and it had the right ending. Truly, the arrest of the inexperienced guide was a blessing in disguise. Your friends don't want to climb a mountain with someone who doesn't know what they're doing!

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      Cindy Vine 7 years ago from Cape Town

      Amillar, yeah am letting my school director sort it out. I don't want the law after me here. Apparently they are known for beating prisoners.

      Xawnu, just a little superstitious!

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      xawnu 7 years ago

      Ha ha a bit superstitious

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      amillar 7 years ago from Scotland, UK

      Cindy, why don’t you send that guy a thank you note in prison? Say that you’ve found King Solomon’s Mines on top of the mountain. Promise to share the proceeds, if he’ll chip in $100 for some shovels and a donkey.

      Better leave that furniture alone - he probably stole it - and the next thing to land on your shoulder, will be the long arm of the law.

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      Cindy Vine 7 years ago from Cape Town

      Haha yeah Ralph, and will call that guy Doc from now on.

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      Ralph Deeds 7 years ago from Birmingham, Michigan

      As the old sayings, go

      "Trust other people, but cut the cards."

      and

      "Never play cards with a man named 'Doc.'"

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      Cindy Vine 7 years ago from Cape Town

      Ralwus, nah was superstitious before I went to Asia.

      Hello, Hello, no - not awesome having the gecko drop on my shoulder.

      Ethel, yeah, guess we must spare a thought for the gecko.

      Alekhouse, yeah, as the guy works with me, never thought I needed to check him out!

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      Nancy Hinchliff 7 years ago from Essex Junction, Vermont

      A compelling story, Cindy. And about trust, I would say this: No, do not stop trusting people. but be cautious. Checking people out, when money is involved, is probably a good idea. Not everyone is trustworthy. It seems to me you have good instincts. Just trust youself.

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      Eileen Kersey 7 years ago from Kingston-Upon-Hull

      That's a great story Cindy. Poor Gecko, Poor you. The Gecko saved the day? Maybe

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      Hello, hello, 7 years ago from London, UK

      What a story, cindyvine. It must have awsome with that gecko dropping on your shoulder. My best wishes and good luck.

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      ralwus 7 years ago

      You better just forget about the money or worse things than a dead gecko may arrive at your door. Only in Cindy's world. LOL

      Stop trusting people like that and check them out first before you give them money or even your precious 'love'. I think you were in Asia too long, superstition is rampant over there isn't it? hugs and Merry Christmas to ye. Charlie