Okay, so yesterday I got blasted by an over-developed heart chakra. Today it's the opposite... the 'all under' guy. Yours seem to be all closed up. Not completely, but very much. One might tend to think that would make you a passive person, but it seems like "I'm strong because life has forced me to be" might be an apt description here. But it seems like it might be draining, and I hope it isn't effecting your health. There is definitely potential for it.

It's difficult to get much of anything on you. You're very withdrawn from life in general, and not in a positive way. Like you're sort of shut down, "I quit".

Anyway, that being said, since I don't usually 'go there', I figure I'll move on to what you asked for. :D

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The Andes mountains. Cotapaxi, the highest active volcano in the world now... once just a quiet mountain in amongst the rest. Shorter than it is now...

There you stand. Looking out across the world from your vantage point, you are like any young lad--excited and proud. This was your Spirit Walk, and you made it all the way.

The wind is bitter as it drives into the mountain, but you don't care. You're dressed for it, and so you stand and look out over the world, feeling as if you rule it all.

'Tis the folly of youth, that. To believe you know everything and to not understand how little you truly do know. Your elders warned you not to go here. Not to wander the rumbling mountain... for danger lurked there.

But you just knew that your Spirit Walk required this place. So here you are, on top of the world-literally.

Now it's time to go down the mountain again. You begin your trek with a light heart. Slipping and sliding, you make your way for several hours, still on a high from the trip.

But as you make your way down, the mountain rumbles again. Loose stones rain down on you at first, but then the rumble picks up... soon you find yourself slipping on the increasing barrage of dirt and stones.

With a roar, the landslide picks up, dust rising into the air and boulders now joining the loose dirt and shale. As you fall and are eventually crushed beneath the mass, you are left with a deep shame, and an inevitable feeling that the Gods have abandoned you... perhaps even intentionally led you to your death at the hands of the vengeful mountain.

Like some sort of cruel, cosmic prank... at your expense.

I invite you now to realize that your choice was made from youthful arrogance, not from guidance from a capricious and spiteful god who wished to watch your suffering and laugh. And even now, there is no one finding humor from your misery.

You are a child of the Divine. You are beloved and precious, and no truly loving being could take pleasure in your sorrow, your hurt, or your loneliness. There is much love awaiting you, if you decide to trust again.