Balancing the Earth

February 14, 2026 –

From the Akashic Library I look at my progress, seeing the moments in my story unfolding from above.

Things continue to shift as the earth element rises within me. I feel my sense of the spellwork unfolding, the various pieces coming into place, part of a vast choreography of which I have a celestial glimpse. I am coming to understand the logos and mythos of my story more clearly, where the understanding and application of elemental solution feels to be the very core of the thing – superseding my inquiry into the more complex forms that I have encountered across the realms.

Earth has always been my challenge. The Mythica herself was wrought from the recognition that I had no grasp on the earth element and that my form was shifting without a rudder, where the documentation of my timeline allowed me to forge a Mnemosyne Anchor across the Ether Sea.

When I had studied at the Academy (not Hogwart’s, I just like the T-shirt for the story symmetry), I divined that my weakest element was earth. That while I was exceptionally strong in the ether, the air and the fire, my sense of the most basic aspects of earth life, of the grounded, repetitive, cyclical aspects of actual incarnate life was sorely deficient. More, I possessed a vast abundance of sky perspective, seeing the subtle mythos of our lives which lay in above and below what we experience in the middle world.

This has been both a blessing and a burden, for while I could see the vastness of the pattern which connected us all, the simplicity the marketplace and the delivery of products was an untouchable thing, an artifact of a dimension far removed from my own.

That I could not see this thing, this simple groundedness before these moments is testament to my akashic origins and the challenge of integration into the middle world – where every aspect of what I have been trying to do has revealed itself to be the very ripple of the elements themselves.

Yet the deva of the land empowers me – welcoming me to the planet in a flush of anchoring light. I feel the substance of Elysium anchoring me, shifting my awareness from the clouds down into the soil and solace I have longed for along the way.

It’s a profound sense of change.

Even to write out this post, to do the simplest of things as defined by the aka of production was unavailable before these moments, unable to land due to the imbalance which defined both my blessing and burden as a journalist of the living myth.

Yet that is changing. As I continue my stay here in Elysium and embrace ever-more of the earth element I feel the substance of my spellworks changing – gaining the crucial element of manifestation which bridges sky to earth. Here, Now in this capacity am I seeing the flickering drift of my consciousness condenses from it’s visage in the clouds, where my feet are finally touching the earth.