🌿 Elemental Magic & Intuitive Embodiment

I’ve always felt the elements weren’t just outside me, they were inside me, humming through my bones, stirring in my dreams, whispering through my breath. They’re not just poetic metaphors. They’re living frequencies. And when I tune into their rhythms, something ancient and intuitive awakens.
This isn’t a teaching. It’s a remembering.

Let me tell you a story.

A few years ago, I was walking barefoot through the bush near Surf Beach, feeling a bit untethered after a big energetic release. I’d just finished a deep healing session and my aura felt like it had been stretched thin. I wandered until I found a patch of moss under a scribbly gum and sat down. I pressed my palms into the Earth and whispered, “Hold me.”

And she did.

The Earth didn’t speak in words. She spoke in weight, in stillness, in the slow pulse of presence. I felt my breath deepen. My thoughts quiet. My body soften. That moment became a ritual I return to often, when I need to rewild, to root, to remember.

🪨 Earth is the anchor. She stabilises my psychic field and reminds me that my body is sacred terrain.

Then there’s Water.

I’ve cried into bowls. I’ve bathed with intention. I’ve scryed with mirrors and moonlight. Water is my emotional oracle. She moves through me like memory and mystery.

One night, after a vivid dream that felt like a message from Spirit, I brewed a tea with Blue Lotus and Lemon Balm. I sipped slowly, letting the floral notes lift the veil. I journaled what came through, symbols, sensations, fragments of soul language. That dream led me to create an archetype that now lives in one of my decks.

🌊 Water opens the Clairs, psychic senses. She teaches me to flow with feeling and listen with my whole body.

And Fire, oh, Fire.

She’s the one who shows up when I write with passion, when I dance in candlelight, when I speak truth that burns through illusion. Fire is my creative spark and my psychic courage.
I remember a moment during a mentorship call when someone asked, “How do I know if it’s intuition or fear?” I lit a candle and said, “Let’s ask Fire.” We sat in silence, watching the flame flicker. And then the answer came not from me, but from the flame itself.

🔥 Fire illuminates the unseen. She transfigures doubt into knowing.

Air is the whisper.

She moves through breathwork, mantra, and the winds that rustle through my garden. She’s subtle but potent. I often receive messages while walking in the wind, phrases that land like spells, words that shimmer with soul-coded resonance.

🌬️ Air activates clairaudience. She speaks in whispers and wings.

And then there’s Taste.

Taste is the psychic portal I never expected. It’s the way I commune with herbs and flowers, the way I listen with my tongue.

I’ve brewed teas that felt like transmissions. I’ve sipped Mugwort and dreamed in symbols. I’ve stirred Tulsi into my rituals and felt my heart open like a temple.

🍵 Taste is frequency. Every herb carries a message.

I created a ritual called the Steam Oracle, where you brew your herbs, gaze into the rising steam, and let the shapes speak. It’s simple, sensual, and deeply psychic.
And if you’re wondering where to begin, start with a question. Then choose a herb or flower essence that calls to you. Sip slowly. Journal deeply. Let its spirit speak.

I love working with Australian Bush Flower Essences, especially Fringed Violet for aura protection and Bush Iris for spiritual rebirth. Ian White’s book Australian Bush Flower Essences is a beautiful companion if you’re curious to learn more.

So here’s my invitation:

Let the elements guide you. Let them shape your rituals, intuition, daily integration. You don’t need to master them. You just need to listen.

And when you do, you’ll find that the wild within you is not separate from the world around you. It’s woven into every breath, every sip, every flame, every tear.

This is elemental magic. This is intuitive embodiment.

Prayer of Petal and Leaf

The circle is complete
The work is woven
With petals of peace and leaves of light
May Fringed Violet soothe the subtle body
Shielding what’s sacred, softening what’s raw
May Bush Iris guide the soul’s passage
Clearing the path for luminous renewal
We thank Mugwort for dream’s embrace
For visions stirred and shadows softened
We honour Tulsi for heart-fire and devotion
For truth spoken and spirit held
Let the scent of Lavender linger
A breath of calm, a balm of grace
Let the memory of Rose remain
A kiss of love, a crown of soul
As we close this space
May all that was stirred settle gently
May all that was released return to Earth
And may all that was received
Bloom in time, in truth, in tenderness
It is done. It is blessed. It is whole.

Note: Herbal and flower remedies, including teas and tinctures, are medicinal in nature. Always seek professional medical advice where necessary, especially when pregnant, breastfeeding, taking medication, or managing health conditions.

With love and luminous presence,
Suzy Cherub

PS: If this post stirred something in your soul… if you felt the hum of Earth in your bones, the whisper of Water in your dreams, the spark of Fire in your truth, or the breath of Air moving through your spirit—then you’re already walking the path of Elemental Magic and Intuitive Embodiment.

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