( it's with a heavy sigh that she sinks down to the ground, legs folded in a proper meditation stance. she absolutely loathes meditating, but she is, pretty much, at her wit's end with this. she wouldn't subject mako to it. she's rather try and help him master earthbending, like masters helped her when she was younger and more naive about the outside world. but if this is how mako want to proceed, she can't really say otherwise - the attitude she had that used to keep her fighty and angry has been crumbled down in the past few years, torn to shreds and rebuilt on greener pastures.

she hates meditating, but not half as much as she used to. )

Well, if it's in there somewhere, I can't find it.

( it's a little snippish, irritated, but entirely at herself. she looks apologetic just after though, shoulders slumping downwards. )

It's not just that. It's just — not there. Water, earth, fire, air, I've cycled through them all and there's nothing. If Tenzin were here, he could explain it better. Like ... cosmic energy, being connected to the two worlds, feeling that tension in all the elements. ( she sighs, heavily, hands nervously jumbling through all the different meditative poses she knows, each for a different chakra. ) But I'm not tethered to this world, so there's nothing. No connection.

And I can't feel Raava, either. She doesn't come when I call out to her, so. ( she settles for her fists pounded together, punching each other sharply once. this is how she'd get into the spirit world if - if there was a spirit world. ) So there really is nothing. I'm just normal.

( she's been just normal before. she can deal with it, has learned how to deal with, has overcome her obstacles and trained spiritually in the ways of nonbenders. it's just. lonely, at the end of the day. there's a part of her that's barren now, in the place where raava used to take up. )