The earth wasn't controling her, the earth was asking for help. The earth had built her up to learn what she now knew. There were no more voices in her head, no more chaos, no more negative shit. It had to do with the air.

The earth itself is negatively charged, while the air and atmosphere are positively charged. That's why it was easier to think more positive thoughts when you stand on a chair or when you hike a mountain or are around less people. Everything at ground level was naturally negative. We had just gone a tad bit overboard in recent civilization so the earth was now communicating for us to help bring more harmony to the planet. Her body had gone from being a medium of misunderstanding what role she should play for the earth, to recognizing that it was her body that was pulling the positivity from the air to balance out the land.

She did this by taking a deep negative thought, spilling it out into her heart and her surrounding area. The more negative the thought, the greater the willingness of the air to bring positive energy to balance it all out. It was just in time too, because everyone needed a bit of balance. The earth thanked her for listening, and they had a ton of work to do. They were happy to be communicating again, it had been way too long. The earth would never stop speaking to her again, it was the only thing that ever had. She had found her way home.