The first leaf falls —

a clearing where

I can rest.

With the last new moon I bled, and I allowed myself a couple of days to really rest after a very full month. It was so lovely to soften into my nest here at home, to feel gratitude for having a safe space where I can truly land. I am surrounded by objects, art, and plants that call me back to myself through their beauty.

For us women, it feels so important to cultivate beauty and to live in a healthy relationship with it—one that is beyond vanity. Beauty, in its deeper sense, is remembrance. As female-bodied beings, we are close to the feminine essence of nature and matter. We are fed and nurtured by the beauty we create, by the care we give, by inviting ourselves home through these small daily acts.

When we do this, we weave a field of beauty and spaciousness, not only for ourselves but also for our loved ones. Yet the foundation of this field is always within us. We are the landing place. We are the field.

I wish for you to explore these practices in your own way, to use them as doorways for cultivating your own inner garden. And if you feel called to go deeper, my online course Radical Care offers guidance in tending to the garden of soul and presence in everyday life. It is currently 30% off until the 6th of September with code FEELING30.

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Last night’s Yoga Nidra for Sensitive Souls was recorded live during our weekly gathering, and I’m feeling so much joy to share the replay with you here.

Before each session, I take half an hour to sit, tuning in and creating the energetic field we enter together. Last night, I felt a strong call for clarity and spaciousness. I created the space around me using different shades of white—textures and materials that invite stillness. A soft white sheepskin beneath me. A large, off-white shell from my mother’s collection. Selenite and a clear quartz crystal on the altar.

I lit two white candles and offered herbs I had gathered that day: wild mugwort from my walk, a sprig of white sage growing on my terrace, and a small quaint pinecone. These quiet gestures, these invitations to presence, helped form the container.

I also positioned two singing bowls: my crystal alchemy bowl, resonant with the sacral chakra, and my crisp white quartz bowl, which to me moves through the heart, the throat, and even the head. At times I added the delicate sound of African chimes, whose woody sounds dance beautifully with the bowls’ tones.

As I guided the practice, I spoke about the importance of cultivating inner silence especially now, when the collective psychic field feels so charged. Returning to the stillness within ourselves is not just healing; it’s a quiet offering to the world. When we hold spaciousness inside, we ripple that frequency outward. We remind the collective field that presence is possible, and that peace is not only a longing, but a living embodied reality.

May this practice be a sanctuary for your sensitive soul.

With love,

Nalini X

The first leaf falls —

a clearing where

I can rest.

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