🚨Vulnerable Share Alert🚨 Lately I’ve been moving through something that has been bringing up a lot of old feelings in me. Over the past few weeks I’ve been doing some deeper parts work, and it’s opened up new realizations about my relationship with my family and how much of my life has quietly been shaped around other people. It’s been a heartbreaking thing to see clearly. Even as a 36-year-old woman, I can recognize how often I’ve been posturing my life around the needs, emotions, or expectations of others. Call it people-pleasing. Call it codependency. Call it mother wounds. Whatever the label, I’m starting to see the ways my upbringing influenced the trajectory of my life in ways I hadn’t fully acknowledged before. For a while I was in the blame stage. Feeling like a victim who had just been along for the ride. But over the last couple of weeks, something has shifted and I think I’m ready to move into the next part of the story. One of the hardest things I’ve had to accept recently is that my own mother may never be able to support me in the ways I’ve always hoped she would. And strangely… there has been a kind of freedom in that realization. Because the beautiful thing about being in a community like this one is that we are not limited to the wisdom of the family we were born into. There are so many people here who have walked similar thresholds before us. So I’m coming here honestly and vulnerably to ask: If you’ve navigated something similar (especially my fellow eldest daughters out there) I would love to hear from you. What helped you step out of the patterns you inherited? What helped you reclaim your own life? Any wisdom, reflections, or hard-won lessons… I’m very open to receiving right now. 🤍

This will be the final yoga nidra in the astrological archetype series… Pisces! It has me wondering... Who here is a Pisces?!

Some of you have noticed that I’ve been quieter than usual in here lately. I want you to know it isn’t because I don’t care or that I’ve drifted away. I’m still here. I’ve just hit a bit of a wall… and I’ve felt really stuck and unsure of how to share or move forward. This past week brought everything into the light and it’s asked me to surrender. This is a vulnerable and transparent share for me, but the past few months? years? have held me in a wave of depression that I’ve been trying to “manage” rather than actually feel for quite some time. And strangely… letting myself stop fighting it has felt more liberating than anything I’ve done in years. I’ve been ignoring it, minimizing it, over-promising, masking it expertly, freezing, dissociating and bypassing this huge truth that, now that I am finally looking at it directly, BEFRIENDING it even, it's become the very thing that opened the cathartic release I’ve been craving. Hope Abides!! The clouds are parting! The fog is lifting! The sunrise is breaking over the horizon! Hallelujah! 😭🙌🌻 Of course, Yoga Nidra has been the one practice I keep returning to. Some days, it's been the only thing that lets my body unclench… that gives my mind permission to stop negotiating with itself. I wanted to share this because we often talk about Nidra as a tool for rest, clarity, calm… but it’s also a companion for the darker, quieter passages. The ones we don’t (or can't) always name out loud (yet). I know many of you can relate. So, if you’ve ever walked through a similar season and are willing to share.. I’d truly love to hear from you: What helped you? What supported you? Is there a Nidra, ritual, or small practice that carried you through? I’m feeling very seen, loved, and supported through this new revelation, so don’t worry — this isn’t a cry for help, other than wanting to learn from those of you who’ve walked this path before. But I did want to name my absence, let you know I’m still here and extend my hand. Community holds us not only in our good, open seasons, but also in the real work of befriending the parts of ourselves we tend to turn away from. And I know that’s what we’ve built here.. so truly, thank you.

It feels so aligned to share that Vala’s name, Valgerður, means “guardian of the fallen”... Shavasana. When she stepped into this role as Moderator, it was striking to learn this connection. Her namesake speaks of guardianship, fate, and transition. In many ways, she embodies that here: A guide through rest, through Shavasana, and through the deep interconnectedness of life. I have had the honour of witnessing Vala’s journey for some time now. She has explored four cycles of the Peace in Rest program and was part of the very first Nova Nidra Teacher Training. What stands out most is the way she has moved from being a quiet, steady presence to expressing her voice with such clarity and care. She now inspires others to do the same. Vala is an explorer of lineage, language, art, plants, fungi, rocks, poetry, sound, philosophy, mythology, and so much more. She has a way of reminding us that everything is connected. Connection is her devotion, her curiosity, her humour. It is such an honour to welcome Vala into this role. Thank you, Vala, for the depth you bring, for your caring and deep commitment to this community, and for walking alongside us as a guardian and a voice of inspiration.

Hi sweet community, I’m really trying to keep it cool over here, but I’ve gotta be honest… Technology is testing me this week. For the past two days, I’ve been trying to upload a yoga nidra for Virgo season... and each time, it stalls at the exact same point. It just won’t go through. I’ve cleared storage, restarted systems, whispered sweet nothings to my laptop… still, no luck. And here’s the kicker: I’ve now recorded this Nidra three times. Yes, three. So naturally, I’m going to assume that means it’s just getting more potent with each take 😅. Maybe this one needed to be infused with a little more Virgo precision and a whole lot of surrender. This is the first time I’ve had this kind of tech roadblock. And while I know it’s not the end of the world, I really value keeping my promises... especially when I say a Nidra is on the way. So if you were hoping for one this week, please know: I haven’t forgotten. I’m just navigating a little digital detour. I’d love if you could send a little tech magic my way... light a candle, send a prayer, whisper to your router. Whatever you’ve got. And if you’ve ever felt the frustration of tech hiccups, trust me: you’re not alone. Thanks for walking this path with me, even when it glitches. Turning myself off... and back on again. When in doubt Nidra out!