THE INNER GARDEN
A digital sanctuary for the new world
rising
(Digital) doors open Summer 2025
What is The Inner Garden?The Inner Garden is a bridge between worlds — a digital sanctuary for anyone crossing the threshold from empire to ecosystem.
The Inner Garden is spiral journey from the old world dying to the new world rising. A space to reweave the future — with community, ritual, and devotion.
The Inner Garden is not a course, not a product, not a thing to finish — but a living, breathing doorway into a deeper, truer way of being human on planet Earth.
In the Garden, you'll receive:
Spiral Pathways
Guided journeys to help you unbind from empire and root into ecosystem
Sacred Practices
A library of rituals, somatic practices, and mytho-poetic reflections for daily devotion
Soul Community
Soulful space to gather with fellow dreamers, healers, and changemakers held with magic, myth, and softness
Seasonal Offerings
Live circles, workshops, and devotions offered in rhythm with our turning Earth
Sanctuary Space
Sacred space to walk the spiral path of personal + collective liberation, from the old world dying to the new world rising
(Digital)
Doors Open
Summer 2025
The Inner Garden opens this Summer 2025.
I have dreamed of a place like The Inner Garden for the last 10 years and I can think of no better time than now — with all of its complexity and collapse, its upheavals and uncertainties — to bring this dream into form.
Sign up to join the waitlist be the first to know when the Garden opens its doors. In the meantime, you'll receive Glimmers from the Garden, mythic notes from me to you with exclusive sneak peaks into the making of the Garden.Can’t wait to see you there ♡In The Inner Garden you'll receive
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Liberation Space
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Guided Pathways
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Sacred Practices
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Soul Community
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In The Inner Garden you'll receive ✹ Liberation Space ✹ Guided Pathways ✹ Sacred Practices ✹ Soul Community ✹
Rewilding:
My Testimony From The Garden
Nellie Rose Coffy
THIS IS MY STORY ♡Before you step into the Garden, I’d like to share my story with you.
The Inner Garden — this offering, this (digital) sanctuary — began as a hunger, a heartbreak, a remembering.
If you’ve read The Bridge Between Worlds: From Empire to Ecosystem, you’ll know that I believe we are living through a sacred and profound moment in Earth’s history.
This moment, with all of its tension and troubles, its upheavals and reversals, is a mythic moment in which we have each been asked to cross the bridge from the old world dying to the new world rising.
This is not just a question of personal liberation.
It is a mandate for collective liberation.
So here’s my story — how reclaiming my inner garden has changed my life and how, it might, with more and more of us gathered together in spaces like The Inner Garden, help to rewild, re-enchant, and rebirth our world.
Lost In Empire
I arrived at the gates of empire beaming.
As the eldest daughter of Haitian immigrants, raised on tales of revolution and freedom, I was trained from a young age to be exceptional. To earn my place in the shining city on the hill, to bend and break my way into elite spaces, with the belief that with enough sacrifice I would eventually earn my freedom.
I remember driving through the pristine grounds of New Canaan Country School, my mother’s beat-up Mazda wheezing as we parked next to gleaming Audis and Lexuses.
I was twelve and shame bloomed in me like wildfire. I could feel all the ways I did not measure up: not white enough, not rich enough, not cool enough. And all the ways I was far too much: too black, too weird, too outspoken.
Though I didn’t have words for it then, something primal in me knew I would have to shrink to survive.
I was bullied. My body changed and I bled. I writhed in pain on a plastic cot in the nurse’s office. I learned to leave myself. To dissociate. To strive instead. And strive I did — earning my place at an elite New England boarding school, the Ivy League, and prestigious jobs in Silicon Valley.
I believed I was holding it all together, becoming free.
But really, I was slowly breaking apart.
Finding My Inner Garden
I remained a faithful devotee of empire until something cracked in me.
It was 2020.
It was a year of collapse and revelation around the world.
As we sheltered in place and the wild reclaimed our urban jungles; as coyotes were seen on the Golden Gate Bridge and the Santa Monica mountains could be seen clearly from Los Angeles for the first time in 50 years, I found myself sobbing in the shower. Howling to the moon. Writing again after nearly a decade of silence.
My dungeon shook.
My inner empire — the beliefs that had colonized my mind, my body, my soul — finally collapsed.
That year, I rediscovered my feminine, buried under the rubble of my inner empire. I found my magic. I began to suspect that the world as we knew it was dying — and that something both ancient and entirely emergent was trying to be born.
And so I began to listen.
I listened to the wind. To my body. To the voice of my ancestors.
I turned inward. I wrote poems. I painted. I deepened my spiritual practice. I remembered the wild girl who used to read books all day and speak truth to power without apology.
I began to truly feel the ground beneath my feet. I stood barefoot on the earth and let the soles of my feet teach me something about trust, about liberation, about love.
I stopped living for productivity.
I started living for presence.
I stopped placing the gods of empire on my altar.
I started tending to the altar of my deepest dreams.
Over time, I let my words become spells for the world I longed to see.
And slowly, like clouds rolling over a mountain, I found my inner garden again.
Rewilding Ourselves,
Rebirthing Our World
I move differently now.
Success is not the key to my freedom — softness is, trust is, love is.
I can wholeheartedly say that today, I am living my liberation.
Yes, there are peaks and valleys, cycles and spirals, but that’s what it means to become wild again: to move in lunar time, to be with the changes, to compost, to seed, to tend, to harvest, and to begin the cycle anew — expanded, deepened, reborn.
I’m still softening.
Still finding my way across the bridge between worlds.
But this much I know: rewilding my inner world has been the key to my personal liberation.
And I believe this sacred work is the key to our collective liberation as well.
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We are collectively crossing this bridge from empire to ecosystem — from the old world dying to the new world rising, from urgency to rhythm, from depletion to devotion, from isolation to interdependence.
This collective crossing will be made up of 8 billion personal crossings, of journeys like mine and yours, from our own inner empires to our rewilded inner ecosystems.
This is where The Inner Garden comes in.
The Inner Garden is not just a community or a collection of offerings.
It is sacred structure for crossing the bridge from the old world dying to the new world rising.
The Inner Garden is a sacred rhythm to remember and return to. A spiral path, a sanctuary for our own inner rewildings, a community with which to rewild and re-enchant our world together.
This is the kind of space I know so many of us are longing for — space to gather with other dreamers, healers, artists, visionaries, and changemakers.
Sacred space to tend truth. To share medicine. To remember that we were never meant to walk this path, this bridge, alone.
If something in you is stirred, moved, lit up, softened, or in anyway seen after reading these words, then I invite you to join us in the Garden.
I can’t wait to rewild, re-enchant, and rebirth the world with you ♡
Come breathe.
Come bloom.
The Inner Garden is
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liberation space
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soul work as a slow bloom
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spell-breaking, world-weaving
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mythic space, poetic space, revolution space
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The Inner Garden is ✹ liberation space ✹ soul work as a slow bloom ✹ spell-breaking, world-weaving ✹ mythic space, poetic space, revolution space ✹
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