Nova Rain 0

Hello everyone. You can call me Nova. I'm from California and very happy to be calling Australia home now. I gotta say I thought Californian beaches were the best til I came here. I mean don't get me wrong I love being a Cali girl, but wow this beautiful city with it's amazing harbour and beaches? Definitely found my spiritual home.

Last year I decided to go full gypsy mode and travel the world. What I didn't anticipate was that it would turn out to be an even more exciting sexual journey as well. Particularly here in Sydney. Who'd have thought I'd find my people on the other side of the world but I've got to say you guys really resonate with me across the board.

I’ve always been a bit of a nomad. I collect sunsets, accents, and stories the way other girls collect shoes. Somewhere between a meditation retreat in the rainforest and a ferry ride across Sydney Harbour, I learned how much I love meeting people who are open, warm, and willing to be present in the moment.
I’m one of those deep-feeling, free-spirited, almost always barefoot humans.

You’ll often find me near the ocean — especially if clothing is optional. Nude beaches are my happy place: sun on skin, salt in the air, zero pressure to be anything other than human. There’s something beautifully honest about them. No masks. No rush. Just bodies being bodies and people being people.

Oh and something else I’m particularly into is tantric sex. And like the best things in life I stumbled into it by accident. My first experience with tantra wasn’t planned. I signed up for what I thought was a “gentle meditation retreat with yoga and herbal tea.” I packed oversized jumpers and zero expectations. Turned out I accidentally chose a completely different option from the range of workshops offered at this retreat.

When the facilitator announced, “Today we’ll be exploring conscious touch” I nearly spat out my chai.
I looked around the circle like, Surely this is a metaphor.

It was not a metaphor.

We were paired up and told to sit facing each other, knees touching, eyes locked. No talking. Just breathing. For ten minutes.

Ten. Minutes!

Have you ever stared into a stranger’s eyes that long without laughing or panicking? It was really, really nerve-wracking at first.

At minute three, my brain was like:
Am I blinking too much?
Am I allowed to smile?
Omg I didn’t floss. I guarantee he’s looking at bits of muesli between my teeth.
Why is my face warm?
Surely this is not what people mean by “connection”?

Then something weird happened. The awkwardness melted. The room got quieter. The air felt thicker — not in a heavy way, but in a “something is happening and I don’t know what” way.

Then we were guided to maintain the eye contact while we placed our hands palm to palm but with just a small gap between them – not actually touching. It felt… electric. Not rushed. Not greedy. Just focused and full of anticipation. Like every nerve woke up and went, Oh wow now we’re paying attention. And when we were told to bring our palms gently together it was one of the most erotic things I’d ever experienced.

And then, of course, came a typical me moment. As the facilitator said,
“Notice the energy moving through your body” my stomach made the loudest growl in the history of spiritual experiences.

My partner burst out laughing. I did too.

Nothing says “divine intimacy” like your body demanding a sandwich.

But after that? It became real. Soft. Unexpected. Intimate in a way that wasn’t about doing anything — just feeling. Breathing together. Smiling.
By the end, I walked out thinking “So… that was meant to be meditation? I feel like I just went on the world’s slowest, gentlest, most erotic date ever.”

So I guess you could say I’m soulful but not that in that tedious earnest way some spiritual types have about them. I love to talk about travel, music, and what lights people up — and five minutes later I’ll be teasing you about your drink choice. I love conversations that wander, hands that linger, and tongues that linger even longer….

I’d love to learn what excites you, what you love, what makes you feel alive. I find that when someone shares their passions, it changes the whole mood. Suddenly it’s not just two bodies in a room. It’s two people choosing to be there and it feels like a shared secret, not a transaction.

Perfect date?

A drink or dinner, a lot of smiling, maybe a little blushing, and that slow moment when you both realise, Oh… this is going somewhere nice.
I’m a traveller at heart, but right now I’m choosing Sydney — and the people in it — as my next adventure. If you’re into soulful, playful, slightly nomadic women who like their connections warm and their stories memorable, well then you might just enjoy getting to know me.

I’m certainly going to enjoy getting to know you. xo