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Bedtime Stories

Stories from the Village

Bedtime Stories

Stories from the Village

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Bedtime Stories

Stories from the Village

Image collage of author Kathryn Nicolai and an illustration of a sleep dog. — Kathryn Nicolai
(she/her)

Kathryn Nicolai is the creator of the enormously successful podcast Nothing Much Happens® and the author of the book of the same name. Nothing Much Happens® is consistently ranked in the top 1% of all podcasts in the world and has received over 100 million downloads. It has been recognized in many articles for its excellence, originality, and production design, and Kathryn herself has become a leading voice in self-care, contributing to articles and op-eds about sleep, wellness, and bibliotherapy. She was a featured speaker at the Integrative Mental Health Summit in 2021 and 2022. She has appeared on countless wellness and personal interest podcasts sharing her techniques and insight for achieving better sleep and more mindful days.
As an architect of cozy, she leans on her years of experience as a yoga and meditation teacher to seamlessly blend storytelling with brain training methods that build better sleep habits over time. She lives in Michigan with her wife and two dogs.

Stationary Shop illustration — The Book

Illustration of a Christmas scene with people sitting around a table celebrating — The Stories

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Illustration of a park at night — The Media

As the tub filled, I got a fresh towel and wash cloth from the linen closet, my book from the bedside table and a tall glass of water from the kitchen. It’s strange what feels indulgent to you at different stages of your life. When I was younge

The morning had come in like a lion. When I’d pushed aside the curtains in my bedroom, I’d found few inches of fresh snow spread over the yard and more falling fast behind it. The winter aconite with its tiny yellow flowers that had appea

March is wild and ever changing. Sweet mild spring one hour, a howling gale of snow and ice the next. I liked her unpredictability, how unapologetic she was when she turned on a dime and changed herself completely in an afternoon. I’d heard onc

There was a remnant of a label though any print that had been there was long ago faded and washed away. As I rinsed it in the river, I decided that it had held hair tonic, a precursor to our gels and mouses of today and that this particular bottle ha

As I slipped the coin into my pocket, I decided that it had been brought home after a trip abroad years ago, the change from an ice cream bought on the last walk through a plaza before heading to the airport. It had become a token of remembrance for

I’d already had my first find on the river bank. I was mud larking, a term and activity I wasn’t familiar with until my beach combing friends had taught me about it. To mud lark was to search the soft banks beside a body of water for inte

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