Befriend your body. Rewrite the story of your life.

Hello there –

You’ve signed up to explore – and expand – the limits of your erotic imagination. I’m so proud of you, and I can’t wait to write your story.

How it Works
You’ve signed up for four 1:1 sessions with me, which will culminate in you receiving a bespoke erotica story based entirely on your desires.

The first step is to fill out this form to give me just a few basics about who you are and where you want to go.

Erotic imagination form

Once you fill that out, you’ll get an email with an invitation to schedule your first session. We’ll meet over Zoom unless you’re local to Vancouver/Vancouver Island, in which case we can meet in person (just reply to your confirmation email, or email me at sonja@yourbodystory.com if that’s the case).

In our time together, we’ll dive into your erotic imagination. We’ll cover the types of erotic fantasies you’re drawn to, any pockets of shame you might experience around your sexual desires, your experience with self-pleasure, and the framework of an erotic story that would speak to your deepest cravings.

Take the next step and fill out your erotic imagination form and we’ll get moving on making your dreams come alive on paper.

Much love,
Sonja

In Your Words

I am a changed person because of Sonja and so are my relationships.”

Cammie

"I was surprised by how well Sonja really listened to me, and not just my words. She is present, and thus can find the deeper expression among all the rambling and 'I don’t knows.'"

Katie

"Sonja is a wise, authentic guide teaching deep and mind-blowing truths using a fun, light-hearted approach. 

After each session, I feel more in touch with my intuition and filled with optimism."

Debbie

The Journal

Whale Songs In the Hardest Times

Over the past year, we have experienced a rapid increase in the intensity of life, and this year is looking to top it all. It reminds me of my time living on Kaua’i. That island appears to be paradise, but those who live there know the intensity of the last mountain in the sea.

I Know that Man

I know that man.

He was the father of my best friend, the one who still had a job even though the factories had kicked nearly everyone else out. He brought me to my first picket line. Taught me to look at the labels of clothing, to search for things made in America. I still think of him when I think of the children in the Philippines who made my shirt.

“On this path effort never goes to waste, and there is no failure.”

The Bhagavad Gita 2:40