Befriend your body. Rewrite the story of your life.
Hello there –
You’ve signed up to explore your erotic imagination, and I can’t wait to write your story.
How it Works
To get started you just need to fill out this simple form. In it you’ll share with me the outline of the bespoke erotica story you’d like to receive, plus a little extra so I can get to know you and what turns you on.
You’ll find the erotic imagination form here.
Give me as much information as possible so you can get a piece that speaks directly to your desires.
From there I’ll send you a note with some questions to clarify what you want, or invite you to schedule a 30-minute call in case we need to explore exactly how you want this story to go.
If you feel stuck on asking for what you want (it’s common) or want to go deeper into your exploration, email me at sonja@yourbodystory.com to book 1:1 work with me.
After we set the story line, you’ll get your piece in 4-5 weeks, sometimes sooner.
Here’s the erotic imagination form again.
I look forward to making your erotic imagination come to life.
Much love,
Sonja
In Your Words
“I am a changed person because of Sonja and so are my relationships.”
"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.'"
"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."
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.
January yoga nidra practice: Releasing into Faith
January yoga nidra practice: Releasing into Faith
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