Befriend your body. Rewrite the story of your life.
BodyStory Erotic Alchemy Intake
Hello beautiful being. I’m so honored that you are coming to me for an exploration of your erotic nature and all its possibilities.
About Erotic Alchemy
Erotic Alchemy is a process that weaves together a wealth of modalities, including somatic sex education, yoga, Ayurveda, herbal medicine, witchcraft, narrative healing, and intuitive healing. This multi-faceted healing approach works with the body and mind to awaken or deepen the awakening of the sensual self.
Our work can include coaching in breath, movement, body awareness, boundary-setting, communication, anatomy, sensate focus, meditation, gentle yoga practices, erotic dance, massage, erotic trance, and other body-based teachings about sex and the erotic. My speciality is on rewriting the inner narratives of shame and unworthiness around sexuality and centering yourself as the hero in your story. You can expect to play with writing/journaling exercises, fantasy exploration, and rituals to break the “spells” of social conditioning around how you view your sexuality and open what is innate to your expression.
Some clients come with a specific intention in mind (such as healing traumatic sexual experiences, overcoming fear and shame of sexuality, exploring new ways to deepen pleasure, learning to express desires, and more). Others simply want to explore what they don’t yet know is possible in their bodies. Whatever brings you to this work, I welcome you on this journey that begins at the intersection of sex and spirit.
Everything that you share in this document will remain confidential and will be used only for the purposes of our work together.
Erotic Alchemy Application
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1:1 - Emotional Alchemy
Deeply personal 1:1 support

The Art of Worship
Experience the power of surrender and command

The Heartbreak Cure
Find the (r)evolution of love within
The Journal
How motherhood slowed me down
It’s just after 1:00 p.m. My three-year-old daughter and I make the slow walk from her school back to our home. It is a walk that takes me seven minutes alone, but with her, we take about a half hour. It’s filled with questions: What’s that flower? What’s under that pile of leaves? Why is that man walking? And of course, there is time to say hello to her friend Gustavo, who owns the hardware store down the street.
This is her time. A time to meander and to not be pushed. A space to become fully immersed in that timeless state of childhood that I am sad to admit is not possible in all other parts of her day.
When the clock strikes midnight
I’m not going out tonight.
We have an invitation. A party under the stars and next to a fire, filled with people we love. But I am tired. So I will stay in instead.
The revolution
My daughter called to me from her carseat, her voice tinged with sleep. The four-hour drive to our new home in a small Mexican town was overlapping with her naptime, but there was no other way to do it. The road was empty except for us, so I picked her up out of her carseat, wrapped her in my scarf, and nursed her to sleep on my lap. As she dozed in my arms, I watched a dog take off running at top speed along a row of restaurants. Something about the freedom of its movement, unhindered by cages or leashes, stirred some ancient part of me.
“On this path effort never goes to waste, and there is no failure.”
The Bhagavad Gita 2:40
