Befriend your body. Rewrite the story of your life.
Dear beautiful –
From the top of my heart, thank you for purchasing an intuitive reading.
Your next step is to schedule your session. Visit my Calendly page here and pick a time that works for you. If you can’t find a time that works, email me at sonja@yourbodystory.com (I always keep a few secret appointment times). Your purchase is valid for use any time in the next 30 days.
In this intuitive guidance session we will explore the energetic origins of your relationship with your body, your personal power, your sexuality – whatever you desire to be witnessed. Together, we will look at the stories you tell yourself through a new lens — one that looks beyond the surface into your soul’s desires.
Your session is entirely confidential. You will receive a recording of our time together, but I don’t retain the recordings after I’ve sent them to you.
After you’ve scheduled your appointment, you can begin to think about what you’d like to focus on. Jot some thoughts down or spend a moment asking what you want to be revealed.
I look forward to seeing you.
Much love,
Sonja
P.S. If you’re looking for ongoing work, take a look at Emotional Alchemy. We’ll meet twice monthly or once weekly to help you regain your sense of personal agency and learn to improve your relationships of all kinds.
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
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