Befriend your body. Rewrite the story of your life.
Shameless:
Healing the Good Girl and the Slut Wound that Made Her
A free workshop on reviving feminine erotic power
Recording Available Now
The end of the good girl era
We’re at a crossroads.
Behind us is the story of womanhood defined as either good or bad. Which way you fall largely depends on who you sleep with, how, and why (oh, and the rules will change without your knowledge or consent).
In front of us the road isn’t clearly marked. We see glimpses – empowered feminine sexuality, a voice that doesn’t get stuck in her throat – but the whole view is hazy.
This is a world that will be built one brave step at a time. Moving away from the old narratives that caged our mothers. Away from performing for the male gaze. Toward something that exists for our pleasure – finally.
Join me for a history lesson, somatic journey, and reignition of what your body has always known – your erotic power belongs to you.
What you’ll learn:
- The hidden relationship between the “good girl” and the slut.
- How to celebrate your erotic desires and allow them to become your fuel.
- Tools to integrate wounds to your sexual expression caused by society, friends, family, and self.
- Practices to make friends with your whole sexual expression, from the good girl’s coy denial to the slut’s insatiable hunger.
- How the slut shaming of Mary Magdalene defined women’s sexuality for centuries, and how to take back the erotic power denied to our ancestresses.
This is for you if:
- you’re ready to eradicate shame from your body and your sexuality.
- you want to know what sexual desire feels like as a normal, human experience (without the “shoulds” and “should nots”).
- you want to have sex without the shadow of trauma.
- are ready to unlock your voice and say clearly what you do and don’t want in bed.
- you want to bridge the dichotomies of the good girl and the slut and find your inner erotic compass.
- you resonate with practices that stand at the intersection of sexuality and spirituality.
Our muse, Mary Magdalene
In this workshop, we’ll invoke the story of Mary Magdalene, the most famous woman ever to be slut shamed.
You might know her as the prostitute that Jesus forgave despite her sins, but in truth, books that were removed from what we now call the Bible demonstrated that Mary Magdalene was a priestess and – quite likely – Jesus’ sexual, romantic, and spiritual partner.
The world is finally recognizing Mary Magdalene for who she really was. In this workshop, we’ll bring in a bit of her magic to help us heal the slut wound in our own lives.
Your Guide
Hey there, I’m Sonja Semyonova. I’m a writer and somatic intimacy coach who helps women come home to their erotic power and create the relationships of their dreams.
My work is grounded in 20+ years of study and practice – from my early days as a gender studies student (before it was cool) and initial career as a sexual trauma counselor to my ongoing study of mysticism, mythology, somatic sex education, trauma recovery, and more.
But more than anything I’ve studied, my work is born from my lived experience. I’ve sought out some of the world’s best teachers to heal many layers of sexual wounds and reclaim my voice, befriend my body, and unlock my pleasure after decades of silence. These days, I live without apology. I want to invite you to do the same.
One final note
This workshop is totally free – but I will be inviting you to learn more about my upcoming live course, Mirror, Mirror: Unspelling the Feminine Erotic.
But Shameless is not a 75-minute sales pitch. My aim, whether you sign up for Mirror, Mirror or not, is to give you tools you can use tomorrow to become more embodied, more empowered, more alive in your sexuality.
Come find out what it’s like to walk a new path.
What my Clients Say
“Sonja is a wise, authentic guide teaching deep and mind-blowing truths using a fun, light-hearted approach.”
“Sonja’s practices helped me feel safe in my body again. I didn’t know healing could feel this good.”
“I finally feel like a strong woman”
The answers are inside you – you just need to listen.
The Journal
Karma yoga (on the path of motherhood)
I like the skins on sweet potatoes. I enjoy their texture and I like knowing that there are nutrients in them. I also don’t particularly like peeling them. It adds an extra step that is not necessary, which makes a difference in the limited time I have to cook us a meal. But she doesn’t like them. If I leave the skins on anything — sweet potatoes, carrots, grapes, even chickpeas — she sticks out her tongue and spits until the offending characters out of her mouth. Perhaps the texture is too much for her smooth baby tongue. Or maybe she doesn’t have the right technique to adequately grind the skins down with these new teeth of hers. My job is to smooth the rough road ahead of her, so I peel the sweet potatoes before I put them in the food we will share.
This too with love
I lived on Kauai for the past two years. During that time I never seemed to see the news. No one I knew had televisions and I almost never saw a paper. But as we are transitioning our life to Mexico, I have been stationed at my in-laws’ house in a suburban purgatory for a month. This is my vacation to the rest of the world. Here, the news is a part of life.
It’s not that I value being uninformed. Quite the contrary. It is that I value learning what I need to learn without taking a healthy dose of fear alongside it. It is possible to do this, though it does take a bit of work because everyone has a slant, including me.
How I learned to become an Ayurvedic baker (plus a recipe for cookies you can eat for breakfast)
When I was in my early twenties, I woke very, very early and hauled myself into a kitchen of a cafe in Boulder, Colorado. I flipped on the lights at 5:00 a.m., turned on the ovens, and spent my morning hefting gigantic trays of steaming muffins, pies, and cookies from back of house to front.
Baking has been in my DNA since I was born, and it was delicious fun to live out my childhood fantasies as a professional baker. But as much as I loved spreading the perfect cream cheese frosting on a carrot cake, this new direction kept appearing for me. At the same time I was learning to perfect my cheesecake recipe, I was learning about the effects of refined sugar on my body. I was whipping up layer cakes while doing candida cleanses, and suddenly it just fell apart. I left my job as a sugarplum drug dealer and sadly tucked my apron deep into the back of my pantry.