Befriend your body. Rewrite the story of your life.
Dear beautiful –
From the bottom of my wisdom heart, thank you for purchasing an intuitive healing session. Your session can be booked any time over the next 30 days. Due to the nature of this work, refunds are not possible for unused sessions.
Your next step is to get on the schedule. 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 mama@sevamama.com (I always keep a few secret appointment times for my clients).
In your intuitive healing session we will explore your body, your experience of life, your relationships — whatever you give me permission to see. Together, we will look at the stories you tell yourself through a new lens — one that looks beyond the surface and deep into your very purpose for being.
My promise is to be kind, compassionate, and absolutely confidential as we walk through your process.
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.
Either way, I’ll record the session and send it to you within 48 hours of our meeting so you can revisit what we talk about and continue to mine for the gold that’s there.
I look forward to serving you and the greatness within.
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
A Time Before Mama
Once upon a time I was not Mama.
I remembered this on a recent solo trip to New York City, the place I lived during the height of my maiden years. There I was, walking at a rapid pace to the subway, headphones filling my ears with the songs of my own personal soundtrack. I hurried through my old neighborhood in Brooklyn, old things now mixed with new things. And though I have now been away for more time than I was there, I suddenly felt a deep longing for the past.
A Redefinition of Self-Care, and a Prayer(ish) to Share
This morning, before anyone woke up, I did a few really important things.
First, I brushed my teeth, showered, and warmed up some tea (shatavari root, cardamom, and rose).
Then, I went downstairs to spend almost two uninterrupted hours completely to myself. I meditated with the spring equinox full moon pouring silver light onto my back. I journaled a bit, and then practiced asana as the sun filled the sky.
And then I went upstairs, when the real part of my Self-care practice began.
After my daughter wakes, my time is no longer uninterrupted. She is tossing toys around the house. Asking unanswerable questions (“Mama, but why can’t we touch the ceiling?”). Refusing a sweater, only to run around the house screaming, “I’m coooold!”
All of that is before we sit down to breakfast.
If I didn’t have the understanding that she is offering me a million opportunities to meet my higher Self, I would lose my mind every single day.
My Favorite Form of Yoga
I used to belong to a very fancy gym. I joined not only because of the fancy hot tub and steam room, but because it was where some of the best yoga teachers in Denver taught.
The classes were labeled with catchy phrases like “Power Flow” or “Kick-it” that told you very little about the ethos of the teacher. I knew enough to know that I should research the bios of the teachers before signing up — it matters greatly who teaches us.
“On this path effort never goes to waste, and there is no failure.”
The Bhagavad Gita 2:40