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Dear beautiful –
From the bottom of my wisdom heart, thank you for signing up for The Nest. Your membership at the Copper level starts right now, with immediate access to secret blog posts that I don’t share anywhere else.
Your membership begins today, and you’re already logged in. If you need to log in again, there’s a red login button at the top of each page here on Sevamama.com. You’ll also find a secondary login in the right middle of the page when you access the Journal (what I call my blog) tab.
The Copper level is a wonderful place to explore the teachings I offer, including monthly themed anchor posts, yoga tutorials that you can do at home, and my wildcard posts. If you’re ready to soar, take a look at Nest levels that include 1:1 Wisdom Guidance (and don’t forget that upgrading to the Silver level gives you access to Ayurvedic recipes). You can change or cancel your membership at any time. Due to the nature of this work, no refunds are available for partial months.
I look forward to seeing you in the treetops.
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.'"
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After each session, I feel more in touch with my intuition and filled with optimism."
The Journal
Bird of Paradise
I once met a flower who took the great risk of unfolding herself in front of me. I don’t know why she did it. Her cocoon was safe; the color she was once wrapped in hid perfectly among the lush tropical green. Far different were the streaks of orange, yellow, and...
What it means to be Chosen
I had never considered chanting a mantra until one picked me. It didn’t just pick me once, but tapped me on the shoulder daily for weeks, then months. I would sing it like a pop song, albeit one I didn’t know all the words to. This is how I knew we belonged...
First Light
I have killed a lot of babies. (Plant babies, to be clear.) It starts like this: Put a seed in the ground and get all excited when it pops its head up. Give it too much or too little water/light/touch/air and find that the next day my little sprout has slumped over in...
“On this path effort never goes to waste, and there is no failure.”
The Bhagavad Gita 2:40