about me + soul sex…

I’m an emerging leader in the field of conscious sexuality and author of
Soul Sex: A Mindful Guide to Creating Radical Intimacy
(forthcoming).

But I’m getting waaay ahead of myself here. So let’s scroll back a few years, shall we?

My past life —
or how I burned my beliefs to the ground,
and rose like a pleasure-seeking Phoenix.

I wasn’t always turned on, embodied, and attuned to my own desires. Ha. No. I was numb. Lived in my head. And worked a 70-80 hour work week. Devoid of deep connection + meaningful purpose.

My story is emblazoned with bold contradictions. I’ve lived + worked in many worlds — from ivory tower academia to boutique consulting for Fortune 100s to volunteer service at a global non-profit.

I’ve lived on pasta + canned tuna while working four jobs. (No joke.) And I’ve wined ‘n dined on the company dime. I’ve tossed my graduation cap in the air with a B.A. + M.A., then stopped out of a Ph.D. program because life apparently had other plans for me.

My wake up call: February 14, 2005. The day my daughter was born. Surrendering to the birth experience, I was literally jolted to my senses while riding waves of raw emotion. A far cry from my usual M.O. of being a disembodied walking head on campus.

Funny thing is, I had grown up very active. I biked, ran track + field, ice-skated, skied, swam, sailed, body surfed + roamed freely in a rural community within a half mile of the Atlantic, deeply connected to the natural world.

Somehow, as an “adult”, I had drifted away from the wisdom of being in my body and enjoying the wonders of nature. Deluding myself that I had to be all professional + serious about life’s responsibilities. I forgot how to play.

Then my life ended. A couple of times, actually.
On July 23, 2007, my life was endangered by my intimate partner. I survived a near-fatal car crash complete with traumatic brain injury + PTSD. Overnight my academic career was shut down.

Two years later, I walked away from my sexless marriage plagued by domestic violence, and lost my home + life savings in the aftermath.

I took my daughter. I took a deep breath. And I took the ravaged remains of my old life, and torched them.

“What is to give light must endure burning.”
~Viktor Frankl

Destruction can be a beautiful thing.

Faith. A clean slate.
And my full-throttle life calling.

The best thing about reinventing yourself?
When you’re starting from ground zero, you’ve got nothing to lose.

After my crash-and-burn fiasco and plenty of devout time on my zafu + yoga mat, I noticed I wasn’t the only one feeling the pain of disconnection, loneliness and an impenetrable sense of this isn’t the way it’s supposed to be.

“The problems we experience in our lives and in our world (whether relationship or world hunger) stem from energetic weakness and disconnection, from our lack of capacity to feel ourselves, each other, the earth, and how life seeks to move and evolve through us.” ~Dan Emmons

I slowly regained agency as a competent + creative human being. Not to mention sensitivity — the capacity to feel. It’s been painful. At times, excruciatingly so. It’s been full of grief, gaping voids + unanswered questions. And it’s also been filled with wonder. Joy. Love. Miracles. Grace. Ease. Flow.

At the same time, here’s where my story takes a stroll off the beaten path. Newly single after 12 years, my sex woke up. And it was ravenous.

I wanted to feed it intentionally but I had no idea where — in North American society — I could learn to do that. Good excuse to fire up my academic skills. So I did the research. And I did the “field work.” All while incorporating my contemplative practices.

This was the spark that ignited Soul Sex.

Personal + sexual empowerment were merely the first steps into a nourishing new way of living. Yet miraculously surviving significant trauma + crisis have clearly called me to more than blatant self-gratification. I woke up to much more than my birthright to be a sexual being.

I fell in love with myself. I fell in love with life. I fell in love with the world.

Something shifted on a cellular level. I was broken open. I feel like I became truly human. Alive like never before. And my heart + soul yearn to give back, in gratitude for the beautiful gift of life that has been freely restored to me.

“We’ve all been given a gift, the gift of life. What we do with our lives is our gift back.”
~Edo

I firmly believe we’re all in this together. Radically interconnected.

My way to give back: I’ve leveraged 20+ years of experience in human development + training into a brand new vocation devoted to teaching contemplative sex education with integrity + compassion.

The outcome: My signature workshop, Intro to Soul Sex™, has warmed hearts and sold-out from LA to Vancouver + everywhere in between.

Next up in Fall 2015, I’ll be launching the Certified Soul Sex Facilitator training for helping professionals who want to join the global movement to reach others.

I’m busy writing now + anticipating my first book release in 2016/2017.

I humbly share my gift of restoring healthy sexual expression + nourishing intimate relationship in our world by serving evolving individuals + groups across the U.S. + Canada.

And you’re here.
And let me tell you…

It’s not luck,
It’s *magic.*

“Magic is the technology of the soul.” ~Pedro F. Báez

Reach out. Turn on.

Got a few burning questions? Interview me.

Invite me to teach in your corner of the globe? Let’s talk.

Ready to join the global movement? Get certified.

Deeper dive more your cup of tea? Step right this way.

 

In gratitude + service,

Jenny-Signature