Join me for Simply Wild 2022
Simply Wild 2022
October 6th - 10th, 2022
A 30-DAY self guided coaching course for your foundational awakening to the sensual goddess within you.
As women, we are expected to just have it figured out.
We are expected to know our bodies without ever getting proper education.
Love our bodies fiercely and then hate them when we bleed. We are shunned when we act out because of our hormones and shamed for the ebbs and flows in our emotions.
We are told to “save ourselves” for marriage without ever knowing what we are actually saving.
We are told we aren’t whole or sovereign without a partner.
We are told our sexuality isn’t ours.
We seek connection and a partner without fully feeling whole or knowing who we actually are.
I know this pain and confusion. As a woman with a registered nurse degree and dozens of sexual embodiment certifications, who has seen hundreds of yonis and assisted in hundreds of births, who has had multiple sexual partners, birthed 3 children, and yet…didn’t have her first clitoral orgasm till she was 25 years old…I get it!
I get the disconnect because for 33 years, I felt the same thing.
I’ve felt disconnected to the point of hate. I’ve felt unsure and confused by my hormones and emotions and period patterns. I was the labor nurse delivering babies with years of education, with children of my own, and yet, what did I even know about my own body? The answer was shocking…very little.
I was raised believing my sensuality was something to fear and reject. Yes, even painfully hate.
The disconnection to my body manifested in disease and detachment from myself.
Yes, even after the education and embodiment.
It wasn’t until early 2021 that my goddess finally awoke.
Right after my 33rd birthday in January, while sitting in a sacred plant medicine ceremony, I had a vision of my womb. She was trapped, unable to breathe. Darkness surrounded her, and I knew I needed to remove my hormone-filled IUD.
Up until that point, I had felt proud of my IUD, even boastful that I had the power to not have a period. Little did I know the journey that would unfold after I took it out. No college degree, no physical birth, no amount of sexual acceptance or certifications can ever compare to the eternal knowledge and wisdom that my womb held.
I had been wanting to release a sexuality course for years before 2021, and now, I know why I had to wait! After a year of deep integration, I am finally ready to share this blessed information with my community.
No more. No more hate for our SACRED SENSUALITY!
We desire for more.
We wonder how to get it. How to get better. How to heal. How to find ourselves. How to connect with ourselves.
The answer is hidden in the depths of something we’ve been trained to hate, to fear, and to judge…our womb.
Join me in a radical act of self-love and embodiment as we bring the power back to YOU in SIMPLY SENSUAL.
Week 1: Sensuality is why we are here, on Planet Earth, I mean!! Let’s tune into the sensations surrounding our daily life. Starting outward and going within the heart.
Week 2: Anatomy and physiology who? Say goodbye to your 7th grade health teacher and hello to your yoni. Let’s dive deep into physiologic knowing together. This week is all about YOUR BODY!
Week 3: Moon babes, let’s play! It’s time to learn the ups, downs, ins, outs, and all arounds of your blessed beloved sacred cycle. Prepare to activate next-level womanhood superpowers after this week!
Week 4: It’s time. It’s time to lean into the sacredness of our WOMBS. Our SACRED SEXUALITY. Let’s dive into our creative cosmic galaxy and bathe in the essence of our power. Welcome home, queen. Your womb has been awaiting you.
SOMATIC EMBODIMENT PRACTICE:
Each week we are learning together over Zoom in a lecture/teaching transmission setting. And then on Wednesday, we play!
Integration is crucial when healing and ascending. We cannot simply learn through our eyes and ears. We MUST feel through these teachings. That’s what Wednesdays are for.
We move, we breathe, we touch, we sing, we cry, we embody, we become, we heal, we transmute, we rewire, we welcome, we play, we feel, we release, we COME HOME!
Breathwork, yoga, meditation, hypnotherapy, and sacred womb practices to just name a few.
Instead of giving you the juicy details, I want to surprise you with these life-changing practices.
This course will be accessible through Teachable.com and will be accessible for forever.
Simply Sadie Jane is a fitness and lifestyle blog that focuses on author Sadie Jane’s everyday life as a young modern mom on the quest for body, mind, and soul awareness, connection, and strength in a busy world.
In 2008, Sadie got married, graduated with her Registered Nurse degree, and started blogging. She then worked for 5 years in the Labor unit and would blog her experiences as a nurse and wife at 3 AM in the break room. After having baby #2, Sadie Jane shared with her readers how she lost over 80 pounds while having little children, little money, and little time. She specializes in at-home fitness and shares tips, tricks, tutorials, and at-home workout plans with her readers all over the world.
It wasn’t until she hit rock bottom in 2015 that she learned that wellness was more than just working out. It was self-love and awareness, something Sadie struggled with her entire life. She found education and healing from her childhood food disorders and body dysmorphia through hypnotherapy and yoga. She learned it wasn’t about her weight, but about her inner creator and light. That knowledge freed Sadie from her false beliefs of herself and inspired her to make it her life’s mission to share this love with women all over the world.
Sadie became Yoga certified and enjoys sharing her love of CrossFit and Yoga with her community. While pregnant with baby #3, Sadie researched and studied perinatal fitness and became an expert in the field. Her programs and courses inspire women everywhere to live their best lives NOW.
Never taking herself or life too seriously, Sadie is not scared to relate to her readers and share everyday motherhood moments. Sadie loves giving her two cents on topics like fashion, beauty, travel, snoring husbands, cupcakes, and toddler tantrums. She quit nursing 4 years ago when she decided to blog full-time.
Sadie loves inspiring women to see their true potential and strength and is blown away everyday that she is privileged to stay home doing what she loves. She has worked, modeled, and traveled for many major top brands and appears on TV shows sharing her tips and story.
“I’ve been with girls who would put you to shame.”
“For someone who works out so much, you sure don’t look like it.”
Two statements from two different guys.
I was with the first for almost 6 years and the second for 10 years. I wish I could say that’s the worst they ever said to me . . .
When I was growing up, my dad was physically and emotionally abusive. Combine that with growing up poor and never feeling like I was good enough, and what you get is the perfect recipe for the 15+ years of unhealthy, emotionally abusive relationships that would follow.
A friend said to me recently, “You don’t seem like someone who would take shit from someone.” I never saw myself being that person either. It doesn’t happen overnight. It’s like you slowly give up a little of yourself time and time again, and they figure out what works to control you. And when something doesn’t work, they try something else, like either being meaner or maybe even being nicer. They withhold love and attention so that you’re compelled to work for it—to earn it—and when you finally get their affection, it literally gets you high. And then you’re left working and waiting for your next hit. That hit doesn’t come easily and it’s costly.
And when things are “good,” you work hard not to rock the boat; you walk on eggshells and try to keep them happy because it’s easier than dealing with the alternative. Over time you start to doubt yourself, like maybe you are as stupid as they say.
My ex-husband was extremely manipulative, controlling, and verbally abusive. I wasn’t allowed to do certain things. I wasn’t allowed to go to the mall with one friend, play basketball with another, or travel overseas to see my best friend, even though I was a grown woman with a job (two to three jobs at any given time, to be exact). If you have never been in an abusive relationship of any kind, it probably sounds ridiculous to hear me say I wasn’tallowedto do things. I get it. It sounds completely ridiculous to me now.
Every morning, I’d again feel sick to my stomach as I came home from the gym. If the kitchen blinds were open, that meant he was awake and who knew what mood he’d already be in. If the blinds were shut, he was still asleep. I’d pray every morning for those blinds to be shut.
I’d get physically sick when I saw his name pop up on my phone while I was at work. What had I done now? It was usually a call or a text about how I had done something wrong and how stupid, lazy, and retarded I was.
Toward the end of my marriage, I began accepting the things he said to me, like that I was stupid, even to the point that I began to feel like a fraud at work, like I was unqualified and undeserving of my position.
While I had thought about leaving so many times, fear kept me from leaving. Yes, I was in this horrible, unhealthy relationship, but I felt like I had made it in life. I had this nice house, a nice car, a snowmobile, a dirt bike, a camper—all of these material things that I was afraid of losing because I was afraid of starting over and being poor again.
What’s crazy is, after everything I went through, he. left. me. You read that right. He left me for someone else. It’s embarrassing to admit, but the night he told me he was leaving me, I cried and begged him not to leave. BEGGED!! BEGGED!!
Looking back, I can’t believe that was me in that marriage. I knew the relationship was unhealthy while I was in it, but I didn’t really see how sick I was until I was out of it. Yes, ex-husband and the guy before him were assholes, but I played a part too. I was choosing these assholes and allowing them to treat me that way.
When I think back to the person I was in my previous relationships, it makes me really sad. That girl had little to no respect for herself. She didn’t fully know her worth or how she deserved to be treated. She didn’t have clear boundaries in her relationship or even her friendships, for that matter.
My ex-husband leaving me is the best thing that has ever happened to me, hands down. I got a roommate and picked up a second job again to make ends meet. I took time to focus on what made me happy. I spent a lot of time thinking about what kind of relationship I wanted, how I wanted to be treated, and what I refused to put up with. I spent a lot of time reflecting on it, and I realized I would rather live alone for the rest of my life than ever live like that again.
It wasn’t until after my divorce that I got into backpacking. I bought a bunch of cheap gear on Amazon Prime Day, shoved everything into my pack super inefficiently, and set off into the mountains with two of my girlfriends. I will never forget how empowering it felt to hack away at a fallen tree for firewood, to filter water for cooking and drinking from a flowing stream, and to sit down at the end of a long, tiring day and enjoy good conversation with great friends and no distractions. It’s those feelings of strength and sisterhood that I want to pass on to other women, to know what it’s like to only have the stuff on their back, the women beside them, and—most importantly—themselves to count on.