
A turned-on woman is an unstoppable force.
And by turned on, I don’t just mean horny. I mean fully alive — plugged into her delicious, sexual, life-force energy. Living with a big, orgasmically open heart. Building a life she adores and a world she’s proud to leave to her children, her lineage, and her ancestors.
My personal clients aren’t here to play small….
They’re women who are ready for more:
A deeper relationship with their sexual selves, anchored in a wide-open heart
Orgasms that are deep, expansive, heart-opening, nourishing, cleansing, and wildly healing
A life where they feel unapologetically alive, deeply connected, and shamelessly turned on
The courage to stop following a rule book that was never written for them
They know, deep down, that change is possible.
They just don’t know where to start — and they don’t want to do it alone.
The real problem…
If you want to keep a woman small, disconnected, and compliant, all you have to do is disconnect her from her orgasm.
Teach her that her sex and pleasure is dangerous.
Teach her that her body is wrong.
Teach her that her power lives anywhere but within herself.
Convince her that a “good woman” is selfless, quiet, obedient — and that desire makes her dirty.
Convince her that sex and love can’t coexist.
Convince her to fear, numb, and shame the wild, untamed life-force energy pulsing through her veins.
This is 1,000s of years of conditioning — and its impact still shows up in our sexual experiences:
Shame, sexual trauma, and religious programming whispering that sex is somehow bad or dirty.
Fear of love and intimacy (hello, unavailable partners)
Confidence, body image, and self-worth struggles
Infidelity, affairs, and divorce — from either side
Addictions, stalker level obsessions, and nervous system dysregulation
Consent and boundary violations
Feeling trapped between a false choice: sex or love — craving both, yet believing you can’t have either
It’s a sick joke.
But in my world, it ends here. We are the generation that says no.
We burn the rule book.
We heal the shame.
We silence the conditioning.
And we do it by going exactly where the wounding lives:
In our bodies.
In our psyches.
In our patterns, relationship and choices.
This is what happens inside my 1:1 containers.
This is where women come home to themselves, heal this fucking BS and turn their whole lives on.
Personal Client Journeys…
Every woman’s journey is exquisitely different — no two paths are the same.
But there’s a rhythm we follow:
First, you turn your body on.
We reconnect you to the fuel you’ve been craving: your life-force energy. We educate, awaken, and rewire the channel between your sex and your heart, expanding your capacity for pleasure and connection.
Next, we go deep.
We traverse the darkest, hidden corners of your life — the kinky beliefs, self-sabotage, and unlovable parts you’ve buried. We melt your protective walls, heal old wounds, and awaken your body to its full, untamed power.
Finally, you create your life.
From this place of deep connection, you rebuild. You begin creating the life you actually want to live — one that turns you on.
Healing like this isn’t linear, and sometimes you’ll feel like you fall backwards before you move foreward.
But we move through this together.
With play. With rebellion. With a deliciously dark sense of humour.
Because even the unthinkable becomes manageable when you can laugh at the cosmic joke of it all.
Your Guide…
If we haven’t met yet, I’m Caroline — Somatic Sexologist, Coach, and lifelong practitioner of figuring out how to be a deeply sexual woman in a world that doesn’t make that easy.
I work intimately with women ready to feel fully alive, deeply connected, and ecstatically turned on — in and out of the bedroom.
I’ve spoken on global stages, been featured on national TV, and shared my work across podcasts and media.
But the real reason I do this? It’s personal.
I used to believe I was unlovable. I was the girl you fucked, not the girl you married.
I geeked out on sexology, anatomy, and human behaviour. I studied trauma release, repatterning, and ancient practices. I cracked open during a gloriously messy spiritual awakening.
Because for a long time on paper, my life looked great — successful corporate career, beautiful home, fancy car, brilliant friends and yet, I felt numb, lonely, and disconnected.
A Catholic upbringing. A high sex drive. Childhood sexual trauma. A string of destructive relationships. And a beautifully neurospicy brain.
I felt utterly broken and built walls so high, no one could get in.
This work — the work I now teach — changed everything. I came home to myself. I healed deep trauma & I opened my heart to insane amounts of love.
I unlocked all of this through my vital, orgasmic, sexual energy.
And now, I help other women do the same.
This isn’t “just coaching.”
This isn’t therapy.
This isn’t just healing.
And it’s definitely not some cookie-cutter set of self-touch practices.
This is reclamation.
A look inside the container…
This is a deeply transformational journey — and I’m right there with you, every step of the way
Two deep-dive 1:1 calls per month. Spacious, potent, and tailored to you. We blend somatic sexological practices, alchemical journeys, coaching, and teaching.
All-access pass to my private client vault . 100+ hours of classes, programmes, somatic practices, and the sex education you wish you’d had.
Unlimited WhatsApp support (Mon–Fri). Because breakthroughs happen between sessions, too.
VIP attention. I only work with five women at a time, so you get the bespoke care you deserve.
Long-term transformation — We work together for a minimum of 12 months. Because this isn’t about quick fixes or programme-hopping. In the first 3–6 months, the old patterns dissolve. Then we start the playful, powerful rebuild.
Your damsel conditioning will resist this.
Your deeply sexual woman will adore it.
I was never taught how to inhabit my body, my pleasure, or my power - 15 years in an all-girls convent school will make sure of that.
My Sex-ed? An awkward chat about periods and then a chalk drawing of a penis and uterus on a blackboard. (Yes, I’m that old)
No vulva.
No clit.
Male ejaculation yes, but pleasure and orgasms. Not important.
Combined with the good old adage that Mary Mageldelane was a whore, and JC’s mum? A Virgin, pure, good lovable - so good she was spared labour pains in birth.
Us Catholics play the shame game, hard.
Meanwhile, MTV was saturated with writhing bodies, glossy lips, and supermodels dripping in sex.
Every advert, every magazine, every music video screamed Sex sells.
It was a heady cocktail of shame and obsession - Sex fascinated me, turned me on, and that was shameful.
I didn’t know then that it wasn’t personal. I thought I was bad, I was dirty.
But here’s the thing:
That story isn’t ours to carry anymore.
We are the generation where this bullshit ends - if choose to do the work.