About Shawnrey
Why am I so passionate about helping women rekindle their pleasure and creative power?
About Shawnrey
Why am I so passionate about helping women rekindle their pleasure and creative power?
The reason I got into this work was because I used to struggle with disconnecting from my body, my desires, and the truth of who I was—just to be liked or taken seriously.
#1 bestselling author of Sensual Intelligence: The Lost IQ
I've taught and facilitated my Sensual Intelligence Practice to over 1,000
20+ years as a professionally trained dancer, choreographer, and nude art model
RYT (Registered Yoga Teacher) and Cacao Ceremonialist leading Sensual Sanctuary Yoga & Cacao Ceremonies
#1 bestselling author of Sensual Intelligence: The Lost IQ
I've taught and facilitated my Sensual Intelligence Practice to over 1,000
20+ years as a professionally trained dancer and nude art model
RYT (Registered Yoga Teacher) and Cacao Ceremonialist leading Sensual Sanctuary Yoga & Cacao Ceremonies
I care deeply about you getting to feel wildly alive, fully expressed, and in love with life again.
Here’s my story…
I wasn’t always this free.
I used to live my life checking the right boxes.
I was a high-achieving good girl with something to prove—perfectionistic, competent, likable. On the outside, I was thriving.
But underneath, I was starving.
Starving for beauty.
For authenticity.
For sensuality.
For me.
I was an artist—sensitive, expressive, imaginative—but I didn’t think that part of me was valuable. Not in the real world. Not in the world of careers and credentials. So I hid her. I didn’t want to be seen as soft or silly or impractical.
I wanted to be respected.
But in the pursuit of being respected, I forgot how to revere myself.
I had the accolades. I had the image.
But I also had a deep ache, the loss of myself.
I wasn’t always this free.
I used to live my life checking the right boxes.
I was a high-achieving good girl with something to prove—perfectionistic, competent, likable. On the outside, I was thriving.
But underneath, I was starving.
Starving for beauty.
For authenticity.
For sensuality.
For me.
I was an artist—sensitive, expressive, imaginative—but I didn’t think that part of me was valuable. Not in the real world. Not in the world of careers and credentials. So I hid her. I didn’t want to be seen as soft or silly or impractical.
I wanted to be respected.
But in the pursuit of being respected, I forgot how to revere myself.
I had the accolades. I had the image.
But I also had a deep ache, the loss of myself.
I couldn’t keep living someone else’s idea of “success.”
My awakening came as a vision...
I saw myself—my dark skin glistening under stage lights, naked, alive, radiant.
Unapologetically sensual.
Undeniably powerful.
I saw myself not just dancing but being art.
A fierce, free woman—untamed, glowing, full of presence.
I remembered the part of me I had abandoned:
The bold one.
The sensual one.
The one who knew pleasure was sacred and expression was power.
I that moment, I knew.
I had to reclaim myself.
My awakening came as a vision...
I saw myself—my dark skin glistening under stage lights, naked, alive, radiant.
Unapologetically sensual.
Undeniably powerful.
I saw myself not just dancing but
being
art.
A fierce, free woman—untamed, glowing, full of presence.
I remembered the part of me I had abandoned:
The bold one.
The sensual one.
The one who knew pleasure was sacred and expression was power.
I that moment, I knew.
I had to reclaim myself.
That’s when art modeling found me.
It wasn’t just a job.
It was an initiation.
I stripped down—literally and metaphorically.
Naked on a stage. No costume. No mask. No performance.
Just me.
In my softness and strength.
In my stillness and movement.
And what I discovered in that vulnerability… was power.
Power my body.
With my truth.
With my full, raw, sensual aliveness.
I wasn’t just posing.
I was embodying the life, the woman I was meant to be.
That’s when art modeling found me.
It wasn’t just a job.
It was an initiation.
I stripped down—literally and metaphorically.
Naked on a stage. No costume. No mask. No performance.
Just me.
In my softness and strength.
In my stillness and movement.
And what I discovered in that vulnerability… was power.
Power my body.
With my truth.
With my full, raw, sensual aliveness.
I wasn’t just posing.
I was embodying the life, the woman I was meant to be.
I learned hot to embrace living as a work of art.
I learned how to be witnessed without needing to perform.
How to express without needing to explain.
How to let my presence speak louder than perfection.
I learned to reclaim my relationship with my body, my sensuality, my voice.
And that changed everything.
My relationships and intimacy deepened.
My creative expression exploded.
My leadership softened and expanded.
My business started to feel like an extension of my essence—not an effort to prove my worth.
That's why I do this work now.
Because I know what it’s like to feel disconnected from yourself.
To feel like you have to perform, perfect, or prove in order to be worthy.
And I know the wild, gorgeous freedom that comes when you finally come home to yourself.
That's why I do this work now.
Because I know what it’s like to feel disconnected from yourself.
To feel like you have to perform, perfect, or prove in order to be worthy.
And I know the wild, gorgeous freedom that comes when you finally come home to yourself.
"When I discovered a way to back to my body, my beauty, my pleasure, and my expression. When i learned to strip away the “shoulds” and the shame,
I was inspired to help others do the same."
If you’re a woman who wants to return to yourself,
ignite your sensuality,
fall in love with your own being,
move through life like the masterpiece you are—
let’s talk.
I'd love to help you get there!
If you’re a woman who wants to return to yourself,
ignite your sensuality,fall in love with your own being,move through life like the masterpiece you are—let’s talk.
I'd love to help you get there!
