An audio love letter from January 2026
Before I was Tonic, I was Ginny Tonic. Along with Rambles, I hosted The Charlie Tonic Hour (an alcohol-infused culture podcast with a side of sexy) from 2012-2018. It was one of the most fun and transformative things I've ever done. It gave me a voice, a career in the alcohol industry, and a name that I kept even after the podcast ended.
Recording audio feels both intimate and anonymous, a combination that allowed me to say things out loud that I'd previously kept locked in my head. It's also great for my ADHD, allowing me to speak from the heart without getting caught up in the details of editing and polishing written words.
Because of this, I've been wanting to get back into recording audio for an audience. Anyone who knows me in real life is familiar the impromptu sermons that come out when I get high. It feels so right in my body to share what feels right in my soul.
It gives me so much pleasure to share myself in this way. That makes it perfect for the harem. What better audience for my raw, unfiltered thoughts than the one I claimed for my own pleasure?
And so, here is my first sermon. Recorded January 12th, 2026. I'd set out to record a message of hope, but was raw from murder of Renee Good in Minneapolis.
In this audio, I share why this space exists, what I mean when I say my work is rooted in love, and why pleasure, presence, and embodiment matter—especially in scary, uncertain times. I talk about fear, politics, the nervous system, somatic work, sex magic, and why I believe love and pleasure are not frivolous, but necessary forms of resilience and rebellion. This is an imperfect, heartfelt offering: part welcome, part grounding hug, part love letter. Thank you for letting me practice loving you.
