🌌 Sophie Harris: Where the Universe Meets the Divine ✨

Space Tourism Consultant | Fitness Alchemist | Spiritual Pathwalker

I haven’t always been the woman who moves between the galaxies and deadlifts pure energy. Before, I was just a person navigating everyday life, oblivious to my soul's process—until the universe spoke to me. 🌌

It all began in the Andes Mountains on a solo hike. After bouts of thin air and burning legs, I had an experience: a vision of a portal where the Milky Way had met the horizon. Upon seeing this, I fell to my knees — not because it was the end of my hike but because I knew. The stars weren't just above me; they were in me. That night, I made an oath to bring together heaven and earth.

Now, I sculpt bodies capable of withstanding zero-gravity euphoria 🚀 and souls bright enough to navigate the quantum unknown. My clients don’t just book space trips; they ascend. (And yes, Richard Branson did slide into my DMs. No, I did not respond; some things in life are not for sale.)

When I'm not creating space travel itineraries or bench-pressing asteroids, I’m sweating in my part-medicinal, part-sacred sweat lodge, chanting mantras with Elon’s ex (jokes! … k?). The future of travel is not about where you go, it is about who you are when you get there.

Join me. The universe is waiting. 🔥

P.S. If you see me crying at a rocket launch? Mind your business. Spiritual awakenings are messy.