Silence has been my faithful companion this past year. Last April, overnight my life was stripped bare of all I knew and I found myself in a life I did not recognise. 
A new home. A new town. Without any of my children since first becoming a mum at 18. No routine to anchor me or  normalise what I would otherwise find overwhelming. 
No client sessions and no familiar faces. 

I was alone with silence.

It is curious our resistance to silence. How we have habitually  learnt to fill up what appears to be empty with meaningless noise and doing.

Yet I felt held and comforted in its limitless presence. 
And the more I softened into its stillness, the more I was welcomed into the depths of its secrets. 
My body unravelled and surrendered there was no thing for me to do. 
I was asked to rest and restore from the chapters past and gift myself permission to immerse into unmeasured time and all I found there.

Silence was here as a Cocoon through the emotions of this transition from full-time mum to a new era of womanhood, from hometown to Newtown. 

To let go. 

To allow grief, loss, acceptance and celebration. 

To know myself a new. 

It felt this time I could not carry on from old to new overnight. I had to take time out and pause.

The value of silence during this time of transition has been essential to all parts of my well-being and growth. Too often we muddle and push through transitions in life, of which there are many.

When we keep calm and carry on without pausing we deny ourselves the gifts and wisdom that this life experience is bringing to us. 

We deny ourselves from totally feeling how this feels.  Mourning and celebrating what has passed, knowing we are not leaving anything or anyone behind, but allowing all to be where it belongs on the timeline of our life.

When we keep calm and carry on, we disconnect to enable us to cope and in disconnecting from our self and our feelings we disconnect from our sense of aliveness. 

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Melting into silence.
My body sighs.
It’s tightly bound form unravels.
The edges of who I am, are limitless.

Silence beckons me.
A wanton lover & to it, I yield.
Devoured in silence.
I dissolve.

Michelle K Roberton 💕
In a world of noise, where do you go for silence? 

All our knowing of “self”. Our individuality, our passions and dreams, our unique medicine, waits patiently in the depths of our being. 

Getting there is not “too hard”. 
It is the “not listening” to self, that begins to create sticky unfulfilling dull patterns that strangles our lust for life. 

Often this means we have to turn away from the constant stream of man made noise.  The distraction of the world and others.  For with all its voices and opinions, we become too cloudy to hear our own.

Stepping away to breath, to see beyond, to listen “inwards”, enables us to return to the crowd, rich and full of life ... nourished by a sense of responsibility and care for self. 

In silence we gather the creative fire to go our hearts way 💕

There is nothing as delicious as a dose of flirting to keep our relationships and sex alive and nourished ... 

In this fabulous conversation the gorgeous Cate Mackenzie, playfully reminds us of the value of flirting, play and joy in our lives … creating irresistible invitations for richer relationships and sex. 

Perfect to listen to with a cup of tea and a slice of something naughty 💕

Brighton Talks Sex available in bio, iTunes and Spotify 💕
In a world that is in constant change and adjustment, how do we maintain that we do not get distracted with external fear or our reaction to chaos.

Being grounded is a term often used and yet one, we can assume we are, without actually ENSURING  we are.

How we spend our day is an important reflection and requires a “tool kit” in maintaining our roots to secure we do not get easily misled, distracted, or buy into others beliefs or chaos as our own.

Our roots need a healthy relationship with our sex, our body, our self care, money, our belonging, our survival, our needs around security... home.

But is analysing and taking all these pieces apart with conversation the answer.

I believe not.  For analysing, thought, conversation takes us further into “air” into head ...
I believe the simplistic answer is to kindly feel into your body ... immersing into each breath as a wave ... 

Beginning with the navel ... the centre of you. 

In the womb the navel was the centre of your existence, your source of life, your source of nourishment.  Your connection to all you needed to survive and thrive.  There was no thought ... simply the connection with the pulsation of life through your umbilical ... your navel.

Upon waking before entering the world and before you get out of bed, breath and soften into your navel ... notice the rise and fall.

During your day, when you walk, bring all of your awareness into your navel as you walk ... feel the difference walking IN the world, from your centre.

Upon sleep ... put yourself home, back to centre with the rise and fall of unravelling breath.

Your day will change, your sleep will change ... your moving will change ... your interactions will change ... as you live your life from your body and not your head 💕
Body love is the most enriching, life changing gift we can gift to give ourselves.  It changes our world internally and externally. 
It changes the way we relate with not just our self but life and those around us.

It opens our world of sensation up and gives our “ sexy’” roots to expand from.

In this brave podcast the gorgeous Sophie shares with me, her journey home from self sabotage and trauma, back to her skin and bones … and the deliciousness of her sexy.💕

It’s Friday, a perfect time to pour yourself a glass and listen to Brighton Talks Sex “My journey back to body & Sex” on Spotify, iTunes.
Podcast link in bio 💕
Your breath is a gentle kiss of devotion, between your body & the Universe 💕
After years of exploring my way back to bones, to flesh and not just knowing, but feeling I belonged here in this breath, in this body,

I understand where that un-ease of not being safe or belonging comes from.

I desire to gently hold your hand and share those stepping stones … back to you. 💕

My new gift to you has arrived in the world ... full of heart, compassion and tenderness ... an offer to explore a new relationship of love with your body.

An interactive video course for anyone with a body! 
Includes 16 videos of simplistic steps to integrate into the busiest of daily life. 
3 audios 
plus an audio bonus.
And 30 minutes of personal chat time with me for extra support or guidance.

Your investment: £147 for lifetime access and  a lifetime of love for your body 💕

All Interactive video courses available by  following link in bio 💕
The wound. A void of significant pain that we may choose to run away from and deny from every mountain top that exists. Living a life that constantly trips us up With its mirrors and so we exhaust ourselves with new tactics of distraction and up the game of blame and projection.

Or our wound is our identity,  our focus. We place all our attention and energy on this part of our being that we deem as broken and declare to all around us, that it will take a Lifetime, if not many to fix.

And yet the wound asks for neither of these approaches.  It does not desire to be unheard, buried deep, disowned.

Nor does it desire to be poked and prodded and classified the problem of all problems.

When we think of a wound on our skin, we do not keep picking at it as we know it will get worse, and we know to cover it up won’t offer It healing either.

If we create an environment around the wound, of care, love, listening, attentiveness, nonjudgement, no demands, no pressure. Yet gentle encouragement, the wound feels hurt, met. It has space to be breathe .

Our wounds  are not excuses for us not to show up, to be fully alive in the world.

Our wounds are not our stories to keep and define ourselves by.

Our wounds only ask we own them, we hear them, and with that unique medicine known only to our heart, we grow 💕
Belonging ~
To belong is a human desire, which grows in its intensity, the further we move away from being in relationship with our body 💕

Written by 
Michelle K Roberton@ 💕
How Am I Feeling? 

What do these four words do to my world when I let them close?

This question, so simple unfolds a journey of magic.

It provokes me often with a gnarly brittle finger … and sometimes with the lightest of fingertips … to “check in”, to get real.

Not scratch the surface of who I am so that life can bimble on by, but to really know myself today and attend to what I need.

It is not DEEP as in “Whooh, that’s deep girl.”

But it does have depth.


Down and on your knees dirty.

Of course, the answer is not always doom and gloom and maybe our assumption that it will be, is what prevents us from opening that door?

Life is, if we chose to see it, awesome!

Doom and Gloom only seem more frequent as we wrongly or rightly cling to it more with our labels, emotional attachments and confrontation of “Why the fuck are you here ruining my day AGAIN?”

Yet, look how easily we let the tickle of laughter, the warmth of joy, the secrets within a smile, a lover’s caress, a breath … all slip and pass by.  We don’t cling so stubbornly because we WANT this feeling … just not that one!

To ask myself “How am I feeling?” Gives me a valuable opportunity to pause.

To come home.

To “be” from where I am authentically at.

It drops me down from the thoughts of my head that seldom make much bloody sense *grin* and into this breath … and this breath.

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I ached for you. 
The longing a hunger. 
I looked and could not find you ...
and then I stopped and saw you were always there 💕

Written by 
Michelle K Roberton@ 💕
We are to marry our demons. 
Grow from the medicine in their wounds,
dance in their shadows. 
This is alchemy. 
Dissolving our fears into love, transcending our stories into sovereign gold 💕

Written by 
Michelle K Roberton@ 💕
"I swam to you, through the storms and mists of all my confusions, 
I did not know it was you calling my name, until I found you.
Held in your scent, the past dissolved and all it's ghosts. 
Like awakening from a dream. it's existence loosened it's grip from my tightened fingers.
And there I was.
With you.
In all of your beauty and in all of mine." 

Written by 
Michelle K Roberton@ 💕
Not so many days ago, Deepak Chopra added a post saying: “However good or bad, you feel about your relationship, the person you are with at this moment is the right person, because he or she is the mirror of who you are inside.” The response was huge but not with the usual praise.  Concerned and angry comments that I agreed with, as I could see how this does and could have put many vulnerable people in a further powerless place.  The words were not totally inaccurate, maybe some of the terminology was a bit thoughtless and unhelpful, and it certainly required expanding upon.

For 9 years I experienced a physically, mentally, emotionally, and financially abusive relationship.  I often pondered on this “old school” belief amidst the abuse and would as many that commented on the post would feel “Okay, so this is what I deserve.” “This is what I am worthy of.” “It’s my fault.”
“There is something wrong with me.” And so because of this internal conversation I stuck it out a lot longer than I should have done. I felt shit, powerless, a victim on the inside and yes, life gave that right back. 
Notice I said I felt.  My logical “grown up” mind knew that I was more than that, I was loveable, I could have more than this and what was happening was very, very wrong.
It was not easy to remove myself.  And what changed was how I FELT.

You see, we can have these very strong ideas and talk our talk without any walk… as somewhere maybe so deeply hidden and engrained in our developmental years, some  part of us does not resonate with our talk as truth, it is hurt, wounded, in pain, has not been given or taught healthy boundaries, lacks self-sovereignty, lacks power. 
I would notice I would say “No” but I would feel an ouch in my heart, or a lump in my throat and so my “No” was not heard.  I would say “leave” but feel sick inside of being the bad person.  I felt responsible for all of it.
I doubted my own truth over his, questioned my own intuition and sanity... lost all sense of who I was. 
With a lot of looking at my childhood, where all these abusive systems had wired into my sense of self as NORMAL, (Continues in comments)
Social media, our phones, the TV, our desire/attachments to drama, all have their place but when they become all consuming and a "must" in our everyday life, they create a distraction or offer an avoidance from truly hearing what our own rhythm of life is.

How can we hear our own voice, our own heart, our own dreams,
know who we are as individual expressions of life,  if our days are full of external stimuli?

I know I speak often of our breath, and hopefully with the passion it deserves ... because our breath is our greatest and most simplistic tool in life. 
Simplicity being the attraction ... for anything logical and complicated can only take us further from self, than closer to.

The breath reconnects us to our body, to life ... our sexuality and creativity. 
To our inner silence, so we may hear our own rhythm.  So we may know more of who we are and allow our actions to be a "rising" from our moments of be-ing.

We breath EVERYDAY, everyday ... and we trust it to it's own devises while we sleep.

I invite you to bring a little more FEELING to your breathe ... a little more time just being with your breath ...
And notice the subtle yet enriching ways the breath will show you YOUR way 💕

Need some guidance with the breath?

In “Intimacy with the breath” a 25 minute video workshop I invite you to taste three Tantric breathing methods that build upon each other,  as a simple and yet powerful process to reconnect with your breath, body and sensuality.

Your investment only £17.99 
Link to all courses and workshops in bio 💕
I felt you in my heart, and how you, 
my love, 
danced upon my lips ... teasing a smile.
As you filled me up,
the  light in my eyes created stars for you.
I love you 💕 

Written by 
Michelle K Roberton@ 💕
Dissolve has been a key word for me in the past few weeks.  It repeatedly came in my morning listening and so I watched the invitation to dissolve... allowed it in.
The methods found their way to me, once I accepted the invite... as they do, 
rather than the analysis of WTF does that mean ... as we do! :) Things ... beliefs, lingering attachments, outdated crappy boundaries... in my external and internal world, began to dissolve. 
When we watch something dissolve, it is effortless. A magical disappearance from something that seems so solid, so unchangeable, dissolve into nothing.

Dissolving .. Until I arrived to a place of velvety darkness,soft warm folds that I sank into.
Not labeled good or bad, or doom or gloom. Simply a darkness to curiously grow from. 
As I nestled into the silence, out of darkness there came a point zero.
And from point zero, there was a spark, a new consciousness, a new being and most wonderfully of all,  new choices.

When we do not resist and just surrender to the impulse, we find that life just keeps on lovingly whispering ... and we can as we let go of our stubborn grip, with absolute grace, dissolve away from all that we are not ... deliciously expanding into the more~ness of all that we are 💕
Love and trust are intimately entwined.  Without one, the other cannot survive.

Trust enables love to express in its fullest.  To dance freely ... no room for edges of doubt.  No questions need be asked ... When love is innocent without reason.

When love is visible in our eyes, known in this breath, felt in our caress ... between self, lovers, friends, our children... when love is life and life is love. 
Trust is there, holding love’s foundations.

Without trust, love cannot survive 💕
The most important person to trust in the world is YOU 💕

This trust is built upon keeping your word, walking your talk, keeping your self promises, listening to and honouring your boundaries.

If we step over or back down on our own boundaries, can we really complain when others don’t listen or respect them either? 
It is essential to our internal happiness, our health ... our self respect, to know and own our NO.

To know and own our YES.

And to allow ourselves time to pause if we are unsure.

Pour a glass of something perfectly naughty and take this Friday evening to chill and listen to my Brighton Talks Sex podcast exploring boundaries in and beyond the bedroom.

Podcasts in link or follow on iTunes and Spotify 💕

Tantra & Living Orgasmically.

What is Tantra?

And what do I mean when I say “living orgasmically?”

The Body Knows podcast hosted by the beautiful  Marcela and Mat Wakeham explore these very questions with me this month and much more…

So why not pour yourself a cup of something delicious and take a listen.

Available on  itunes or Spotify

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Often when we deem something as wrong, it becomes the centre of our focus and in the relationship of sex, this can make a partner withdraw or can feel that we are trying too hard to make something “right”. This is when what we see as “wrong” or needs “work” actually desires nourishing space. What […]

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Multiorgasmic man is a term you may have heard before.      The potential for a man to separate ejaculation from orgasm, allowing him the choice to ride the waves of orgasm without peaking to “the end.” This is a subject of which I am personally passionate about. Watching my three sons blossom into manhood, […]

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What type of Yoni Egg Is For You?

When we start to explore Yoni Eggs on the internet, we can find ourselves a bit bamboozled by the various types of stone on offer. All crystal stones have healing qualities to them, but not all these stones in the shape of eggs are for our Yoni. The original Taoist Jade Egg set consists of […]

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What To Expect In A Jade Egg Practice.

The awareness of Jade egg has grow has rapidly grown, introducing this ancient practice alongside kegal exercises and vaginal Kong Fu! I am not sure about the Vaginal Kong Fu personally.  Yes, it is essential to maintain and care for the physical health of our Yoni but tight vaginas is a unhealthy myth which causes […]

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Jade Egg ~ Healing Our Roots.

It is essential to our woman~ness that we heal our roots. Without the connection to our sexuality and sensuality, the deep roots of our womanness,  we lack an aliveness. Our creativity is dry, our lustre for life long gone, our sense of belonging non existent.  Life seems to have no colour, our skin holds no […]

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Heartbreak is very much part of our human experience.  So often our reaction can be shut our hearts away, to protect and shield ourselves from pain.  And yet heartbreak can break us open, to reveal our capacity to love … more. In this video I explore with you how our response to heartbreak can ease […]

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Get To Know Your Clitoris For Owners & Lovers.

Have you ever taken the time to get to know your clitoris or your lover’s clitoris? I believe our clitoris has secrets of pleasure and wisdom that support us to know ourselves in richer ways as a woman or explore and meet our lover in new ways … if only we slow down and approach […]

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Change Your Masturbation, Change Your Life.

When we take a look at our approach, our beliefs and our with masturbation, we can see how the arena of our bedroom behaviour reflects on how we show up in life. Can we learn to caress, love and be tender with self?  Without goals, expectations?  Without judgement or shame? By simply changing our intimate […]

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An Honest and brave Journey Of Touch.

Fate brought me to Michelle’s site – an article in a magazine about Yoni massage, a blogger who had written about Michelle and then Michelle’s site itself. It seemed to me that it was all meant to be, however I was beyond terrified. Being touched by others and even touching myself was deeply unpleasant. I […]

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