Kassi Martin Transforming Lives

Kassi Martin Transforming Lives I’m a coherent truth-builder. I’m a raw & gritty Therapist, Coach & Artist. I do not dilute myself down! Visit me: www.kassimartin.com

I work through coaching, art, dialogue, and ecourses to help people make sense of their lived experience and turn it into something they can stand on, trust, and live from. I unashamedly transform lives of Woman, unleashing them from Conditioning & Patriarchy through Coaching & Creativity. I offer Love, Care, Accompaniment, Challenge, Psycho-education and everything I have so you can become Confident, Empowered, Resilient, Unstoppable & Unfckwithable using my Raw & Gritty Approach to Unleash Your True Potential. Woman have been conditioned to play small & 'serve' others for long enough, now it's time to get real and serve yourself. My incredible program: "Goddess Unleashed" currently stands at 60 modules however, these are added to regularly and are full of inspiring, educational, fun, exciting, challenging, creative psycho-educational modules to invite you into your Power and to live your life in more fulfilling and satisfying ways. Goddess Unleashed is available from www.kassimartin.com where you can undertake this in a self paced (alone) way, or in one of my Goddess groups online where you will meet me full on and 100%. My raw and gritty expressive approach includes Mixed Media Art, Journaling, Intuitive Collage & Creative Writing as well as lots of raw and gritty Coaching Videos which open up your mind and encourage deep reflection on 'old ways' that are outdated and do not serve you. I also offer in person and online Therapy & Coaching as well as Therapeutic Art sessions in my studio. I have a knack of knowing - very quickly - given my years and thousands and thousands of hours Practice as a professional Psychotherapist - what you most Need and what will be most effective for you to heal and transform your life. Everything I offer, however we work together, will invite you to become (without thinking of planning) unleashed, spontaneous, intuitive, Confident, raised Self Esteem, reduced Anxiety & Stress, ease Depression & Pain, whether Somatic, Physical or Psychological. I promote Autonomy, Self Expression & Authenticity, which benefits your whole Health. I'm committed to my own Therapeutic journey, embracing it as fully as I possibly can, and provide my Very best for everyone I work with and connect with.

Perhaps you recognise YOURself in here?
10/02/2026

Perhaps you recognise YOURself in here?

A reflective piece for highly competent women who feel over-adapted rather than broken, exploring timing, authorship, and honouring the body’s knowing.

08/02/2026

From Kassi’s Learning Journal —
in case this helps you too…

I notice how often women try to “heal” their mothers by living differently for them.

Being happier for them. Being freer for them. Carrying awareness for them.

There’s a tenderness in that. And it is also a trap.

You don’t need to compensate for the lives that came before you. You’re allowed to live forward — not as a repair project, but as a woman with her own place in the line.

That’s not betrayal.

That’s order.
It’s the Order of Love.

Love
Kas

👑 For the woman who carries more than she ever speaks about ♥️From Kassi’s Learning Journal(in case it helps you too)I’m...
07/02/2026

👑 For the woman who carries more than she ever speaks about ♥️

From Kassi’s Learning Journal
(in case it helps you too)

I’m noticing how many women learned to carry grief alone.

No place to put it.

No container.

No witness.

So it stayed in the body.

Sometimes healing begins not by fixing grief, but by giving it somewhere to live.

💜Over in the Planet Kas group we are working through 30 Days of Grief & Loss journaling - if you’d like to join us you are very welcome 💜

Love,
Kas

FOR THE WOMAN WHO THINKS“THIS ISN’T FOR ME”I want to say something gently, because it matters 🔥♥️🔥You do not need to fee...
07/02/2026

FOR THE WOMAN WHO THINKS
“THIS ISN’T FOR ME”

I want to say something gently, because it matters 🔥♥️🔥

You do not need to feel s*xual, sensual, confident, embodied, creative, or connected to your yoni for this work.

You do not need to be artistic.

In fact, many women arrive feeling the opposite.

Disconnected.

Unsure.

Protective.

Tired of trying to be “open”.

Honouring Our Yoni™ is not about how you should feel.

It’s about meeting how you do feel — without pressure to change it.

This work respects the intelligence of the body.

If your body learned to close, that made sense.

If it learned to go quiet, that made sense too.

We don’t override that here.

We listen.

One-to-one, or small groups. You choose and let me know.

Love
Kas

YOU ARE INVITEDto Honour your Yoni through intuitive painting in my studio.You do not need to be an artist.There is noth...
06/02/2026

YOU ARE INVITED
to Honour your Yoni
through intuitive painting in my studio.

You do not need to be an artist.

There is nothing to prepare.

The image emerges through the process I hold.

This is in-person, offered one-to-one or in a very small group.

If you feel excited and drawn to this, message me.

And on the day? Simply come as you are.

love,
Kas

01/02/2026

Love Love Love the way it’s starting to emerge ♥️👑♥️

♥️👑♥️Today👑🔥👑Inside Planet👑Kas we are beginning a new February journey 30 days of gentle, honest journalling around Grie...
01/02/2026

♥️👑♥️Today👑🔥👑

Inside Planet👑Kas we are beginning a new February journey

30 days of gentle, honest journalling around Grief and Loss.

And I want to say - grief and loss is not only about death.

It’s about all the ways we lose things as humans.

The selves we didn’t get to become.
The love we didn’t receive.
The childhoods, relationships, bodies, futures, and versions of life that quietly slipped past us.

The grief that never had permission to exist because someone said, “You should be over this by now.” 😔🥺

Inside Planet Kas each day this month - we are creating space for the grief that never got witnessed.

The grief of the empty seat at the table.
The grief that lives silently in the body.
The grief of being ignored, dismissed, scapegoated, or emotionally exiled.

The grief of the ones we never got to bury.

When grief is allowed — not rushed, not fixed, not spiritualised away — something begins to shift.

Because when we grieve, we clear out the inner graveyards we have been living inside.

And slowly, gently, we begin to live again.

Not polished. Not pretty.
But real. Here. Alive.

Each day this month I’ll be sharing a journalling invitation.

You are never expected to keep up. You are never ‘behind’. This work is meant to meet you at your pace.

Some of you may write. Some may make art. Some may simply read and feel.
All of it counts ♥️👑♥️

Today, we create our Grief & Loss altar — not religious, not performative — just a small, sacred container where your grief doesn’t have to live only inside your body anymore.

Planet Kas is a membership space.

If you join for February at £49, you are not only joining this Grief & Loss journey —
you receive access to everything inside Planet Kas for the month.

All courses.
All journalling bodies of work.
All psychoeducation.
All art-based practices.
All of Goddess Unleashed… everything.

You are welcome to come just for this month. You can leave at any point.
No pressure. No obligation.

Just an invitation.

If something in your body softened, stirred, or whispered “this might be for me” — trust that.

You don’t need to know where this is going.
Everything will arrive in its own time.

For now, we are here. Naming what hurt.
Allowing what was never allowed.

You are very welcome - here’s the link:

https://www.kassimartin.com/courses-info/planet-kas

Love
Kas ♥️

A Sanctuary for Midlife Women Who Are Ready To Feel Alive Again

Delightful Jane Hippo is expressing the nippy winter weather with her ivy trails, ruby red berries, Roses and Gypsophila...
30/01/2026

Delightful Jane Hippo is expressing the nippy winter weather with her ivy trails, ruby red berries, Roses and Gypsophila for the snow that keeps threatening ❄️ ⛄️

…just remembering all the THOUSANDS of head dresses I used to make as a Wedding Florist!

And …the door is open for the next Make a Fcking Fuss group ♥️

Reach out if you’re interested to come to the next Make A Fcking Fuss experience with me, Kas, on zoom where you will be seen, heard and loved 🥰♥️👑♥️ it’s a place to share about your everyday life - the good, the bad and the UGLY 🥰👑🥰🤩

Love
Kas

25/01/2026

🔥From Kassi’s learning journal👑 -
in case it helps you too ♥️

I’ve been reflecting on something that took me years to see clearly.

Contemptuous Frenemies

Some of the most painful relationships in my life didn’t start badly.

They started with admiration.

I was often the woman that other women came to when they were stuck, lonely, heartbroken, or despairing. I listened. I steadied. I helped. I made things feel possible, easy.

Sometimes very concretely.

More than once, women asked me to help them find a husband - and I did. Easily. They’re married now.

At the time, I didn’t think of this as power. I thought of it as kindness. As a capable, potent woman it was just how I was.

But what I see now is that in some of these dynamics, I wasn’t just a friend — I was a threshold. I helped people cross from one state into another.

And when someone receives deeply from you but can’t name it, integrate it, or hold it with humility, something changes inside them.

Admiration can quietly flip into envy.

Gratitude can curdle into resentment.

Need can harden into contempt.

They still want you.
They may even depend on you.

But something in them starts to turn.

I remember one friendship where I did a lot of holding. Picking her up, taking her for coffee, listened, cared, advised while she was depressed and lonely.

She even came on holiday with my family repeatedly because she “had no one else”. Untrue as it turned out.

And then there was the moment that clarified everything.

I shared something vulnerable about my body — that I’d put on weight, my breasts felt heavy and uncomfortable. She looked at me with an almost satisfied expression and nodded very slowly in agreement at my weight.

That look wasn’t about my body.
It was relief.

Relief that she could finally place me beneath her.

Relief that I could be diminished.

That was the moment I understood something important.

Contempt isn’t conflict.
It isn’t misunderstanding.

It’s the psyche resolving its own shame by dehumanising someone else.

After a long list of vile acts, I removed her from my life altogether. Quietly. Cleanly. No discussions.

I’ve never regretted it.

What I’m learning now - and this feels like a midlife learning - is that I used to offer unframed power in informal relationships.

I gave depth, steadiness, and life-altering support without consent, context, or reciprocity.

And people who can’t tolerate that asymmetry will eventually resent you for it.

The work for me now isn’t to be kinder or more generous.

It’s to stop offering myself where reciprocity cannot live.

Not becoming colder.

Becoming self-respecting.

I’m sharing this here in case it helps you notice something similar in your own life.

When we share our stories, everyone can benefit.

Maybe you’ve had similar experiences? Let’s hear it ♥️👑♥️

Love
Kas 🌟

25/01/2026

From Kassi’s learning journal
in case it helps you too

Chemical love is the reason intelligent women stay in relationships that are starving them.

Not because they’re stupid.
Not because they don’t see.
Not because they lack self-respect.

But because their bodies bonded, and the nervous system doesn’t care about insight in the way culture pretends it should.

Chemical love isn’t romance.
It’s biology.

It forms through repetition, s*x, familiarity, caretaking, crisis, illness, history, proximity. Once it wires in, it doesn’t stand down because you’ve had therapy, read books, or named the pattern out loud.

The body does not leave on principle.

This is where women are lied to. We’re told that if we really understood what was happening, we’d feel differently. That if we were evolved enough, empowered enough, awake enough, the chemistry would evaporate.

It doesn’t.

Knowing doesn’t undo bonding.
Seeing doesn’t switch it off.
Naming it doesn’t dismantle it.

Attachment lives below language. It moves slower. It grips harder. And for some women, that grip is a vice.

Not all women bond the same way, and pretending otherwise is cruel. Women who had to attune early, wait for emotional availability, adapt to inconsistency, or grow up relationally too young are far more susceptible to chemical attachment. Their nervous systems learned that love is intermittent, that closeness requires effort, that loss is dangerous.

So when they meet men who are emotionally defended, distant, or selectively available, something lights up. Not because it’s good. But because it’s familiar. The bond deepens through strain, not ease.

Add s*x, years, loyalty, illness, caretaking, shared survival — and the bond becomes structural. Leaving doesn’t feel like a decision. It feels like tearing something out of your body.

And here’s the part women aren’t really allowed to say out loud. Some men know which women will bond like this. Not always consciously or maliciously, but perceptively. Men who are emotionally limited often feel safest with women who can carry connection without demanding much back. Women who listen. Women who stay. Women who tolerate absence.

The relationship works for them.

Over time an unspoken contract forms. She doesn’t ask for more. He doesn’t go anywhere. She carries the emotional labour. He remains present enough. Life continues.

When she eventually names the truth — the silence, the absence, the lack of intimacy — the response is often rage, denial, minimisation. Not because she’s wrong. But because her attachment has been doing unpaid labour and the system is being threatened.

Chemical love is also how women lose themselves without noticing. The relationship becomes the organising centre. Leaving isn’t just losing him. It’s losing a self shaped around endurance.

And then there’s the grief no one names. Not the grief of losing him, but the grief of the relationship that almost happened. The life she could feel in her body but never got to live.

That grief isn’t weakness. It’s mourning unlived possibility.

Staying strategically is not failure. Blowing your life up is not automatically liberation. Many women stay while sequencing safety, money, work, children, nervous system stability. They stay while withdrawing s*xual and emotional access. They stay while building independence. They stay without lying to themselves.

Healing isn’t leaving.
Healing isn’t staying.
Healing is when a woman stops handing her nervous system to a bond that costs her dignity.

Chemical love explains why it’s hard after one year. Harder after five. And after thirty years, why leaving can feel like cutting off a limb.

It doesn’t mean the relationship was right.
It means the bond was real.

If you’re still here — clear-eyed, boundaried, building, no longer pretending — you’re not weak.

You’re doing the most dangerous thing a woman can do in a system that profits from her attachment.

You’re taking your nervous system back.

And that is power.

love,
Kas

24/01/2026

From My Learning Journal -
in case it helps you too

When Clarity Feels Lonely

There is a phase no one warns women about.

The phase where you are no longer confused - but you are not yet expanded.

The chaos has stopped. The intensity has gone.
The emotional weather is calm.

And instead of relief, you feel… exposed.

Clarity can feel lonely before it feels free.

There is no drama to organise yourself around.
No crisis to metabolise.
No one pulling on your nervous system.

Just you.

This is where many women go back. Not because they don’t know better. But because the quiet feels unfamiliar.

Intensity can masquerade as aliveness. Pursuit can masquerade as love. Chaos can masquerade as depth.

Stillness asks something else entirely. It asks you to meet yourself without adrenaline.

Loneliness at this stage is not evidence you made the wrong choice. It is evidence your system is recalibrating. Something new is forming that cannot grow in noise.

If you are here, please be gentle with yourself.

Do not rush to fill the space.
Do not mistake neutrality for emptiness.
Do not betray your clarity just to feel wanted again.

Freedom often begins as quiet.

And quiet takes getting used to.

love,
Kas

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23/01/2026

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