Sunday Noon Nudist

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I think the lady on the right is right. Only tennis shoes on the court!

The older, the nuder.

Interesting how things can change in a moment.


When I first thought of the title for a new post (this one: the older, the nuder), I had an idea where this was going. Until I started investigating the idea, which made me see things in a much different way. Let me tell you what I thought and what I’ve learnt!

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My initial idea was that, when people get older they get less flexible. I’ve seen it everywhere and still do. I’ve seen it with my parents too.

That brought me to the conclusion that older people should stay nude more for the simple reason that putting on clothes requires some agility, and since older people have that less and less, not having to put on clothes would make life easier for them. Are you with me so far? Sounds logical, doesn’t it?

Then I started looking around for stuff that might add a bit of laughter about this topic, and guess what I found:

The way to stay agile is STRETCHING.

You may not feel the need to read on if you’re not “old” yet, but I think it’s worth the while anyway. One interesting link took me to kveo.com. This page talks about the importance of stretching and not to overdo things.

Yoga

And that brought me (again) to yoga, which is a good way to stretch. And that, hey hey, took me almost round circle to naked yoga, which I touched on last year. Right, there’s no need to ‘yoga’ like the lady up there. (I’m still trying to find out how she got herself in a knot!) And as you see, she is doing naked yoga.

Even Wikipedia has an entire article on naked yoga, go figure. That should tell everyone there’s something about it.

Regardless if you’re into or out of yoga, though, the main thing clearly is that when you get older (like I am and probably the odd 2 or 3 other readers of this blog), you should keep moving and stretch as much as possible. And as we all know: the best way to move and stretch is in the nude.

Lucky us!

How nudity brings sheer happiness

It’s not a big surprise, is it?

It’s probably not a surprise to most of you reading this: being nude brings happiness. This of course counts if you can be nude in the right circumstances.

A right circumstance.

As the above image shows, simple things in life can make a person happy, and there is no need for anything like clothing involved. Even the basic action of removing those layers of fabric, leather, plastic or whatever people put on is a reason to be cheerful. Which reminds me of an album by Ian Dury, by the way…

…and no, you don’t have to watch the video or listen to the song if you don’t feel like it. πŸ˜‰

Why does being naked make people happy?

For this, I think, we need to look at the beginning. The beginning of life. Look at children and how they like to be naked. How many children hate being or getting dressed when they’re not yet ‘used’ to that?

As nature intended

The adult ‘problem’ with this is that same being used to clothes. It’s ingrained into our mind and system, and only the lucky few naturists and nudists haven’t lost that connection to nature. We probably all know how hard it is to change someone’s mind regarding nudity when that person hasn’t been in contact with her or his or its skin in a long time.

Now I don’t know all of you who read my blog (for which I sincerely thank you) but I think it’s the connection to that early joy of nakedness that makes it easy for naturists (and nudists, yes, I know) to find their way back to that feeling if ever they have lost it for a while. If you were brought up in a naturist family and never had to lose the connection, even better. Not everyone is so lucky.

The lucky circumstances.

WNBR

What are your lucky circumstances? Do you hang out naked in your home to feel that happiness? Do you participate in World Naked Bike Rides for the feeling or for an extra boost? Are you lucky enough to have a garden where you can be naked and happy?

I’d like to hear from you. Your words can make a difference to everyone who visits this page, and this way, together, we can make the world a better, happier place. And we all know the world needs that.

Sunday Noon Nudist

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The best way to be. And indeed, age is nothing.

Entertaining Google alert

I have set up a few Google alerts to inform me about interesting things regarding – you guessed it – naturism and nudism.

I got in a mail with a few links of interest that had one or more keywords in it, and the summary of one of them was highly surprising:

For naturism blue 18 approximately three days blue for power γƒŠγƒγƒ₯γƒͺγ‚Ίγƒ  3rd of the black oolong tea Rakuten kenko express: For naturism blue 18 approximately three days blue for power β™ͺ γƒŠγƒγƒ₯γƒͺγ‚Ίγƒ  3rd of the black oolong tea [healthy supplement] [diet]Β …

Okay, this looks weird. Naturism blue? Powder?

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I doubt this powder will turn you into one of those (and if they have powder for the other colours too) so I decided to click the link. Sometimes I’m a fearless rebel without a clue, you should know.

And that is what I saw…

And yes, the label actually says Naturism!

Maybe someone who visits this particular article is experienced enough in Japanese to convey what this is all about. It made me laugh more than it should, but I like to laugh so that is all fine.

Of course now I wonder if there are other people who have discovered weird references to naturism, nudism or the nude way of life. I’d love to hear/ read about them because I always fancy a good laugh!

The wealth of being in nudity

Hey. You.

Hey you

Yes. You. Do you like being nude? Do you like being among other nude people? Yes? If so, do you know how wealthy you are?

Really. I’m not kidding. I’m convinced that people like you and I are among the emotionally wealthiest folks around. The most mentally mature too in ways. Because we know people. Real people.

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Nude people. Surprising? Hardly, I’d say. Nudists and naturists have overcome the ‘problems’ that so many people in this world have with skin, with a proper body. We know how real people look. We don’t need Photoshop to look our unattainable best either. All we need to do it take off our clothes and there we are. Our naked best.

The more time I spend in the nude, either alone or with others, the more I am surprised how being this way can ever be a problem. Of course, we all know it is because of the big brainwash that is advertisement, crazy body ideals that will never be possible, and the general fear of nudity as proclaimed by many forms of religion and other groups.

I know there are (religious) groups that aren’t scared of the naked body. That’s a good thing. I don’t dabble in religion but if ever I’d have to, I’d pick one where being naked would be the accepted norm, not something to be frowned upon.

But no matter what your preference is, religion-wise, the fact that you are reading this (and hopefully agreeing), tells me you’re a rich person. Rich in awareness that all bodies are good bodies. Perfect bodies, having become so after accepting what life threw at them. Not picture-perfect (as in Photoshop and so on) but, indeed, body-perfect.

The wealth of not being scared of nudity is something money can’t buy. It’s something experience and personal growth brings. Sometimes also upbringing, if you are/were fortunate enough to have open-minded, nudity embracing parents.

For that, I congratulate you, wealthy fellow human being.

Sunday Noon Nudist

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My kind of beach bums. πŸ™‚

Do you still think of being naked?

That’s something I realised a while ago. Being undressed in the right weather / temperature conditions has become so natural to me that I hardly think about it.

(This is not my front door!)

That’s also the reason why I opened the front door naked a few times this summer; it was Very, really Very Warm for a long time.

The interesting bit was that some people, after their initial surprise, seemed to pay little mind to my (lack of) attire. Especially after explaining why I wasn’t wearing clothes. It was – in a way – weird to find that many people at the door understood the reason immediately, but that I had to explain the why to them first.

After hearing that, most of them agreed that it was a clever thing to do. Such encounters tell me that being naked is basically accepted by many people, but that the actual doing is something that doesn’t cross their mind until they see someone who actually does it. (Leading by example, anyone?)

But back to the original question: Do you still ‘know’ you’re naked when you’re naked?

In the forest
Out on a forest walk.

Being naked has become natural to me. It’s the best way to be. I tell everyone who is open enough to hear it. (Which is a surprising thing too, sometimes people I least suspect of being open about nudity are most open about nudity.)

The thing I am sensitive about it temperature. Not being nude. And I’m curious to learn about your experiences!