Cooking done right.
Cooking done right.
A while ago I was listening to a podcast. I sometimes do that because podcasts can be cool. The podcast in question was about secrets and how secrets affect people. It’s uncanny and fascinating to learn how much of a burden a secret can be for a person.
That is where I found this podcast.
So what does this podcast have to do with naturism, nudism and all other kinds of recreational nudity?
Believe it or not, but the podcast mentions nudists and the possibility that they are feeling better about themselves when they don’t keep their naturist/nudist lifestyle a secret from other people. Which makes sense. If you don’t need to hide your lifestyle, there’s no need to be ‘careful’ about it. This means no burden of a secret, which in turn means an easier, more care-free life.
Do you agree with this statement? Do you feel happy with your lifestyle because people around you, also the perpetually clothed, know about your nudism? And if you don’t feel safe to tell everyone about it, how does that make you feel? I’m very curious…
I don’t know what they’re afraid of. Are they afraid??
If you want to stop reading now, do so.
The rest of this article might shock you if you’re a hard core naturist that never wears clothes. (And if you manage to do that, do let me know how you pull that off!)
Weather of late has been quite sad. Rain, drizzle, unpleasant temperatures.
Not the summer most of us dream of unless you’re a needy plant. In which case you’re always naked.
There are a few smart options.
True. I see myself as a naturist but one that’s not made of penguin or polar bear.
I’m a human who doesn’t like the cold. Interestingly I’ve gotten more cold-sensitive over the last few years; I’m sure that age has to do something with it. I’m approaching 60. Are there any people in their second youth who have noticed something similar?
Anyway, this is how I deal with poor weather conditions. At first I wasn’t showing the real naturist but then something made me grin. There are those naturists who claim that a true naturist doesn’t have tan lines. Well, trust me – I don’t have any!
It is only a matter of time for things to get better again. Either on a vacation, a summery end dash or something I can’t even imagine now. If nothing else happens there’s always the shower or the sauna.
This is how I handle piss poor weather. If you have other ways, perhaps even better ways, I’d love to hear them. We’re all in this weather together so we can learn from each other.
Stay happy, stay as naked as you can.
Perhaps not really naturist, but I like this image so much that I’ve decided to post it anyway. Bodywork.
Yep. My alter ego (haha) published a new book yesterday. A historical naturist fiction book. It was difficult to write so it took a long time. If you’re curious, here are the gory details:
Unsworth Manor, home of Cedric, Earl of Unsworth, his wife Margarete and their children. Margarete, of royal German descent, receives an invitation to visit her distant relative, Emperor Wilhelm II. They decide to make the journey. It will introduce them to a lifestyle that none of them had ever heard of before, but that will never leave them anymore.
I’m very curious how this book will be received…
One with the environment.
This popped into my head one early morning as I got out of bed. I sleep naked and wouldn’t have it any other way. Nudity is important to me because of the freedom it brings.
On Twitter I was engaged in a little thread about nudity being a taboo. (The article mentioned is worth a read, go do it if you have the time.) Is nudity a taboo again? Or is it so still?
Most of you will know that I don’t do well with taboos. For me, someone who’s nude by choice is a far more relaxed person than someone who worries about taking their clothes off when he or she is alone in the bathroom. As soon as you’re comfortable with your outer nudity, I feel there is nothing left to fear. There is no inner nakedness anymore, which is something I’ll address in the next paragraph. Outer nudity is the acceptance of your body, your awareness that not everyone is as pretty as the media these days ‘prescribe’ you should be. People who share their outer nudity are easier going, or so is my experience. That of course doesn’t mean that nudists or naturists are 100% carefree. Even when you dump your clothes there can be dentist bills, mortgages and other modern-life problems piling up. Outer nudity just deals with one of the major hang-ups that is coming back more and more. The prudification of modern people when you compare life to the sixties and early seventies.
Odd as it may seem, people who constantly hide inside their clothes are the true naked people. (For my reasoning between the difference between nude and naked, please read this older post.) They are the ones who are scared to be seen and do all they can to hide behind shirts, pants, skirts and sweaters, no matter how hot it is. Which, as we naturists and nudists know, is the most absurd thing to do when the weather’s inviting everyone to go nude.
Inner naked people are scared to show themselves, be it through conviction (e.g. religion, taking a vow of prudishness) or peer pressure (environment, family). I pity those people as they are keeping a very important part of themselves locked inside themselves. A part that craves unbounded freedom.
Here is a question for you: do you think there is, or could be, a relation between physical freedom (outer nudity) and the freedom to find a deepened general happiness (which is a happiness that has nothing to do with nudism/naturism)?
I have my own thoughts about it but those aren’t important here as I am asking you, nude or clothed reader.
Talk to me. Surprise me.