Europe’s winter

Let’s be honest: in most parts of western Europe this winter’s a laugh if it wasn’t such a sad thing.

Many people think that naturism and winter doesn’t mix. I’ll grant you that many opportunities aren’t the best during winter, but with a proper winter when there’s snow and a day with sunshine, there are still things you can do. For instance you could go for a hike:

Naked snow hike

It may sound mad but if there’s no wind this is actually quite nice.

If there’s a proper winter and some lake around you could also do this:

I’m not entirely certain if I’d be into this, although I’ve once participated in a frosty New Year’s dive. These things are fun to do.

This year’s winter is a never-ending rain shower combined with too much wind. The combination makes it very unlikely that (m)any naturists go out for hikes, walks or so, as the temperatures aren’t up to level for that. Roll on, summer. I can live with you.

Disappearing into nature

Since launching the Gaia Project in 2011 Orly Faya has painted people into landscapes all around the world.
Each ‘merging’ as she refers to the body paintings is a unique experience for both the subject and the artist.

(Found on Vimeo, thank you, ” “)

Naked Meditation 4. The forest.

For people who seek a more active approach to meditation I have found two options. The first one, which I will detail here, is one that requires being outside. That means it’s not an option for everyone/all the time. Still, if you have the opportunity, seize it and try this.

So, if you are up for this and have the opportunity – go outside. There is one object you will need for this form of meditation: a tree. Walk around (naked if possible) and find a tree that appeals to you. This walking around is already part of the meditation, a preparation to connect with nature. (Naturists, are you paying attention?)

nude treeOnce you’ve found a tree you feel ‘comfortable’ with, take off your shoes or slippers if you wear any. Stand close to your tree, on bare feet, and rest your palms against the trunk of the tree. Look at your feet, how they are on the ground, in the sand. Then look at your hands, how they touch the tree. Look down and up a few times and understand that this is you, reaching out to a powerful living thing of nature.

Now close your eyes and look down in your mind. You should still be able to ‘see’ your feet in the sand. Now reach down with your mind and feel how your feet are in that sand. Feel it beneath your feet, around your toes. Feel how your feet are your roots, the main part of your body that connects you to the world, to nature. Once you have established that connection through your feet, look up in your mind and see your hands against the tree. Imagine how they are becoming a part of the tree, making you a part of the tree. Feel how a tree would feel, it’s steadiness, its calm way of being in that place since many years, and for many years to come. Try to mould your mind around those traits of a tree, being content in your place while doing what you can to grow higher, taller.

nude tree 2Stay like that for as long as you feel comfortable. When you notice a shiver (cold) or a tremble (fatigue in arms or legs), open your eyes and slowly take your hands from the tree. Thank the tree for being your guide (if you want to do that, if not – the tree understands). Walk around a bit, swinging your arms (don’t forget to put on your footwear if you had any on) to get your blood flowing again and then go home. And take with you the feeling that the tree gave you. Don’t forget: the tree is there for you whenever you need it. You can also go there when it’s colder, just don’t take off your shoes when you don’t feel comfortable then. Staying healthy is smart.

There’s probably a name for people like this…

Bare-chested bike rideI was riding my bike exactly like this. Shorts and sandals. You’ll have to believe me on the sandals. Some guy stopped me and asked, “Why are you riding around half naked?”

I said, “Because entirely naked isn’t legal, and that again is because of people like you.”

“No, not people like me,” he claimed.

“Right. So if I take off my shorts and ride on naked, that’s fine with you?”

Appalled look: “No!! Of course not!!”

Point made.

A naked vacation-hike

A few weeks ago I was on vacation in the US of A. It was a great vacation. I had planned to get to the nude beach near the Golden Gate Bridge but that didn’t happen, alas. However, on my wanderings I happened to reach Reyes Point Station, about an hour north of San Francisco. The weather was amazing, there were no people around on the parking location and so I decided to have a little walk around.

Point Reyes 1As you can see, the weather was absolutely stunning. The trail was very winding, going up and down a lot as well.

Good thing I didn’t have any clothes on because the temperature there easily reached 78F (26 C) and that’s quickly too warm for serious hiking around. My lack of attire made the whole thing a very pleasant experience though.

Of course there was a spot where I put something on: at the end of the first trail (called the Jepson trail) there was a large parking lot with dressed people and cars. I don’t want to make others feel uncomfortable around naked people so I covered myself.

Point Reyes 2No one noticed anything because of that. Okay, it’s a sad state of affairs that naked hikers have to go through that but it wasn’t for more than a few minutes. I was once more impressed (in a bad way) how very warm you get inside clothes, walking over a stretch of asphalt to the start of the next trail.

Once on that trail (called the Johnstone trail), another winding, climbing affair, I was out of the fabrics quickly. Once again no one on that trail (I guess most people around there don’t like to walk around in nature, not even dressed) and I went on my merry, nude way. It was an even better trail than Jepson as it was longer and nature was at its best.

If you ever feel like having a cool walk (I walked about 3.5 miles/5km), that is definitely a good spot to do it. “Parking” marks where I parked my car, the parking with the people is at the top where the two trails connect to the ‘hook’.)

Nude walk

Hi,

You may have understood that I like to be naked. I also like to take walks. What better way to enjoy both together than taking nude walks? Yesterday the weather was amazing (compared to the drizzle of today) and I grabbed the opportunity to go out. I have never walked there before so I had to be kind of cautious – don’t want to upset the textile side of life when I can avoid that…

Here’s are two videos I made while I was out and about. I hope they’re not too long and boring.

The first time outside.

How did your first time outside happen? Outside in the nude, I mean by that. Nude by your own plan, simply because you wanted to do it? Did you plan it? Were you alone or in a group?

For me it’s quite a while ago, 25 years at least. I’m not even entirely certain any more. I had planned to go out on the bicycle to take some pictures as it was a wonderful summer’s day.

summerI’ve always loved taking pictures so that wasn’t something unusual. Far behind a few remote farms I came upon a great field with grass and flowers, and after taking some shots around there the thought hit me. I’d been naked inside, alone, in safety before quite often but I had never dared to go outside and undress.

The day called for it, there was no one around and that’s when I decided to go for it. As I said, I don’t remember when it was but I do remember my heart pounding as I started taking off my clothes. This was baring it all in nature. Partially I feared being seen (really) and partially I was going through a rush of excitement, anxiousness, you name the emotion because I don’t know the proper word for everything that went through me. The first minutes were definitely uncomfortable. Not because I was naked but I didn’t feel at ease with being naked out there. First times are often scary.

Walk in Germany
Forest walk in Germany

 

Since then I’ve enjoyed the naked outside very often, alone or in the company of nice people at resorts, naturist hotels and nude beaches, and I won’t go back to the dressed life in that respect. I’m really curious how you experienced your ‘first time’. Leave a comment if you feel so inclined or perhaps drop me an email if you think that’s easier/less public.