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.
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… Continued…Read full original article…
Is our youth becoming more prudish? Even though we are already in our thirties, we still like to think of ourselves as youth. But every now and then reality gives us a punch in the face and puts our feed back on the ground. Then we notice that youth isn’t exactly how we remember it.
Last week we had one of those days that actually came quite as quite a shock.
A documentary on the Dutch TV revealed that teenagers in sport clubs often chose not to shower naked. Either they shower wearing underwear (with an awkward towel dance at the end) or they wait until they get home to clean the dirt off.
Has this world gone mad?
The first question that flashed through our heads was: “How did we feel about public showers when we were kids?”
Well, there wasn’t exactly an option. After sports you showered. Naked. Together. Period.
Did we always enjoy this?
All adolescents struggle with their body image. They want to be normal, but they feel abnormal and they are very much afraid to become the joke of the day.
Texas naked lady – nude vlogger If you don’t know her yet, we would like to introduce you to the nude vlogger who calls herself the Texas naked lady. Our committed mission is sharing the stories of ordinary people who practice clothes free life. Other folks cover the celebrities of naturist travel and experience. We like to find the everyday folks who like to share their stories to inspire others to live everyday life clothes free. A few months ago were fortunate enough to come across the vlogs (video blogs) of the The Texas Naked Lady (Nicola) on Vimeo. We believe the vlogs are an expression of authentic clothes free life as experienced by a deaf woman. She shares her life working on crafts projects, swimming in her pool, planning activities of everyday life just clothes free. It isn’t often that we hear the “voice” of the hearing-impaired or deaf in naturist circles. We eagerly share our interview with Nicola who vlogs under the name of the Texas Naked Lady.
I am just a normal woman. A wife and mother and wanting to enjoy life to the fullest. I was born in England but moved to the US when I was about 10 (and am now a US citizen). I’ve gone to school and worked and raised my family. I love sewing and other crafts and always like to keep busy. My husband spoils me and supports me in everything I do and I try to do the same for him. He helps me learn English better and I teach him sign.
I started this Vlog to reach out to both deaf and hearing, naturist and nudist, and just anyone who will listen. I want to share my ideas and thoughts on topics that I feel are important, and just some of my daily life. Hopefully I can reach out to people and share my thoughts and let people see that I am a normal person. I want to let people see that being deaf or naked or anything else for that matter, is not wrong, just maybe different than what you are used to at the moment. Hopefully by listening and watching, they will become more comfortable with both and learn to be more accepting.
I have made a lot of videos when using sign language but not nude. Most of my messages to deaf friends are recorded videos (sign language). I made a few nude ones for family and friends just having fun, but this is my first time really public. I have always enjoyed the freedom of being nude. It is just so much more comfortable and free and open. I decided that I wanted to have more of that in my life and don’t mind sharing my experiences with others.
This is my first public Vlog or blog. I wanted to start one before but really didn’t know how or where. Most websites I knew had rules against nudity so would hardly be a good place to show my videos. Vimeo gave me the perfect place to start.
I hope that they will see me and see a part of my life. I hope that they learn about being deaf and to accept people for who they are, not for their first immediate differences. The same with nudism. Most people are so nervous about it until they actually get a chance to be with someone who talks about it openly. So many times we’ve had people join us skinny dipping and the first words out of their mouth is always “Oh I could never do that!”. Then they start asking questions and we just answer them. Before you know it off comes the bathing suits and their next questions is “When can we do this again?”. Continued…Read full original article…
Toddlers are born naturists and not only literally (although they’re obviously delivered naked). In fact they might well be the most genuine kind of naturist there is, they don’t even question their nudity. Most of them will question clothes though and if they see an opportunity to get rid of them they’ll often take advantage of that. Our memory doesn’t go that far back, but we would like to remember the day when being nude was not an option anymore. Yesterday it was completely normal to run around the garden naked, jump through the sprinklers on a hot summer day while everyone smiled and agreed with your joy. The next day this was not possible anymore… Bathing suits suddenly became the norm.
What went through our heads?
Did we question this at all?
While naturist children get a lot more options to be naked and until a much older age, they are not exactly spared from having to wear clothes, even not when weather clearly asks for the least possible textile. They have to go to school, they have to go shopping and on the non-naturist beaches a naked 10 year old is just not done. Continued…Read full original article…
Sometimes there is a real need for darkness. Darkness is a place where we are the least sure of ourselves, and perhaps that is a good thing. Why do I say this? Well, more often than not, our ego gets in the way of our becoming wiser, more complete beings. In the darkness, we fall asleep and enter into a level of connection to something bigger than the boxes we put around the world and ourselves using our minds. In darkness, we give up control and the doors open to a universe beyond all of our imagining, a world within which we find ourselves at home – curious, isn’t it?
When we wake up to the light of a new day, when night is pushed away, we dismiss the dreams, the forebodings, the flying, the embracing of everything that is too absurd for our conscious mind to accept. We know better, or so we try to convince ourselves. And so, we arm ourselves to do daily battle with the outer world, encase ourselves in protective armour whether that be a business suit or other uniform that validates ourselves as “one of them.” Continued…Read full original article…
One of the main reasons why we started this project is to show the world that naturists are not some strange dark commune but that actually everyone could be one… Or could enjoy being one if they took the first step.
Our main example of “everyone” is of course ourselves, we write posts about naturism in general but also about our own experiences. But some of you might be thinking “Yes sure, those two are probably just the strange kids in the block…” (nah, we know you’re not thinking that about us, but we’re trying to write an introduction here). So we decided to let other naturists have a word as well.
Tantallon, for those who don’t know, is on the east coast of Nova Scotia approximately 40 miles from Halifax on the highway and Peggy’s Cove on the coastal route.
It was a unseasonably warm day (16 Celsius) or (60 Fahrenheit) and we had some heavy rain over the weekend and the usually tranquil creek became a torrential river.
I knew that this might have been the last time before winter to have some pictures taken so John and I drove up the road along the river and what a sight it was.
The crashing water over the rocks was beautiful and at once peaceful listening to the rushing water. The path along the shoreline with the multi-colored leaves was slippery but manageable. Continued…Read full original article…
Better Living Through Nudity In England in the 1920s and ‘30s, nudism was ideological and utopian. Then the Nazis coopted the concept for their eugenicist Nacktkultur movement.
Today, nudism tends to show up in popular culture as a quirky lifestyle or an easy punchline. But in England in the 1920s and ‘30s, art and design historian Annebella Pollen writes, it was a utopian movement that some hoped might perfect society.
Gymnosophists, a label nudists adopted combining the Greek words for nakedness and wisdom, described their movement in utopian terms. One writer noted that some people experienced “the vague sense of something lacking, of complete happiness never quite achieved… Our experience leads us to suggest that nudity will supply the need.”
Another encouraged readers to “dispense with clothes and with all attributes that are mean, vainglorious and untruthful, and by doing so usher in the Golden Age.”
The nudists’ rhetoric was an extreme version of dress reform arguments that had already helped render corsets and long skirts obsolete. A common nudist complaint was that men’s fashion lagged behind women’s. One writer described waistcoats as a “mongrel born of a tailor’s nightmare. With no arms, half a front and an apology for a back, it is good for nothing beyond collecting junk in the pockets.” Continued…Read full original article…
The Art of Male Bonding Back in March I joined a social platform called MeWe and I am part of various groups regarding naturism, skinny-dipping and male bonding. I found this social platform a great way to be myself and open up with others, whether in the chat rooms or a main page.
I have often thought of male bonding and how it related to me. I wrote about a passage of my childhood in my last blog but did not delve into a part of my life and that many men have gotten to experience; having a father to look up to.
I was born last of eleven children (5 boys and 5 girls) and raised in the catholic faith. My eldest sister married 10 months before I was born. My father and my future brother-in-law made a pact on who would have a child first. I arrived 10 months later and my niece five years later.
My father had an untimely passing when he was killed in a vehicle accident while on his way to work. My eldest brother was with him and badly injured thankfully, he survived. I was two at the time and this left my mother to care for us all by herself.
My oldest siblings had to find work to help make ends meet. Even though I had five brothers to look up to, they were much older and had other interests than to look after me. My sisters and I have always had a stronger bond. They were in essence all my mothers. Continued…Read full original article…
Let’s just get this out of the way in the beginning. I’m fat. There I said it. I. AM. FAT. So many people have in their heads that people who enjoy being naked socially are those that are bronzed, in shape and beautiful. As far as the bronzed thing goes well, sometimes yes and sometimes no. Are there people that never miss a day in the gym involved in social nudism? Absolutely. But quite honestly, the percentage of those people are the same as you would find anywhere at any time.
In addition, however, there are also MANY people who are considered the “average body” or even the body types that are outside the preconceived norm that are the body beautiful, because they are being unabashedly and honestly themselves. I use average body in quotations as that is a stereotype that we have been sold for years and years through advertising and, well, this isn’t a story about that.
We all know they exist. It is only natural since even celebrities are human beings with human cravings and human clothes. And at times without said clothes.
What is the good of a naked celebrity?
Obviously the good thing is that a nudist celebrity shows the world at large that being nude / a nudist / a naturist isn’t a bad thing. I think we all agree on that.
If a famous person is okay with being naked, then it should be alright for me too.
As long as that’s the mindset and idea people take away from knowing a celebrity to be a nudist, that’s a good thing. In that respect I am convinced that celebrities can be a huge benefit to the naturist lifestyle.
Did you know Kevin Bacon is a nudist? He claims “There’s something therapeutic about nudity”. (According to a snippet in the Gainesville Sun.)
And Helen Mirren probably needs no introduction. “I do believe in naturism and am my happiest on a nude beach with people of all ages and races.” Helen said while accepting British Naturism’s 2004 Naturist of the Year Award.
These are but two of the many famous ones who are known to like being naked.
Although we hate to admit it, modern Indian culture is for the most part, sexually immature. Nudity is closely associated with shame and skeptics are referred to Dr David Dhawan (full time movie director and part time psychologist) who will set them straight on izzat and nanga panga. Why just last week in Goa, we were treated to the spectacle of five gents from Tirunelveli ogling two hapless aunties chastely clad in saris who were disporting themselves in the hotel swimming pool. The situation was rendered even more piquant by the fact that the hotel staff were remonstrating with the ladies that they were inappropriately dressed; the watchmen (pun intended) were having none of it. “They are enjoying, I say, why you are giving trouble, aaanh? Po da.”
Reading Manoj Das’s short story, “The Naked”, which deals with the travails of, Nathu, an old family retainer requisitioned by the erstwhile Maharani to provide hospitality to a group of visiting European nudists at her crumbling ancestral home, brought back memories of a visit to the Costa Brava many moons ago.
Europeans are pretty blasé when it comes to nudity. Swedes majestically divest themselves of all clothing including bathrobe en route to a sauna, Germans believe a coat of sun-tan lotion is all the protection they need from the elements while the French make Adam and Eve (Saint Laurent) look over-dressed. Indians, on the other hand, tend to giggle helplessly when it comes to revealing what my friend Raymond referred to as “wedding tackle” or when sufficiently spiritually inspired as “yer family jewels, men.” Grizzled grandfathers go through paroxysms of embarrassment in changing rooms performing the shimmy shimmy shake with a towel draped around their nether regions. Continued…Read full original article…
If you see nudity as sexual then I think you need to open your mind a bit and think outside of the box that society has held you captive in likely all of your life. Being closed minded is not always a good thing.
What do I think?
I believe that nudity is NOT sexual and I see it as artistic or beautiful, until people make it sexual for example a person sitting in a chair, cleaning house, or just relaxing nude is not sexual at all and should not be viewed as such. However, a person performing sex acts on the other hand, I would consider that sexual and that should be kept behind closed doors.
There is a difference between sexual nudity and just plain nudity. Which takes me to my next point in this article.
Warning! Nudity ahead!
If you find all nudity to be sexual then you probably should just leave this post now as this post contains nude images of myself depicting what it is like to live life as a nudist.
The Nudist Lifestyle
Majority of the people I know in real life do not know this fact about me but may learn about it after seeing this post. However, I’ve decided to come clean and be open about my lifestyle choices in 2018. Much like many gay individuals have come forward in recent years however, I’m not gay.
The fact is, I enjoy the nudist lifestyle and I have been enjoying it since I was a child living at my parents house and sneaking around nude whenever possible. Let me explain a bit more… Continued…Read full original article…
In 1978 on my first holiday in Greece I paid a short visit to the island of Mykonos. Walking around the harbour I saw a notice: “Bathing costumes must be worn at all times. By order of the Mayor.” Was there some danger of freak waves that the Mayor was so anxious for us? Then I realised that what the Mayor must mean was that bathing costumes were the minimum required. From which it followed that people had been known to wear less. From which it followed that nudists actually existed in the contemporary world and not just in jokes about “nudist colonies”. If I had ventured to one of the beaches away from the town I would no doubt have encountered some, but of course I was ignorant of this.
A couple of years later in Karpathos I met an Irish couple who had been to a beach in Crete where people were apt to sunbathe naked. Every day there was a police raid. And before the strenuous walk down the beach the police of course needed to take a coffee at the beach bar. So the proprietor could send someone down the beach with the message that the police were on their way. And the police could truthfully report to their superiors: “We inspect this beach every day and there is never anybody naked on it.”
I had never understood the need to cover up and liked the idea of nudity when it was warm enough, and had occasionally sunbathed naked in a place where I could be sure of not being observed. So I was interested, you might say. But I wasn’t sure that I would be able to take off my clothes in front of a crowd of people. Then in 1984 when I visited the island of Naxos I found that one of the trips advertised by boatmen from the town harbour was a trip to “Aghia Anna Nudist Beach”. Now what was this? Of course at this time there was no Internet, and such things were not mentioned in newspapers or guidebooks. And who could I ask without embarrassment? A Nudist Beach sounded a very organised affair. I had visions of some sort of invigilator greeting me when I got off the boat and demanding that I take off my clothes there and then. Would I be able to? Continued…Read full original article…
For almost two years we have been publishing two articles per week for nudists. Tips, tricks, stories, Naturist Talks and lots of reviews of all the nudist places we’ve visited.
Well, sorry fellow nudies, but we thought it was time for a change. This article is not for you. This one is for the textiles.
The idea was brought to us via an e-mail from one of our readers. Many nudists have textile friends and family and even though they know a little bit about the lifestyle, they know you like to be naked and they know that it’s not about sex, sometimes it’s still a bit awkward. Especially when they unexpectedly ring your doorbell and suddenly you’re standing there butt naked in front of them.
Their cheeks turn red.
They have no idea where (or where not) to look.
They want to say something but the words are not coming. Or certainly not in the right order.
And you wonder… “I told her that I was a nudist, right?”
What were you supposed to do? It’s your best friend for god’s sake. Should you be putting on pants and a bra for your best friend?
Some time ago we already gave you this basic guide for living with a nudie that you could send around to all your friends, family and colleagues to explain in a nutshell what nudism is all about. Here’s an addendum for the guide, which explains how THEY should behave.
Until very recently, I would have gnawed off my own arm more readily than take off my clothes in public. Partly because I am pale, I’ve had two children and my tummy does not resemble a washboard, but primarily because I am British. Public nudity comes about as naturally to me as allowing somebody to skip a queue.
But, at a festival a few months ago, I found myself in a crowded sauna, naked as the day I was born. The space was small – about the size of a garden shed – and there were at least 20 other men and women in it, all just as bare as I was. When I got too hot, I ran outside and jumped into a stream, where more naked people were doing the same. And it was glorious. After a lifetime of brainwashing by sanitised, airbrushed images of “perfection”, it is such a tonic to find yourself surrounded by other people with lumps, bumps and scars, hairy bits and dangly bits. I just had to try not to stare.
Being naked with other people instantly gets rid of several levels of nonsense. It’s a great leveller, as clothes are our primary markers of tribal identity. We use them to send out signals about wealth, class or professional status, and cultural taste. Without them, everyone looks more different than you thought, but also more similar; it becomes harder to write off people on first glance as “other”.
It also encourages a healthier sense of your own body. When I took off my clothes that day at the festival, I experienced about five minutes of extreme awkwardness, an intense desire to cover myself up with my hands. But because that would have looked ridiculous, I had to take a deep breath and walk tall. It’s impossible to feel the same level of shame about your wobbly bits when you are surrounded by other naked people, many of whom are just as wobbly as you. When we buy clothes, we choose designs that disguise the bits of our bodies we don’t like – and in doing so create guilty secrets that we carry with us all the time. Getting naked doesn’t get rid of the flab, of course, but it does get rid of the sense of secrecy and shame. Continued…Read full original article…
Thinking about Nudism? Here’s how to get started. Nudism is on the rise. And with many of the benefits clear, it’s easy to see why. But how do you start? Is it as simple as taking off your clothes? Well, in some ways, yes, but there is a little more to it. Today, we tell you how you may make stripping off just that little bit easier.
When first considering the change you may rightly ask what is so good about it? And a quick google will usually end up bombarding you with words like ‘freedom’, emotive epithets and ‘spiritual’ aphorisms.
Now, this is all well and good but doesn’t really separate nudism from any other self-defining pursuit. But therein lies the crux, nudism is inherently self-defining.
When its just you, free of any clothes, labels of presuppositions, there is not really anything left to hide. And without waxing lyrical on ‘be who you are’, there is little other opportunity for such a direct way to do so.
But with it comes trepidation, will I be judged? Is it legal? Where can I do it safely? Are there benefits?
The first thing to realise is that nudism is not simply about being naked, it’s about embracing life whilst in the buff. And this may feel very different, even pressured. Are you supposed to suddenly feel enlightened?
I have a friend, Allen, who I met a number of years ago at the NOOK, an online social network. For a number of years we have exchanged emails as well as the occasional interaction at the NOOK. I find it interesting that those who become friends at various social media sites soon find a way to enlarge the connection via other media.
Sometimes, as Allen pointed out to me, the plumbing of the depths of the other happens over time simply through reading blog posts. Since I write a lot, others can get to know me better through my words, especially when they are read over time. Time has a way of exposing the core of who one is. As a result, our friendship over time has become stronger. When I felt it was time, I asked Allen to allow me to bring some of his images and words here. Because he has learned to trust me, he agreed. Continued…Read full original article…
Non-sexualised nudity is important and there isn’t enough of it in the UK.
Maybe I’m biased, because I recently had a professional nude photoshoot as part of the promo for my forthcoming poetry collection, Bad Boy Poet. Having done a couple of amateur nude shoots when I was younger, I celebrated achieving my longstanding aim of getting a book deal by using my hard-fought hipster contacts to get a talented photographer to photograph me – and my dog – fully nude, for a non-bank-balance-breaking mates-rates discount.
I am very happy with the results. Unfortunately, though, none of those being printed contain full frontal nudity. I was prepared to bare all – which I had never done before – but the publisher gave me a stern “no”, saying that the inclusion of a fully nude photographed penis would affect where the book could be stocked. This upset me a bit, because though I can understand a business not wanting to sell pornography, the photographs of my penis were documentary at best, boring at worst.
The point of my nudity wasn’t to be garish, or sexy, or aggressive, but to be real. I do not have a toned, muscular, body, I do not have a massive penis. I don’t have much body hair (and zero hair on my head), and I’m a little bit bigger than I’d like to be, but what I had hoped to gain from my photoshoot was a picture that would capture me looking vulnerable, yet unashamed. Continued…Read full original article…
In 2017, we went to our first nudist beach in Adelaide, Australia. At the time, we were broiling on the Maslin beach sand, in the “clothed” area, getting up occasionally to jump in the water. Jackson found out that down the beach a little ways was an FKK (nude) beach. Curious, we walked over.
We’re always game for trying out a new experience and this one was great! We got a great tan and enjoyed getting up and taking a dip in the water without the worry of our bathing suit sticking to us.
Since Australia, we’ve explored nude beaches in Croatia, gone hiking and camping nude in South Africa, and explored the Costa Del Sol in Spain for nudist beaches. Although I wouldn’t categorize us as seasoned pros, we’ve gotten our fair share of the outdoors, naturist lifestyle.
I think, in today’s world, people are looking for new and exciting experiences and going beyond a drunken skinny dip and into a full-on nude beach is one of the bigger thrills of a traveler abroad. That said, ain’t nobody on that beach wants a group of total noobs coming in to gawk, take pictures and act like general idiots.
Look, we get it: if you are new to this you might be a bit self-conscious, but the last thing you want to do is draw more attention to yourself by acting like you don’t know what the hell you are doing.
Instagram recently added a new feature to it’s platform which allows people to ask questions to their audience and gain responses. Initial thoughts were that this was a pretty cool new feature! The first day it was out, I posted a “sticker” which allowed people to “Ask me a Question”. I was excited to see what was going to be asked and I was eager to answer. However, the responses were appalling. It was disheartening to see the types of questions people decided to ask. Some examples include, ” I have an erection right now, what will you do with it”, “I want to see naked girls”, “Why can’t you post frontal nudes, I want to see”. Ridiculous right? For a brief moment I thought about wiping the account because I just couldn’t deal with the shit anymore. Was it really worth it?
There are new accounts popping up every day claiming to be ‘body positive’ and a portrayal of ‘true naturism’ yet feature only young, slim, attractive females bent over in sexually submissive poses. What has happened to the huge positive movement online using the naked in nature theme to promote body positivity and naturism that gained so much media attention last year? It has been hijacked. Hijacked by the perverts, the sexually entitled, the swingers and the scum of the earth. The Get Naked Australia page has been as strong as ever, but these people are using what we’ve started for their own perversion and pleasure. We’ve seen this in how many dropkicks message the females who have contributed to our page or request to follow them. They send dick pics, they ask for nudes, they even request sex as if they are somehow entitled to it because they posted a nude photo online. What started out as a really positive thing still remains but our following is being over run by perverts. Sorry if this offends you, but surprise surprise its consistently the middle aged males who are the culprits. Continued…Read full original article…
I’ve grown up with nudity all of my life and have considered myself to be a naturist for the best part of my cognitive years. Spending a large part of my youth in mainland Europe, I was exposed to a more liberal and less prudish approach to nudity than I have experienced in the UK. When I was old enough to do so, I joined the Central Council for British Naturism (CCBN) and its affiliated group Young British Naturists or YBN. I had always been told how welcoming and kind the naturist community was, so was excited to start attending the local monthly swim.
Unfortunately, no other members of the YBN came to my local swim, and as a single male, the more elderly couples viewed me with scepticism and cynicism; however, after we had conversed over a quick steam many had began to accept me. I went as often as I could so that I would become a familiar face, and while more and more people started to recognise and engage with me, due to the significant age difference, there was very little that I had in common with them other than naturism and never felt truly welcome there.
I enjoyed the freedom that being naked afforded me. It felt natural. I never once saw nudity in this context as sexual. It was liberating and comfortable for me. However, as I got older, insecurities struck and I had zero body confidence. Women consistently judged me, men routinely mocked me, ironically the only place that I never felt judged was in the naked community of British Naturism. I never questioned their motivations, never thought for one second that I was being judged for the number of moles I had on my body, my lack of muscularity, the size of my penis, or sexual prowess; as far as I’m aware everyone that I’ve met since joining British Naturism has lived up to this expectation, whereas a significant number of people I’ve met and grew close to outside of the community, have let me down over and over again. Continued…Read full original article…
In this article will explore both nudism and nudity throughout history. While organized nudism, as a movement, is considerably young, social nudity is as old as Adam and Eve.
Nudism and Nudists History Part One – Nudity in the Bible
Nudity In The Bible – When the word nude or naked is mentioned, the first thought is of Adam and Eve. The Biblical Book of Genesis states at the end of Chapter 2 in verse 25 that the man and his wife were both naked, and they felt no shame. In Chapter 3, after Adam and Eve eat of the fruit of the tree, they become aware of their nakedness and cover themselves in shame. Because nudism exists today in a cultural, social and political context, Adam and Eve would not be considered true social nudists Continued…Read full original article…
Do you have dreams of being naked in a crowd of clothed strangers? Are you okay with that? If so, you may have the makings of a nudist. Especially if you’re over 35.
Nudist resorts all over the world are noticing a drop in younger members. Even in Germany, which has embraced nudism for more than a century, fewer young people are becoming part of organized nudism. It’s the same in North America.
As early as 2007, columnist Bonnie Henry wrote in the Arizona Daily Star that nudism’s allure was lost on the young. Of the 50,000 registered nudists in the United States at that time, most were older than 35. Fewer young people are interested in paying several hundred dollars to join a club and sunbathe, swim and play volleyball with members their parents’ age.
As Henry put it, “Who wants to bounce the ball around with folks who look like they’re three years away from the handbag factory?”
It seems that a generation that’s used to downloading movies and music for free, and doesn’t believe in paying for news online, also doesn’t want to pay to go somewhere to be naked. If a young couple or group wants to do so, they’ll just go to an obliging beach or park and bare all.
According to spokesperson Dory Ainsworth of the Ponderosa Nature Resort near Freelton, north of Hamilton, Ont., paying to be naked seems to be the stumbling block for young people. Continued…Read full original article…
Naturists come from all political stripes. Liberals, conservatives, middle of the road folks, all enjoy the freedom of nudity once they discover it. Legalized nudity is a goal for many nudists around the world.
What would the world look like if nudity was legalized everywhere?
Well, probably not much different than it looks now.
If nudity was legalized everywhere, it would be up to the property owner to determine whether or not they allowed it. This means that store owners would have the choice to allow naked people in or to kick them out. Nudists wouldn’t be able to just invade Wal-Marts or shopping malls. I imagine there would be a lot of companies that would forbid it. Continued…Read full original article…
Today, I have found the opportunity to bring a new presence to SkyCladTherapist. Joy Nelson, a fellow Canadian, is living an authentic life that embraces naturism. She has her own website in which she asks her readers to “Drop into a space of sacred silence and allow your mind to relax as you connect with your inner and outer nakedness.” Her message resonates with much of what I have to say here. I do hope you visit her site which is linked above. With that said, I invite you to read on.
I, like many others that I know in the face-to-face world and the world of cyberspace, am a naturist. I choose to not wear clothing when and where it is possible to do so. When I am clothing free, I am not searching for someone to notice my nakedness, rather I am simply revelling in the freedom from clothing. It’s a choice. I often claim that there is also an aspect of compulsion, something about the unconscious part of who I am also being involved in the choice for nudity. It’s hard to admit, but none of us is fully conscious enough to escape the imperatives of the unconscious self. Continued…Read full original article…
I also know that in Europe, for instance, the two words are used differently. Naturism appeared after nudism. I’ve been thinking about those two words recently.
Thoughts on the difference
Nudism. The word has ‘nude’ as its base. Being nude. Like the people in the image on the right, playing bowling, having a clothes free, good time. Great for them, and if you’d ask me I’d join them in an instant. For one it’s a great way to be socially nude, and for another it would be nice to practice bowling again. (I truly suck at it.)
Naturism. The word has ‘nature’ at its base. Being with/part of nature, like the people on the left. Naked in nature, being part of it and experiencing it that way. Exposing themselves to the real, rough world in their own vulnerability. It’s a way to get things into perspective. Continued…Read full original article…
During the Navy Review for Queen Victoria at Spithead, on 26th June 1897, a ship turned up without an invitation, it was there to show the Old Guard in the Admiralty that they should have listened to its designer all along. The perpetrator was Charles Parsons who had designed the first steam turbine in 1884 and had tried to get the Admiralty interested but had failed. He built a boat named Turbinia and powered it using his new engine then took it unannounced to the Spithead Review. Not surprisingly the navy picket boats sent to stop him were far too slow. The old codgers in the Admiralty were then caught in a fix, so public was the display of superiority that they could no longer fend off the future with their customary No. They had come from the same old codger tradition who resisted the change from sail to steam, from coal to oil fired ships and could not believe that an aeroplane made of string and canvas could sink a battleship, until one sunk the unsinkable Ostfriesland in 1921. It was not just the Admiralty that was headed by codgers, when Frank Whittle approached the Air Ministry with his jet engine he was given a range of reasons why it will never be of use, “why man, we have the Merlin engine!”, so he formed Power Jets Ltd and proved them wrong.
Sadly British history is littered with such examples, the Old Guard produced all kinds for arguments to keep sending children up chimneys, to stop women having the vote, to maintain the slave trade, etc. etc., a long and very sorry list, Hansard is replete with it. It often takes national emergencies to force the codgers to change or move aside. My mother joined the army early in the 2nd World War and found exactly that, the army was busy shipping out the codgers and replacing them with newly promoted officers of vision, those with an ability that encompassed more than being able to say No to new ideas. Continued…Read full original article…
I recently, for the first time ever during the course of writing this blog, became ‘becalmed’ in what I want to write, and a bit of writers’ block set in. There have been times when I’ve been becalmed by SL itself, but there’s still been something from the real world to write about. This time? Nope. Zilch. Nada.
It was the devil’s own job to work through it, and if you check out the dates of posts you’ll find I was struggling to produce an article per week in recent weeks. There simply weren’t enough naturist stories, or SL naturist events, to write about, and the only way I found I could produce anything, and even deliver an article per week, was to abandon the whole idea of ‘naturism’ for a while and get out in SL to explore some things that might more accurately be on the periphery of naturism…beauty pageants, cosplay and role-play, go lingerie shopping, and write about these things instead.