Real Life Nudity

I miss 2018 and my days on the mountain...

So it’s been busy. Real busy. I'm adjusting to a new life. Putting furniture together, cleaning out years of my old life. Existence is hectic sometimes, and blogging gets put aside.

But not naturism.

I can’t put that aside. Even on frozen mornings I insist on just a blanket over my shoulders to keep out the cold. When you’ve adopted this lifestyle it’s damn near impossible to quit.

But real life means sometimes you can’t be nude. It’s either too cold and a blanket won’t help, or travel doesn’t allow for stops in “approved” places. Sometimes you are just surrounded by “textile” family members or friends and as such must surround yourself with textiles.

That’s OK. Orthodox Nudism doesn’t require full nudity all the time. Nudists understand that sometimes there are simply times and places where it is simply not possible to be nude. Real life is like that.

As for me, I’m going to push those boundaries. I’m not going to let real life push me around. I’ll be naked anytime I can be, even in the cold. Even in not-so-approved places.

But, I still respect my “textile” family members. That’s my one boundary. It is better for nudism if we don’t go out and purposefully make others uncomfortable. We don’t need an “in your face” kind of mentality. This tends to drive more away than it brings in.

While a nudist utopia would be great, it is not real life. Most folks don’t understand us. And we aren’t going to sway them by being rude. Instead we should pursuade them with stories of our real life. Stories of skinny-dipping, stories of time spent warming in the sun, the wind on our skin, truly feeling the world around us.

Nudity makes life much more real.