When I first saw these video clips, my thoughts were returned to an earlier time in my life when I falsely assumed it was my ordained mission in my life to convert the entire universe into practicing nudity. I envisioned someday being canonized the Patron Saint of All Naturists/Nudists Forever, Amen. You may commence the celestial angelic drum-roll now, if you please! Admittedly, I was young and foolish but at least I was thinking big and trying to find a worthy cause to champion. Alas, reality set in by the time that I graduated secondary school and I eventually became a professor.
Most of us can recall the 2012 incident where Prince Harry was surreptitiously caught unawares and totally bare (naked, nude) in a hotel room in Las Vegas, Nevada, USA. The entire affair saturated the media for almost a week and earned the ginger royal and naked highness a stern, private rebuke from his grandmother, H. M. Queen Elizabeth II. It seems that nudity was not considered appropriate behavior for a person of his rank and stature as a scion of the Windsor Dynasty. However, no one lost their head in the matter and his grandmother is still queen.
Yesterday was the Easter Feast in the Greek Orthodox Church. My spouse, Aaron, and I hosted several other same gender loving Greek bare partitioning couples over to our condo for a traditional Easter meal. Today’s post is one of fantasy and light-heartedness as I was exhausted after all the preparation and clean-up. I could have prepared better and scheduled my post in advance but I’m afraid I was too busy and lazy to do so. Continue reading Magical Nudity
Warning: Under no circumstance toss away your Winter outdoor gear or warm, snuggly blanket anytime soon! It may be officially and methodologically Spring now, but that fact doesn’t guarantee warmer temperatures anytime soon! Case in point, the second day of Spring had the northeastern region of the USA facing major snowfall, including the mid-Atlantic area where yours truly lives. I had to clean my car off twice: when I left in the early morning to take the subway into work and then again when I left the subway to return home.
No, today is not St. Patrick’s Day! That date is tomorrow, March 17. I’m posting this in anticipation of the date and to honor anyone reading here who may be Irish or of Irish heritage. St. Patrick is the patron saint of Ireland and as such is revered by Irishmen all over the world, no matter their particular religious affiliation or lack thereof. To be Irish, or of Irish descent, is tantamount to being a part of the St. Patrick family.
There is one common trait that is shared among almost all bare practitioners (naturists/nudists), regardless of their gender and their sexual orientation. In fact, it is probably the one thing that is universal to the entire clothes-free world. That is our ideal of encouraging our joy and love of nudity, of clothes-freedom, with as many people as possible. This is especially true when it concerns our closest and dearest of friends. For us, it is blatant neglect if we fail to get them to bare with us! We have so much fun when we’re nude that we want the same for others!
Author’s Note: In celebrating the first anniversary of my return to blogging here, I’m sharing this two-part true account of my friendship with “Jay” (Jason) and how we initially met and became friends. This month marks the anniversary of both the beginning of my friendship with Jay and my return here (January, 2017).
Sometimes, meeting someone else when the both of you are completely nude (bare, clothes-free or naked) can lead to interesting situations that not only present special challenges but humorous outcomes. The uniqueness of the shared experience often can create a bond between the two individuals that survives issues of both distance and time. Such was the case for my good friend (Jay) and I when we first met on Saturday, January 3, 2009. The fact that we’re still close friends and that the humor involves clothes and two committed bare practitioners (naturists/nudists) makes our relationship even better and stronger.