My Body, My Choice?

So quickly, it has come to my attention that I’m a disappointment to some of my fellow nudists. By defending those who choose anonymity, I’ve been told that makes me suspect. By not posting photos of myself, I have dug just one more hole.

But, what end does a butt serve? Sure, I might never gain the popularity or notoriety of other nudist bloggers, but that wasn’t my intention for this website anyway. Indeed, the blog was (and is) to be occasional, while the information for those who might pass through Vermont is the reason this site exists.

I get it. As a younger nudist with no nudist role models, I certainly enjoyed seeing the “photos of freedom” on Clothesfree dot com, because it showed me I wasn’t alone and that there was normalcy in the practice of social nudity. But many of those photos were tucked behind anonymity on a website that gathered content, some of it from the other side of the planet, rather than merely posting photos of people from their California hub. Those photographed chose to have their picture taken and presumably were cool with those photos being shared. More power to them.

I’ve been photographed, too, but choose not to share them online. Not now, anyway. I do this, not to arouse suspicion in fellow nudists, but to protect myself in a country that is suspicious of us to the point of making us societal pariahs. It’s easy for some to tell me to throw caution to the wind, always easy for others to tell someone what to do. But what is nudism if it requires a lockstep approach rather than capturing the ethos of bodily autonomy? If we are to be the welcoming community we claim to be, do we not owe it to people to live within nudism on their own terms, within their comfort zone?

Resorts and their photo policies get it. People on the beach who request permission get it.  And not publishing photos of myself is my choice at this time. It makes me no less a nudist, no less thoughful about our place in this world.

So, let’s keep this movement going forward rather than placing litmus tests on what makes one an authentic nudist. Out and open nudists are nudists. Closeted nudists are nudists. Anonymous nudists are nudists. We are one and the same, choosing our limits, and embracing our bodily autonomy.

Let’s celebrate that rather than tearing down our own.




On This Winter Solstice

Can you practice skyclad indoors?

If so, that’s what I’m doing on this Winter Solstice. The height of privilege is to be in the Northern Hemisphere but to be able to be nude and commune with the earthly pull of this time of year. I am in a very warm house, fortunate by life’s circumstances to enjoy these moments, to feel deep connection, to welcome the light back into life on this shortest day of the year.

When I think about light, I think about lightness, as well. The relief of burdens, the shaking free of that which has built up over the year. I am not a well-practiced person of spirit. In fact, I often forget a lot about that side of my nature as the events and pressures of everyday living mount, clouding the mind. The Solstice, especially the one in winter, is the time for me to remember that I am a spiritual being in a human body and that all of this is an illusion, a creation we’re all making up as we go along.

So, what do we create that is new? What narratives can we bring into the world about how to be – with ourselves, with others, with nature, with the rest of humanity, with the ethereal?

The return to light is the return to hope, the return to outward presence versus inward thought. We don’t wait for the dark at the end of the tunnel, after all.

As we cycle toward June and the ever-expanding light, let’s remember to do what we can to bring peace and kindness into the world.

Thanks for being here.

Defending Nudist Anonymity

Screen Shot 2018-11-30 at 11.27.52 PM.pngThere is a debate in nudist circles about whether nudists should have to be “out” to be considered worthy of complete acceptance. As a member of national organization, I have seen this play out in their letters section of a publication, where some nudists have been critical of those who choose to use pseudonyms to write articles. The argument for everyone being out seems to be that if we are not ashamed of our bodies, we should not be ashamed to admit who we are, that we should not live in the shadows.

This denies reality and could fracture our cause.

In the real world, nudists are not a protected class. We can be picked apart, made fun of, and discriminated against without repercussion. In fact, due to the dastardly anti-labor laws in this nation known as “right to work,” we can be fired for any reason. Due to deep-seated misconceptions about the human body, we are viewed suspiciously by the small-minded among us. Therefore, if a troublemaker wanted to make an issue of our nudist practices, we could lose our livelihoods.

When I read notes or articles that demand the sort of purity some nudist circles push where you have to be out to be legitimate, I am left to wonder: Will you pay someone’s bills when they are ousted from their job for being out? Will you pay for therapy and mental health support when they are ostracized by communities of which they are a part? Do you realize you are part of the closeting problem; that by insisting that we be out you delegitimize our lived-in experiences?

I am out to people close to me, but until I make a good living as a nudist, it is impractical for me to be out with a more public profile. When the privilege of publication is prevented due to anonymity, we lose a significant perspective in our movement. The story of the closeted nudist, or the one protecting her paycheck, is pushed into a sort of second-class status because we are not privileged enough to guarantee maintenance of our lives and livelihoods were we out.

Insistence that we step out from behind the veil of anonymity stifles the diverse voices of our community. It creates a caste system of purity and sends the wrong message to those who fear anti-nudist societal punishment. It’s hard enough being a nudist that there shouldn’t be rejection from “Big Nudism” simply based on closeting.

This community needs to meet people where they are and where they can be, to be a nurturing influence. We are a wonderful community already pushed into society’s margins. Let’s not marginalize our own members simply because not everyone can achieve the glory of true openness that I’m sure most of us long for.