Showing posts with label Therapeutic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Therapeutic. Show all posts

Monday, January 4, 2010

This WILL be a Happy Nude Year!

This is a fairly long post, and at first glance it may seem to have nothing to do with the title of the post ... but stick with my long-winded thought process ...

2009 was a year of transformation for me. At the beginning of 2009, my mind was a mess. I had hit an all-time low personally and professionally. From the outside, things might have looked the same as they always had - I lived in the same house with the same family, I interacted with mostly the same folks, and I worked at the same job. But internally, it all came crashing down. One year later, at the beginning of 2010, my life is looking better than it ever has!

As part of the transformation, I discovered who I really am. I discovered that I really do like simplicity, I really do want to leave a small footprint, I really am a vegetarian, I like to read a lot, I am comfortable with quietness, I function best when I have routine in my life - from meditating and exercising regularly to sleeping early and getting up early - and I really am a nudist. I sometimes wondered if some of these were just silly notions, but now I know that they are really who I am. Discovering, embracing, and accepting who I really am has given me peace of mind and calmness. As a result I also have a better relationship with my family and I am more productive at work.

A few good friends, and many good books helped me through this year. A couple of books had an especially large influence on my transformation - The Three Marriages by David Whyte and Hardcore Zen by Brad Warner. I read them both twice in 2009, and didn't get bored the second time around!

I also started to write in 2009. I had intense feelings that I just had to express, and decided to do so in a journal. To my surprise, they came out as poems. I had never written poetry, and had never thought myself capable of it, but there is was to my surprise. I also started writing this blog.

2009 started with sickness; not your normal definition of mental sickness, but it was sickness all the same. Let's just say I had a problem with all kinds of relationships - with others, with my work and with myself. Nudism turned was the key to my recovery. Initially, there was one problem with it - the problem of acceptance by my family. Patience and perseverance has finally led to their acceptance, and that's why I think 2010 is going to be a Happy Nude Year! On the 3rd of January, I went to Black's Beach for the first time with no reservations on their part, and it was a more beautiful and peaceful feeling than ever before.

The future seems bright and clear since the present is the only thing that really matters. Here's to many happy days at the beach, and continuous progress!

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Getting Back on Track

It's interesting how one event can push you so far off track that it takes a little therapy to get back on track. My visit to Vegas left my mind all askew. Without going too far into my history, let me just say that I have a history of problems with sex - it used to be that I'd get a yearning for sex where it would build up to a point where it controlled my daily life. I've been "good" for a while, but the Vegas trip and all it entailed threw me for a bit of a loop. So, today I sought naturism therapy ...

There's nothing to me as therapeutic as going to the nude beach, relaxing on the sand and swimming in the water. Today was a lovely day with a clear blue sky. I took a long lunch break and went down to Black's Beach. There were a larger number of people than usual for the middle of the day as a result of the great weather. I put my sunblock on, lay down for a bit, then went for a swim, ate the lunch that I'd brought with me, then lay down for a little longer than earlier and just reelllaaaaxxxxxeeeeeeddddddd! I got up after a while with my head now back in order and went for another swim to wash off the sand - I love to lie down directly on the sand with my towel only under my head. I body surfed and caught a few nice waves, then wiped up, headed to the trail, wore my shorts and t-shirt and got back to work for a productive afternoon!

Ahhh! Naturism therapy!