So, the sex thing…I’m talking about it.
Lifestyle clothes free folks maintain that the unclothed lifestyle is not about sex. Indeed, once I put Instagram and all the confusing sexual posts and comments there aside, I began to tap into rich conversations about clothes free life. I read the thoughts of people and share conversations with folks whose clothes free lifestyle speaks and lives for itself; it’s just who they are, which is exactly how I feel. I’m really starting to get that, and it is so welcoming, encouraging and inspiring to me.
In this time away from Instagram I am becoming more fully present to my every day experiences in my clothes free life. I’ve been reflecting and wondering why I had such negative reactions to the sex posts on Instagram from folks who started as naked yogis and then turned it into a lusty fan club of favorite boobies, most attractive booties and weenies. What the heck, am I a prude? Am I in denial about sex and sexuality? Am I a hypocrite? Is there something wrong with me? NO.
Once I took myself away from the feed of those conversations and started really living my quotidian clothes free life, I tapped into a wholesome and intimate connection with myself. I spend time being with myself and enjoying the simple blessing of feeling whatever I feel in a given moment. And as part of that, I am becoming more present to my sexuality as an honest conversation with myself in the same way that I journal more honestly when I’m clothes free, feel my body’s food needs more honestly, work more honestly. And in that honest conversation, I meet myself with love, gratitude, peace, confidence, freedom, possibility and no judgment. I see myself as vibrant, full of vitality, generous and beautifully human.
I don’t deny, ignore or stifle my sexuality. Rather, it is actually inspired and made honest by my overall clothes free life. In these moments of being and living, I get very clear on what I feel. I even say it out loud. I write about it, and I look at it. The things that I have confessed to myself are things I had stuffed away and locked up for a long, long time. I’ve taken them out of the heavy, locked chest that was buried deep somewhere. Not only do I look at them, I embrace them. “Yes, I experienced that. I like this. I feel that. Yes.”
I am now owning my experiences and my feelings. And in that ownership, I find myself over and over again, confidently and authentically, with no need for input or validation. I don’t know that I have ever felt this free and expressed on my own, but this is part of what is opening up for me as I move through my clothes free life. This was something I couldn’t access when I was caught up in watching all the sexual conversations through the feeds. The more folks conflated clothes-free with sex, the less I could connect with that aspect of myself at all, interestingly enough. It was only after I excused myself from the constant feed of those conversations that I could actually hear and touch my own heart in the most healthy, wholesome and inspiring way I’ve ever been able to in my entire life.
My sexuality / sensuality is one of many blossoming pieces of the beautiful clothes free jigsaw human that I am. It is a sacred, healing conversation with myself. Landing at this point has been amazing.
Editors note: the asterisk in the title is to avoid those who troll the Internet for p*rn using search engines
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