Today, I am writing this post while in a hammock on the patio. The four foot fence of sorts that separates me from the passing traffic, somewhat provides some discretion for those who might otherwise be offended of my nudity. I do have a wrap handy in case someone breaches the space, someone such as the local caretaker. I have zero intentions of offending others. I also have zero intention of giving up my freedom to be clothing free. I think I have managed to find that delicate point of balance.
Living in an imperfect world, finding that middle ground is a real challenge. The mid point seems to be constantly shifting. As much as I’d like to be nude at all times, weather and climate permitting, the real world within which I live forces me to choose the times and places for my embracing nudity. I can’t expect or demand that it is the responsibility of society to do the work of finding the middle ground. Should I misjudge that midpoint, I find myself constrained to less time and place for nudity.
This blog site, along with Twitter, is part of my stretching the midpoint. Normalising Naturism is the strategy I, and others like me, are using. Even my use of photos, cropped photos, is intentional. Full nudity is implied in a natural context in such a way that those who aren’t nudists or naturists might stay long enough to read the posts and/or the tweets. Sticking around, they can learn that there is a real difference between naturism and pornography. That learned distinction is vital. It is what will eventually give all of us more time, space, and place for living more of our lives free of clothing. This isn’t missionary work, this is self work.