LIFE WITHOUT SHAME
So, I am driving down this narrow, rocky road---a road so rocky you can barely call it a road---along the edge of a cliff in my rented Audi with my wife and two kids. Now, I am not a religious person, and I no longer believe in God, but I sure was doing a whole... Continue Reading →
Fantasy fiction is a powerful way to introduce people to new ideas. Through the lens of fiction, we let our guard down, opening ourselves to possibilities that might otherwise seem alien or taboo. As a nudist and a fantasy author, it only seemed natural that my heroes, Xandr and Thelana, born of the Ilmarin race,... Continue Reading →
I've recently come under fire for comparing aspects of nudism to the LGBTQ+ community, which you can read about in two of my posts, Heroes of Naturism and Nudity, Censorship, and Discrimination. More than a few Redditors accused me of being insulting and several "fuck yous" were lobbed my way. Now, social media has never... Continue Reading →
Misconceptions about nudism and nudists are ubiquitous these days, which makes it more difficult for nudists to express themselves, to let their friends and family know who they are. They provide the naysayers of the world a strawman target, and the ammunition to ridicule a minority they know nothing about. In debunking these misconceptions, I... Continue Reading →
Just as racism and homophobia exist to varying degrees around the world, so does bigotry against nudists. It might seem offensive to equate the two, but in countries like Saudi Arabia and Afghanistan, women who refuse to cover their faces can be jailed, beaten, and raped. Becoming a nudist is a choice, and yet that choice... Continue Reading →
I was born with a cleft lip. If you’ve never seen pictures, let me just say it can get pretty ugly. Basically, it looked like a mugger took a knife to my mouth as I exited the womb. The doctors did their best to sew me up, but the scar remained. As a result of... Continue Reading →
Long before dreaming of nude beaches, when my afternoons were like a naked prisoner at home, I picked up the phone book and flipped to my favorite word in the English language. Well, my second favorite word, the first being naked. But since naked can mean just about anything, I searched under “nudist” and came... Continue Reading →
One good thing about being locked in my house, besides being naked all day, was having to find ways to entertain myself. There was no Facebook or PS3 or Cartoon Network in the 80s, only He-Man and GI*Joe and Transformers, and when those were over, I turned to my own imagination, to writing fiction. My... Continue Reading →
I would like to give a special thanks to Felicity Jones of Young Naturists America for originally posting this story on her blog! People talk about Obsessive Compulsive Disorder these days as if it were a joke. “Oh, I am so OCD!” you might say, when choosing what to wear or putting away the dishes.... Continue Reading →
This story originally appeared here: Young Naturists America, thanks to co-founders Felicity Jones and Jordan Blum, two of the most awesome people on the Internet! Please go visit their site! My father was born into poverty, having to sometimes go without shoes to school, and steal money for books. He immigrated to the United States... Continue Reading →
Being and Nakedness 