Nice friendly hike
It must be wonderful to have a group of friends you can do this with
Found elsewhere online, “…humanity has been stuck in a cycle of experience where we continually see everything, and everyone as separate from us. We are individuals, living out our identities and lives and we are simply here to survive. We believe the limiting ideas of what our reality is and should be and thus we create that reality consciously. Our collective belief about how our world should be is directly tied to what actually happens.” (Martino, Joe. collective-evolution.com, July 20, 2018)
Simply natural. Simply beautiful.
Two and a half years ago, my first tattoo was just beginning to heal when I came across a photo by Man Ray. The photograph was composed of a woman with violin f-holes tattooed on her mid-back. Having played violin since age 10, I was awe-stricken by the visual embodiment of the instrument. Immediately, I knew that this was something I needed to be a part of my body.
Beginning around age 16, when I first felt the throbbing ache of tendinitis in both shoulders and forearms, I developed a deep-rooted paranoia that I would lose the ability to play violin as I grow older. A paranoia that something would happen to my hands or shoulders or arms or fingers. And, unfortunately, as time progresses, the tendinitis aches and the cyst in my wrist remains hard and my joints don’t bend as well as they used to and the nerve in my back gets pinched and my two smallest fingers go numb – my paranoia has slowly begun to take form as a reality. A reality which I must accept, and embrace.
And so, even when I am a wrinkly old woman, too tired to ride a bike or run or swim; too tired and damaged to play my violin… I will always have this.
Tribute to Man Ray
Photo by Katherine Bennett Photography
Tattoo by Nicole Eveland at Electric Art
☮ Peace, love, and nudity!
Praise worthy. Achievement manifested in body and evidence of the human soul emerging through the skin. This may be the closest humanity can come to “wearing it’s heart on our sleeve”, the bared covering, a canvas worthy of praise all by itself, but with this tiny addition it is accentuated by it’s temporary custodian!
This is what FKK/nudism/naturism is all about, being comfy in your own skin, aware of the fact you need no extra covers whenever nature and our own technology allow it, and also knowing this is what we all humans are and look like, so no one should feel embarrassed by watching you being you nor embarrassed for you. Give it a try, start now, end it never!
Comfortable nakedness in a home setting, this picture is probably 30 or 40 years old, and yet the attitude captured is one we can still admire and aspire towards! This casual “approach” to nudity makes it a simple thing, and so I use the hashtag *#simplenudity* or #simplynude. Embodied is a spirit of joy, relief from labels, and freedom; because if someone labels a person “as” something for appearing in the nude, that labeling tells more about them. The use of labels, even including naturist versus nudist, is something I generally avoid – except as it is necessary ON the tumblr platform in support of the searching and ‘Recommend for you’ processes.
The home is our safest, safe place, where our easiest and greatest acceptance SHOULD occur, should be possible, and should be understood by those who love us, or with whom we share loving and respectful relationships! In other words, when we tell our families we have a desire to experience life free of clothing, instead of replying ‘Well, why would you want to do THAT?!?’ a more understanding response might be, ‘That is interesting. Tell us more about THIS idea of yours, how and when you wish to do it, and what sort of support of the idea we can give.’ <- Because this shows contemplative patience with someone exploring their world figuring out their place in it (boy/man or girl/woman, or anyone).