Author: getnakedwithjoy

Get Naked With Joy

Hey lovelies,

It’s been awhile! I have been focusing a lot on building my Twitter community and launching my Only Fans profile. I have begun diving in to the world of video creation.

Those of you who know me personally know that while I am a bold and transparent person I also have a very shy side. I find video creation quite daunting to be honest but I am forcing myself to break through.

One of my favorite things in the whole world is to dance so I started with a few dance videos. It’s interesting because, although I have been dancing my whole life, I have never actually seen myself dance.

It’s an interesting journey. In case you have not been following my Twitter profile, here is a collection of photos from the past few months. I hope you are having a blissful Saturday!

From my heart to yours,


From Lover to Stranger

Hey lovelies,

Over the past few months I have been silent. I could tell you about the logistical and financial challenges I have faced but honestly, that would be boring as fuck. I have already been forced to live it. Writing about it won’t change the past and I have processed most of what has taken place so there’s no benefit to writing about it.

The aspect of my separation and impending divorce that I am inspired to write about is much deeper on an emotional level. There are emotions trapped in me related to this and, if I know myself like I believe I do, blogging about my emotions is the fastest way to process and transform them.

For those of you who read my Tantrachick blog, you know on a very intimate level, the deep, profound love I had for my husband, lover, best friend, and the father of my children. You also know the profound level of commitment and love my husband had for me. A few days before our separation I posted an incredibly positive post on social media about our ever lasting love.

The fact that we separated only a few days after that post has left friends, family, and blog readers with a lot of questions. Out of respect for my loved ones, I cannot answer those questions. What I can however talk about is something that I now realize millions of people who have gone through divorce experience.

I will start by saying that, when my husband and I first separated, I thought we would divorce in a spiritually evolved manner. I pictured family events, regular communication and more importantly I was positive we would continue co-parenting our beautiful children. I thought we would divorce with ease, respect, and I was foolish enough to believe that we would both behave civilly.

I am not going to get into the actions that have led me to this moment. Instead, I want to focus on the feelings that have transpired as a result. To help you dive in to what I am feeling, I will share one short story. This is something that happened on Mother’s Day, 2018. A day that is meant to celebrate the years of commitment, love, and nurturing mothers give to their children and family.

On Mother’s Day I dropped my daughter off at her dad’s house. There is some significance to the location because her dad’s house is also what used to be our family home. It is the property where we stayed up late dreaming about our future. It is the property where we shared hours soaking in our hot tub. Where we planted gardens and raised children.

Even though our dreams no longer exist together, I don’t want those dreams to die. I feel a huge amount of respect for the man I raised my children with. I want his dreams to continue to become reality. So luckily, as I drove away, I did not feel anger or even deep sadness. I felt a level of inner calm knowing that what we worked for was going to live on even if I am not a be a part of it.

What I was not expecting, however, was to pass the man who was the true love of my life. His role in my life has shifted. That I accept. We do not have a future together, that I accept. But when we drove past each other on the road that leads to the place we used to call home, it was as if we were nothing more than strangers passing. That moment shocked me. The rush of sadness rocked me to the core.

A few months ago one of my close fiends sent me a quote. He said it made him think of me and my situation. It was something like, “The hardest moment was when I looked into your eyes and saw a stranger.” I remember reading that quote and thinking, no, that will not happen to us. It did. Although this path has been heart wrenching and soul shattering, I accept it. In fact, I have learned more about love and relationships from this experience than I did during two decades of marriage.

My understanding of this path will continue to develop and expand. Because, unfortunately, this path is not yet complete. In many ways, it will unfold over the years as our children grow and mature. As I sat down to write this post, I asked myself if the topic was even relevant to the focus of my blog. Then I thought about the blog title, ‘Get Naked With Joy.’ As I have said time and time again, there is more than one way to be truly “naked”.

From my heart to yours,



Introspection with Joy

Hey lovelies,

If you know me well, you understand that sometimes I step back and take a breath. Life is beautiful and intense all at the same time. At times, when the intensity of life momentarily outweighs the beauty, I turn my vision and focus inwards…

I hope your day is filled with pure, unadulterated bliss…

From my heart to yours,


Body Freedom

Hey lovelies,

When I first began sharing my naturist adventures publicly (Jan 1/2018), I had no idea what people would think. I didn’t necessarily expect a negative response, but I also didn’t expect my images to elicit such a positive response. Men, women, and couples from all over the world began sending me emails, messages, and posting comments of support on my social media accounts.

“Joy, your bravery moves me. You openness humbles me. Your strength inspires me.” -T.H.

Some people even shared their own partially clothed or fully nude self-portraits with me. I am not talking about nude photos of an erotic nature, I am talking about thoughtful, elegant, and inspirational photos. Within the first 30 days of launching my Twitter account, my tweets received over 1 million impressions.

After contemplating the reactions to my posts, I came to the realization that I have something of value to offer. The top comment I receive is that I exude a “natural confidence” when I am nude. I found this interesting. I reflected, asking myself why I am so comfortable being naked. I don’t have a concrete answer, but I definitely feel comfortable when I am naked.

As I further explored this topic, I decided that it makes sense to offer “Body Freedom Sessions” to men, women, and couples. The response has been overwhelmingly positive. So I have been digging deeper to see what a Body Freedom session looks like. Years ago I worked with a client in his late 60’s who had never been naked in front of a single human being. He had been married for most of his adult life, but his conservative upbringing made it uncomfortable for him to be nude in front of his own wife.

He decided that he wanted to change this aspect of himself, so he reached out to me. He asked me if I would be willing to simply sit with him and talk comfortably with him while he undressed. That is exactly what I did. I made some tea and talked with him while he nervously fumbled with the buttons on his shirt. I continued talking while he finished undressing. He was worried he would become aroused. I told him not to judge himself, just open to the experience and try to embrace his body.

It was an absolutely beautiful experience. During his session, I chose to stay fully clothed. It was not something I had ever done before and I didn’t see how my own nakedness would enhance his experience. After a few sessions, he managed to do the same thing with his wife. They ended up both slowly taking off their clothes until they stood in front of each other. Man and wife. Standing naked with the lights on for the first time in their lives. They cried and held each other, then made sweet love. With the lights on…

I am working on creating a full Body Freedom Session description. In the meantime, as this process continues to unfold, if you think a session with me would be beneficial for you, please reach out through my contact page.

I hope you are having a beautiful day!

From my heart to yours,


Get naked with Joy

Hey Lovelies,

As you are likely aware, beyond my work with photographers, I enjoy taking self portraits. The process is simple; I decide to take a photo, set up my iPhone press shoot and the delay activates. I never know exactly when the camera is going to go off which is how I manage to capture candid style images.

It doesn’t always work of course. There are times when I am feeling self conscious or I am experiencing body image issues. During those times I find I tend to pose more so the quality of the photo honestly kinda stinks. As a Photographer, I love capturing authentic moments rather than posed moments.

Yesterday the sun was shining through the windows of my air bnb unit and it felt amazing. I started by taking a self portrait of an everyday moment; me drinking my morning cuppa java. Next I was just standing in front of the window, coffee in hand and finally I took one of me dressed for my day.

What I found interesting is how comfortable I look and feel when I am naked. Of course, I have to be in the right place with the right people, but in general, I am more comfortable naked than I am textile (clothed). Since I started this journey a lot of people have said that they would love to Get Naked with me…

So I am starting to offer what I refer to as “Body Freedom Sessions”. If you ever want to let go of your inhibitions and get naked with me (on an emotional and physical level with a non-sexual focus) feel free to email me:

I hope you are having a beautiful day!

From my heart to yours,


Sessions with Joy…

Hey lovelies,

This past week has been amazing! although I don’t have a permanent space in Victoria yet, I am currently staying at a live/work space in the heart of downtown Victoria. Yesterday was the first day of my new practice. I had an inspirational phone session first thing in the morning, then facilitated a Get Naked Yoga™ session via Skype, and during my afternoon I had three sacred sexuality coaching sessions.

I am about to head out the door to an evening yoga class then dinner with a friend, so I am going to keep this post short and sweet. I just want to say that I am feeling inspired, passionate, and liberated. I hope you are feeling the same! Have a beautiful evening.

From my heart to yours,


Naked laptop lifestyle

Hey lovelies,

This week I am staying in a sweet condo right in the heart of downtown Victoria. I am currently on building my new website and getting geared up for the launch of my Street Dharma program (focused on bringing programs that nourish the minds, bodies, and spirits of the homeless in my community).

Feeling passionate and truly excited! I hope you are having a blissful Sunday!

From my heart to yours,


I am going on an adventure…

Hey lovelies,

Today I packed up the lovely little willowpond cottage I have been staying at for the past month. I am heading to Victoria with my sister. We are staying at an air bnb right downtown. Hoping to have a fun adventure. Living out of a bed and breakfast may seem like a lot of fun…and it certainly has its moments, but packing your life up every month or so has its challenges.

However, I am grateful for this beautiful life I am living and enjoying the journey as it unfolds before me. I hope you are having a totally blissed out day!

From my heart to yours,


The other side of Joy

Hey lovelies,

A lot of people have been asking me questions about myself. Rather than respond to the same questions over and over again, I thought it might make sense to write a short post answering some of the most common questions.

Childhood: I grew up in a tiny town about an hour North of Toronto. I lived across the road from a beautiful river and close to Lake Simcoe, which meant that I spent a lot of my childhood swimming, sailing, and participating in water sports (including frozen water sports like skating, ski-doing, and ice fishing).

Career: I have never enjoyed working for other people and I find it very difficult to force myself to do things I don’t enjoy. I like being my own boss, so beyond being a Sex Coach, author, and blogger, I consider myself a lifestyle entrepreneur. Over the years I have had multiple streams of income, and I am currently working towards building an online income.

Joy: As for my adult life, I was married from the time I was 19 and I became a mom to my beautiful daughter, Eden, a week after my 21st birthday. I have four kids (2 girls and 2 boys) who are now 13, 17, 19, and 21. They are amazing, dynamic, creative, artistic, and absolutely awe-inspiring human beings.

Gypsy: As for where I call home, I am a gypsy soul; I have lived in Ontario, British Columbia, Washington, Arizona, and Iowa. After separating from my husband in September of 2017, I took a couple months to make a major life decision,  then I moved back to BC. I recently considered moving to Arizona to be near some of my closest friends, but after contemplating everything, I have decided to try and make it work here in BC where my oldest three kids and my sister live. I am hoping to finally put down solid roots.

To date, other than questions related to my relationship status, the top question I am asked is:

“Are you a nudist?”

Nudist: I don’t have a straightforward answer to this question. My mom tells stories of me stripping down as a child. She says it was impossible to keep clothes on me. As I grew up, I found myself regularly participating in situational nudity (skinny dipping, going to nude beaches, hot tubbing, nude sunbathing, etc.). I have never identified as a nudist, though nudism was not something that was comfortable for my husband and I am no longer with him.

Naked: My new found freedom seems to have affected how often I go naked. Does that make me a nudist? To try and answer this question, I took a complex nudism quiz. After taking answering all of the questions, I got a score of 69% nudist. That number made me laugh. Although the focus of this blog is not sexuality or even sensuality, I am a deeply sensuous woman…

Naturist: As I mentioned in a previous post, I like the term, Naturist. So maybe I am a Naturist. But to me, these labels are not necessary. While writing for this blog, I have discovered the deeper meaning of what my intention is. Beyond Rewilding myself through my naked in adventures in nature, I have an intention that I think is vital to the health of our society.

My intention is:

Mission: To desexualize nudity and normalize healthy sexual expression and exploration. So there you have it. As for my background with sexuality, I have explored Tantra, Kundalini Yoga, the Quodoshka path, and a variety of related sacred sexuality teachings. For years I wrote about sexuality and participated in multiple related events. To watch the Youtube intro for my interview as one of the experts who was interviewed for the Ultimate Tantra Summit, please click HERE.

I hope you are having a truly blissful day!

From my heart to yours,


What rewilding means to me…

Hey lovelies,

This past week has been filled with a lot of sudden change, which has been a tad difficult for me. However, I know that the only constant is change and I accept the challenges life throws at me. People deal with difficult times in so many different ways. One of the things I have found helpful is Rewilding.

According to rewild means:

rewild [ree-wahyld
verb (used with object)
“1. to introduce (animals or plants) to their original habitat or to a habitat similar to their natural one: proposals to rewild elephants to the American plains.”
“2. to return (land) to a more natural state: rewilding an unpopulated island for use as an animal preserve.”
For me, Rewilding means:
To reconnect with nature and return one’s spirit to a more natural state.
Yesterday morning I woke up feeling emotionally overwhelmed. Rather than give in to my emotions, I challenged myself to get up and go experience the rugged beauty Salt Spring Island has to offer. A friend of mine who is a hobbyist photographer picked me up and we went out to find a spot to take some photos.
As we were driving, I decided I wanted to be near the water. While looking for a place, we came upon Stowel Lake. I have a long history of swimming at Stowel with my husband Mountain (soon to be my ex-husband) and our four gorgeous kids. As we pulled up, it was as if the lake called to me. I checked the temperature; it was 37 degrees Fahrenheit, which is approximately 2.78 degrees Celcius. A little cold for a swim, but I am a tough cookie.
For me, there is something deeply therapeutic about water. My family home (which my mom still lives in) is located directly across from the Pefferlaw river and quite close to Lake Simcoe. Because of my proximity to water during my childhood, I grew up canoeing, sailing, windsurfing, and swimming. Other than making love with someone I care deeply about, nothing frees my soul like swimming.
I honestly wasn’t sure if I would be brave enough to get in the freezing cold water. I stripped down and immediately felt the cool splash of rain droplets on my skin. It took me a few minutes, but I finally walked knee high into the water. I rapidly turned back; the cold was too much. As I walked away from the water, I felt sadness ripple through my mind, body, and spirit. So I turned back around, took a deep breath and dove in. As the cold water rushed over my body I imagined that I would leave my sadness behind for mother nature to transform.
It was liberating and exhilarating and I felt a renewed sense of joy…
I hope you are having a beautiful day.
From  my heart to yours,

Rewilding with Joy…

Hey lovelies,

I must admit, although I absolutely love being a blogger, it is not without its challenges. Between email, social media and the Get Naked With Joy blog, each week I receive communication (comments, messages, and emails) from hundreds of people who live all over the world. Although some of the communication is unsolicited sexual comments and propositions, I also receive an overwhelming amount of encouragement and support.

Beyond the smaller questions people ask me (what does your tattoo represent, where did you grow up, are you married, etc.) people also ask me more profound questions. Of all the questions I am asked, the most common ones are:

“How did you begin this journey?”

“How can I be as confident as you are?”

“Have you always been comfortable being nude?”

Until recently I wasn’t sure how to answer these questions, but over the past month, I have been contemplating my response. I started this journey during a meeting with a photographer on January 1, 2018. As I previously mentioned, 2017 was one of the most difficult years of my life. When the new year was approaching, I decided to start a blog to honour the new direction my life has taken.

I let go of my old blog, which was a difficult decision because I love blogging and I was very attached to it. Letting go also meant letting almost a decade of my words, photos, and self-expression to be unpublished. It was a difficult decision, but my intuition told me that accepting all of the change I was experiencing meant that I needed a fresh start.

As I often do, I chose to start my new journey with a photo shoot. I contacted a photographer who has worked in the industry for over two decades. We set up a meeting for January 1st at my sister’s house. She suggested that I have the meeting with the photographer in her hot tub. If you live in a more conservative community (similar to the one I recently moved away from) this might seem like a strange place to host a first meeting, but Salt Spring is a very open-minded community. I had no idea what the photographer looked like, what his personality was like, or how old he was. I just knew that I loved his photos and that he had a very positive reputation.

When he arrived I passed him a towel and a glass of water, dropped stepped out of my own towel and stepped into the hot tub with my spritzer. He immediately stripped down and joined me with his camera. We talked for maybe an hour or so while he snapped random photos of me. I even took a few photos of him. It was a comfortable, liberating, and somehow healing experience for both of us. When you meet someone in the nude you have immediately stripped away any external barriers to authentic connection.

At some point, my sister joined us for a bit and then we left the heat of the hot tub and ventured into nature. It was refreshing. He asked me if he should put his clothes on for the shoot; I told him to do what made him feel most comfortable. For the first time in his career as a photographer, he attended a photo shoot fully nude. Both of us have a history of social nudity, so it was not threatening and we both felt at ease. At one point in the shoot, he mentioned that I seemed to be guarded even though he had stepped into a very vulnerable space with me. He was right, I was guarded and shut down on an emotional level. It wasn’t because of the nudity, or because we had just met, it was because I felt truly naked at an incredibly vulnerable time in my life.

The result of this experience was life-altering. I learned more about myself during that photo shoot than I could have by participating in years of talk therapy. New year’s day was the first shoot with this particular photographer (he has asked me to leave his name out of this post). Since then we have ventured into the wilderness with cameras three times. We have developed a deep friendship in a short amount of time. I imagine we will have many more photos shoots and rewilding experiences together. I have yet to see the photos from the 8 rolls of film he took of me, but the following are some of the digital images he captured.

The photo of a man on a tree is one that I took during his rewilding journey. He has given me permission to share it on my blog. The interesting thing is that I told this story to Roque, a friend who is also a photographer. Roque came to Salt Spring recently. He was inspired to go to the same tree with me. Roque had the phrase “get naked with Joy” in his mind and he did just that. Even though Roque had not been skinny dipping or participated in other nude activities, he was inspired and chose to tap into his primal being while naked in nature. You can read about Roque’s adventure in this post: Getting Naked With Joy

I hope you are having a beautiful weekend!

From my heart to yours,


Going topless for gender equality

Hey lovelies,

This morning when I went to check my Facebook page, I received a notice saying I was blocked from posting on Facebook. This has never happened to me before, so I didn’t realize the full extent of what it meant. When I tried to click like on a friend’s post, I received another notice saying I could not post:

Yesterday’s blog post focused on the need for men to hold space for the expression of the divine feminine. Though unplanned, today’s post is related; it is focused on the need for gender equality.  In my opinion, blocking this photo and labeling it ‘inappropriate’ is a violation of my rights:

Get Naked With Joy

After getting blocked for posting this photo, I took a closer look. I had not previously noticed that my left nipple is technically visible. For those of you who do not know me personally, you may not be aware of the fact that I have four kids. I breastfed each of my children which means I breastfed for a total of 7 years. The breasts in this photo, my breasts, are not sexual, obscene, or inappropriate. They are life sustaining.

Here are the uncensored versions of the same photo:

I find it absurd that in 2018 it is still considered acceptable to block a woman from posting a photo of herself that a man is fully allowed to post. Twitter is the only social media platform I am aware of that allows men and women to post uncensored shirtless photos. This issue is not new to me. In 1998 I rented an apartment from Gwen Jacob and she shared her enlightened perspective with me. I am honestly shocked that twenty years later this is still an issue:

Gwen Jacob
Gwen Jacob Photo Credit Wikipedia

“In 1991, toplessness as an indecent act was challenged in Guelph, Ontario, by Gwen Jacob, who removed her shirt and was charged with indecency. Part of her defense was the double standards between men and women. Although she was convicted, this was overturned by the Court of Appeal. This case determined that being topless is not indecent within the meaning of the Criminal Code.

However, it did not establish any constitutional right of equality. This case subsequently led to the acquittal of women in British Columbia and Saskatchewan who faced similar charges. Topfreedom in Canada has largely been an attempt to combat the interpretation of indecency laws that considered a woman’s breasts to be indecent, and therefore their exhibition in public an offense.” – Wikipedia

The image below illustrates the gender biased posting rules of Facebook Instagram and other social media sites:

Gender Equality
Photo Credit: societysaysnotok – Belle

I would love to hear your thoughts on this matter…

I hope you are having a beautiful day!

From my heart to yours,


To see my Twitter thread about this topic, please click HERE


The Divine Masculine

Hey lovelies,

A few months ago I was out at an eclectic brewhouse in Fairfield, Iowa dancing. I was beginning to overcome the grief I felt around the loss of my marriage and I was finally starting to feel a renewed sense of freedom. At some point in the evening, I struck up a conversation with a local man, Jake, and he joined my table. We ended up becoming fast friends and hung out quite a few times before I moved back to the West Coast of Canada.

Because I was in a vulnerable space, I was curious if my inner vulnerability was obvious to people who were meeting me for the first time. So I asked Jake if he felt comfortable sharing his first impression of me. His response left me totally speechless. His words struck a chord with me and for some reason, hearing what Jake expressed was the catalyst for me developing an even deeper connection to my divine feminine energy. I felt as if Jake actually “saw me” and it was a powerful experience for me.

Even though we now live thousands of miles apart, we have continued to develop our friendship over the past few months. He has provided emotional support, been an attentive listener and he has also encouraged me to continue down the path of discovering Joy. Since I launched this blog and started sharing my path on social media sites, Jake has silently observed the way some men have responded to my words and my images. During one of our recent conversations, he asked me if he could write a blog style response. I agreed. This is what Jake wrote:

“Joy has shown you her naked physical form…. It’s the physical manifestation of her vulnerability, her power, her perseverance to be who She is beyond all definition, except…

Her own.

She moves you to feel and, it’s really fucking familiar. It is the presence that all Men desire; The Divine Feminine. Most of us, (I’ll raise my hand in solidarity with my fellow Men who inappropriately express our base instinct to fuck), find the naked female form so alluring, inviting, and downright erection inspiring, that the old joke of:

“Only enough blood to run one head at a time”

Will prevail at times…

A little more about the Divine Feminine…When were you last in the presence of a woman and, while you were with her, you felt inspired to be the most vibrant, confident and brilliant version of yourself? You, at that moment, were absorbing the Divine Feminine into your being from whatever form it was you were interacting with. It doesn’t matter who she was, what matters is that you were open to receiving it at that time. Just like you are now while looking at the expression of the Divine Feminine in Its terrifying power.

She scares you. Her vulnerability is terrifying because the surrender she represents is so alien outside of the immature male need to penetrate and permeate that he will do anything to possess the vulnerability of its expression. Why can I say this? I can say this because I have recognized this within myself when I see something outside of myself that I desire to possess, be it a quality, behavior or a piece of character I wish. I will also judge that person for having that ability until I am willing to own that piece of myself.

Men are stupid. I am a Stupid Man. Tell her what her presence evokes in you. This isn’t about the physical somato-emotional response; it’s about the 5 seconds after your erection goes down that is the most honest…Tell her what the sight of her evokes in your being. After viewing her picture, there is a phrase or saying that will come to mind that you feel when operating from service to her continued expression.

It is a responsibility that we, as Men continue to provide a safe space for this expression. She has invited you into her exploration of her Divine self.

Show some Fucking respect.” – Jake

Thank you so much, Jake, for sharing the Divine Masculine perspective.

From my heart to yours,

JoyDivine Masculine


What does it mean to be naked?

Hey lovelies,

I had an interesting discussion with a retired sociology major on Facebook messenger this morning. Our conversation began with my standard message response “Sorry, I don’t chat.” He asked me why I have 1,695 Facebook friends but don’t chat with them or get to know them. I began telling to him that I am inundated with spam, demeaning comments, and pornographic images and videos (I have always boycotted porn) so I am very hesitant when it comes to communicating with random people online.

Our conversation was interesting and brings me to this blog post. During our discussion, he politely asked me if it was possible that the phrase “Get Naked With Joy” gives men the wrong idea. Before I answer that question here in this post, let’s look at the meaning of the word naked:


With this in mind, when I say, “Get naked with Joy” I am here baring my body and my soul to the world in an authentic and non-sexual manner. The overwhelmingly positive emails, messages, and comments of support I have received recently continue to inspire me and fortunately for me, they outweigh the undesirable ones.

You do not have to “get naked” with me to read my blog. You do not even have to agree with social nudity, naturism, or the benefits of earthing. I am not here to make a political statement or change your point of view. At the same time, I will not allow the small percentage of the world that thinks nudity = sexual to taint my journey. Being naked is natural and liberating for me but that is just my two cents.

I hope you are having a truly beautiful day!

From my heart to yours,


Photo: I am sharing this live photo today because it was captured by my photographer as I was climbing down from the Gary Oak tree we had been shooting on. It is a candid moment that to me, speaks to the pure bliss I feel while I am naked in nature. To see the GIF in motion please head to my Twitter account.



Hey lovelies,

Today someone commented on one of my photos and simply said, “Why?”. I could only assume that they were asking me why I am on this journey. Why am I outside during the middle of a coastal winter naked? The deeper answer to this question will come over time. But the short answer is simple.

I am on this journey to Rewild myself. I was married at the age of 20 to a man much older than myself. We had been in a relationship since I turned 19. My first marriage was savage. It ended on a brutal note and I rapidly fell in love with Mountain, the man I thought I would spend the rest of my life with.

Last year Mountain and I made some choices that forever changed our relationship and our marriage ended. We are working on re-building our friendship. We are re-shaping our lives individually while trying to co-parent. He is still in the Midwest. I am on the West Coast of Canada. We are no longer lovers. I literally lost the other half of myself.

Which brings me to this very moment. I was talking to my sister about the Gary Oak tree that I have been photographed in front of recently. It was once two trees intertwined, but something happened (I wish I knew what) and now those trees are laying beside each other. Their roots lay side by side yet they are no longer connected. It is interesting that I feel so drawn to this particular tree at this time in my life.

It is healing for me. There is something primal about stripping down to nothing but my bare skin and connecting with nature that feeds my soul on an incredibly deep level. The fact that I feel like I have lost half of myself speaks to my need to:

  • Re-wild.
  • Reconnect.
  • Re-nurture.
  • Re-nature.
  • Receive.

So here I am. Raw, open, and vulnerable. But I am also strong, vibrant, and slowly but surely, my wild spirit is returning.

I hope you are having a beautiful Sunday!

From my heart to yours,


The first picture of me is in Fairfield, Iowa and the second one is here in BC in front of the tree I was speaking of.

Naturist Laptop Lifestyle

Hey lovelies,

I drifted into dreamland much earlier than normal last night. I slept beautifully and my sleep was filled with mystical dreams. The images from my dreams stayed in my mind this morning when I awoke. My house was quiet except for the sound of my neighbour’s rooster crowing in the background.

I got up, turned my kettle on then went to my favourite spot in my home to check my emails. As I was sitting responding to messages and comments, I received an email that stood out. One of my blog readers mentioned that their favourite photo of me so far is the one where I am sitting at my kitchen table working in just a sweater.

I found this perception very interesting. My sister Grace and I were talking about this yesterday. I sometimes forget that my lifestyle is not mainstream. I work from home, often times sitting fully nude, other times partially dressed and many times outside in nature. The weather here is much colder than you may imagine, but I still challenge myself to push my own boundaries and get outside naked even when the temperature is near freezing.

Today, however, I was cozied up in my chair gazing out at my beautiful view working until I arrived at my sister’s home to work on some collaborative projects. When I came to Grace’s house for a bit of work then some tub time, we set the intention for our day by starting with a smudge.

Now it is time for our “hot tub meeting”. I hope you are enjoying this beautiful day. Happy Friyay!

From my heart to yours,


Rainbow In The Sky

Hey lovelies,

As you know I launched this blog on January 1st this year. For me, it was the beginning of a new phase in life not just a new year. There was so much change in 2017 that my life does not even resemble the life I was living last year. I am just now feeling like I am truly finding my bearings. Each day I wake feeling hopeful and blessed. The support I have received is honestly so humbling for me.

As for today, it is a quiet overcast day. It rained briefly this morning. Sometimes the rain feels refreshing, but today the gentle sound of water droplets falling brought me into an almost meditative state. As I was sitting contemplating life, nudity, and being truly naked, my sister Grace arrived to pick me up. Today, rather than working at my place we decided to work at her place for a bit and then soak in her hot tub. On the way there I managed to capture a photo of a rainbow.

I hope you are having a beautiful evening.

From my heart to yours,


Rainbow in the Sky

Get Naked With Joy


Getting Naked With Joy

Hey lovelies,

A new friend of mine, Roque, went on an adventure with me the other day. We both enjoy poetry, nature, and we also share a deep love of outdoor exploration. Roque decided he wanted to come check out Salt Spring so he hopped on the 9 a.m. ferry and headed over to the eclectic and stunningly beautiful island where I currently live. Roque got to my home just before my sister, Grace, arrived for our two-hour “work” day. We chatted for a bit, then, once my sister arrived, he went on a solo outing to see if he could find some cool things to photograph.

Roque is passionate about photography, as am I, so he brought a variety of vintage cameras, including some Polaroid cameras with him. It was a fascinating experience having him excitedly share his passion for film, cameras, and specifically vintage camera equipment. After discussing photography for a bit, we decided to drive around and find a place to shoot.

We ventured out to Burgoyne Bay. I had just completed a photo shoot with another photographer there a couple days earlier and realized that there were a few shots we forgot to do. In my mind, it seemed perfectly natural to drive out there with this newly discovered photographer and friend.

Even more than just being nude, I love being naked in nature. When I say “nude”, I mean wearing no clothing. When I say “naked”, there is a deeper meaning for me. Being naked is an emotional and spiritual experience for me, but somehow, when I stepped out into the same field I had been photographed naked in just a couple days earlier, I knew it was not the right day for me to have a photo shoot. As if Roque’s thoughts were in sync with mine, he climbed up the tree and began connecting with his surroundings.

What I witnessed was beautiful, but it is not my story to tell. When I asked Roque if he could write something about his experience for this blog, this is what he shared:

Getting naked with Joy or getting naked in nature feels like you are experiencing the breeze, trees, grass, and sky for the first time. Like My primordial being was home. This experience reminded me that I must be true to myself, accept myself, and love me.

I have been thinking a lot about Neruda poetry. So here is one really fitting

By Pablo Neruda:

“Naked you are simple as one of your hands;
Smooth, earthy, small, transparent, round.
You’ve moon-lines, apple pathways
Naked you are slender as a naked grain of wheat.

Naked you are blue as a night in Cuba;
You’ve vines and stars in your hair.
Naked you are spacious and yellow
As summer in a golden church.

Naked you are tiny as one of your nails;
Curved, subtle, rosy, till the day is born
And you withdraw to the underground world.

As if down a long tunnel of clothing and of chores;
Your clear light dims, gets dressed, drops its leaves,
And becomes a naked hand again.”

Thank you Roque for sharing this experience with me and granting me permission to share our collective experience in this post.

The featured image was taken by another photographer on Sunday.

I hope you are having a truly blissful day!

From my heart to yours,





Earthing With Joy

Hey lovelies,

Over the past two weeks since the new year began, I captured thousands of moments through both film and digital images. Some of the moments are captured by me (self portraits). Others are captured by my daughter who is an aspiring photographer, or my sister, Grace, who has always shared my passion for photography. In addition, I have been working with a specific photographer on multiple shoots in a variety of settings to capture my rewilding journey.

One of the aspects of rewilding that is more difficult to capture in a photo is the process of “earthing”.

According to Dr. Mercola:

“There is an emerging science documenting how conductive contact with the Earth, which is also known as Earthing or grounding, is highly beneficial to your health. Earthing appears to minimise the consequences of exposure to potentially disruptive fields like “electromagnetic pollution” or “dirty electricity.”

I have not been involved in any medical or scientific studies about earthing but I will tell you from my own personal perspective what earthing or grounding does for me. When I walk barefoot on the earth, I feel at peace. A sense of inner calm washes over my mind, my body, and my spirit. If I continue to walk on the earth once I access this state of flow I begin to tap into a deeply sensuous state of being and heightened awareness.

The following photos are portraits of my feet connecting with the earth. When I am barefoot indoors (like in the yoga photo or the one of me receiving a tarot card reading), I imagine roots emerging from my feet into the core of the earth. With the ground beneath my feet, the wind at my back, and the sun kissing my skin, I am one with Mother Earth. I hope your day is bliss.

From my heart to yours,


Sunday Yoga

Hey lovelies,

I hope you are having a truly blissful Sunday. I woke this morning cuddled up in bed tucked away from the world.

I then shifted to watching the mist roll across the willow pond outside my bedroom. Nurtured my body with a protein packed smoothie.

Then I was blessed to have a new friend pick me up and take me to the Salt Spring Yoga Center for a restorative Hatha yoga class. Life is pure bliss.

I am also excited to share that my friend is also my photographer. We are about to head to Burgoyne Bay another naturist photo shoot!

Please let me know what you are doing to pamper and honour yourself on this beautiful Sunday!

From my heart to yours,


Connection and Photos

Hey lovelies,

Yesterday was an interesting experience for me. On New Year’s day I had an incredibly unique photographic experience with a photographer I met for the first time. Since then, he and I have developed a connection on both personal and professional levels. We both love photography, but more importantly, what we love about photographing people is capturing the essence of that person’s inner being during a candid moment.

Yesterday, what made my day so interesting is that I hosted a photo shoot at my home. This beautiful young model, Skye, spent a couple hours on a ferry and arrived on the eclectic island of Salt Spring for her shoot with my friend. The main intention of Skye’s photo shoot was to capture a beautiful head shot to add to her modelling portfolio. The intention of my participation in her shoot was to use a few of my breakthrough techniques to help Skye expand her natural confidence and embrace her beauty on a more profound level.

Skye was lovely to work with. She is a gorgeous woman both inside and out. She has a background in dance, which helps her tap into her inner strength and hold space for herself during a photo shoot. After connecting through the power of energy, reflexology, and guided meditation, something divine unfolded. It can be challenging for a model to share their inner beauty, their inner strength, and also share their inner vulnerability during a photo shoot. But Skye was able to do this and more. I literally saw Skye step into herself and open on a deeper level. It is an honour to witness Skye blossoming into herself as she walks down her path as a model, social media influencer, and dancer. After her shoot was complete, Skye gifted each of us a reading from her Medicine Cards. The process was illuminating, Skye is a woman of many talents.

I mentioned Skye’s photo shoot to a friend. Naturally, he immediately thought Skye was naked during her photo shoot. So, in case it crossed your mind, Skye was fully clothed at all times. during her shoot This brings me to an important point.

People can get “naked” with me without being nude…

The photos in this post were taken by me on my iPhone 7 Plus (except the ones of Skye and I together).

To support Skye on her path, please follow her on Instagram: @skyekinsella_

From my heart to yours,


Sisters: Grace and Joy

Hey lovelies,

A lot of people have been asking both Grace and I about our connection. Some people have even been bold enough to ask if we are “real sisters”. The answer I will give is this. If, by “real sisters” people are asking if my sister, Grace and I are biological sisters with a blood connection, the answer is yes, we are blood sisters; we have the same biological father.

The deeper answer I will give about my sister Grace and I is that, even if we did not have a blood connection, we would be sisters in our hearts. Our connection is comparable to that of non-romantic soul mates. We were born to different mothers, but oddly enough, both of our biological mother’s names are Barbara.

Grace and I both grew up in Ontario, but not in the same home or even in the same town. When Grace was born, her parents (our father Michael and her mother, Barbara) were very young. After facing some family pressure, they ended up giving Grace up for adoption. Just before I was born, my parents (my mother, Barbara and our father, Michael) separated.

My mother continued living at home until her family decided that having an unwed mother living with them was shaming their family. They gave my mother very little notice and told her to leave. She ended up staying with a man who would later adopt me and raise me. My mother and my adopted father chose not to tell me about my adoption. At the age of 11, I found some documents that made me realise that I had a whole different family that I had been kept from.

I will not tell the deeper aspects of my sister’s story, that is her story to share. Grace and I met for the first time when I was 11 years old. We then met again once when I was 16 years old. The depth of our connection truly began in 2000. Grace wrote me a letter and sent me some pictures of her life.

Grace continued to reach out to me and I responded in kind. In 2003, I was pregnant with my fourth child and I ended up renting a farm house near Grace’s home. She drove by my house everyday on her way home from work, so she began stopping in for supper.

I was honoured to have Grace at the birth of my youngest daughter. It was a deeply touching and connecting experience for both of us. In 2004, I moved to British Columbia, Canada. It was Grace’s idea. She thought my heart and soul would fit in better on the West Coast; she was right. She joined me on the West Coast of Canada and since then, we have continued to build our lives both separately and together.

In 2013, I moved with my husband and our children to the Midwest. I only saw Grace and her family once in the whole time I was gone. It was difficult on both of us to live so far apart but in November of 2017, I left my husband and moved back to the eclectic island of Salt Spring. I not only have Grace in my life again, I am now blessed to have her working with me on this blog and my business ventures.

It is an exciting time for us and we are truly blessed to be able to share our journey with you! The photo below is one of us with our father, Michael. It was taken on Christmas day in 2003. I was 6.5 months pregnant with my youngest daughter.

From our hearts to yours,

Joy and Grace


Hey lovelies,

This morning I woke up feeling a deep sense of excitement. I was blessed with a couple of beautiful emails from people who read this blog and feel inspired to create change in their own lives. Knowing that sharing my journey inspires others reinforces that I am on the right path.

From the plethora of lewd, rude, and crude comments I get on social media, it is clear that not everyone truly gets the intention of my blog and my photos. Sometimes I’m not even sure I fully grasp why I am the way I am or why I do what I do and share the way I do.

I suppose this journey began with my own path to sensual transformation. I began my childhood as a victim. I continued to be a victim throughout my teens and even into my very early twenties.

At some point, I decided to reclaim my sexuality. I dove in to me on many levels, but I was still playing the role I thought I should. I was a selfless and devoted daughter, mother, and wife. That path was filled with beauty, but last year I came to a shocking realisation. I had what I call an “eat, pray, love moment“. In fact, I actually read a quote by Elizabeth Gilbert, the author of Eat, Pray, Love that inspired me to create change in my life:

Moreover, I have boundary issues with men. Or maybe that’s not fair to say. To have issues with boundaries, one must have boundaries in the first place, right? But I disappear into the person I love.

I am the permeable membrane. If I love you, you can have everything. You can have my time, my devotion, my ass, my money, my family, my dog, my dog’s money, my
dog’s time—everything…

I will give you the sun and the rain, and if they are not available, I will give you a sun check and a rain check. I will give you all this and more, until I get so exhausted and depleted that the only way I can recover my energy is by becoming infatuated with someone else.

In essence, Elizabeth is talking about unconditionally loving her man. I am a firm believer in unconditional love. For me, during the beautiful years I spent married to my husband, I loved fiercely and unconditionally. I was committed, loyal, and I as truly ALL IN.

Then something happened and everything changed in the blink of an eye. So here I am; it is 2018 and I am a single woman for the first time in over two decades. I am discovering aspects of my being that I had no idea existed. I feel a sense of freedom I have never felt before and it is truly exciting.

I hope you are having a beautiful day…

From my heart to yours,