Drop into a space of sacred silence and allow your mind to relax as you connect with your inner and outer nakedness.
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 Dictionary.com rewild means:
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 Letting go also meant letting almost a decade of my words, photos, and self-expression to be unpublished.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,
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.
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,
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,
If you have been following my social media accounts or reading this blog (which I launched on New Year’s Day in 2018) you have likely seen a variety of nude or partially nude photos of me. It is not my intention to influence others through my photos or my words, I simply enjoy sharing my “Get Naked With Joy” adventures. From what I understand, different groups of people use different terms to describe naturism and related activities.
According to Wikipedia:
“Naturism, or nudism, is a cultural and political movement practising, advocating, and defending personal and social nudity, most but not all of which takes place on private property. The term may also refer to a lifestyle based on personal, family, or social nudism. Naturism may take a number of forms. It may be practiced individually, within a family, socially, or in public.”
Some people are very particular about the term used to describe their lifestyle. There are a variety of terms used to describe personal, situational and social nudity. For me, the term does not matter. Because I love being outdoors, the word naturism resonates with me, but nudism is also a term I embrace.
I grew up with a dad who was a social and situational nudist, so I have always felt comfortable being naked. At the same time, I have avoided sharing naked photos of myself publicly until this year. I suppose I was afraid of the reactions of friends, family and strangers.
On a personal level, my life changed dramatically in 2017. One of the aspects of me that shifted throughout the process I went through is that I somehow evolved into a woman who refuses to allow the conservative, limiting, or shameful thoughts of others to shape my life.
So here I am baring my soul and my body to you.
From my heart to yours,
For those of you who read my blog, Tantrachick, I am truly excited to share my new adventures with you! Today, my brother-in-law, drove to Mount Maxwell to take photos of my beautiful sister, Grace, with the gorgeous backdrop of Mount Maxwell.
While they were on their adventure, I explored the wilderness of the Salt Spring Conservancy with a local photographer to have my own rewilding adventure! It has been an absolutely stunning day! I hope you have had an equally beautiful day!
From my heart to yours,
Taken at: Madrona Woods, which is a Mongolian yurt tucked away on my sister Grace’s property here on beautiful Salt Spring Island, BC…
On November 8th, 2017 I arrived on the beautiful island of Salt Spring in British Columbia, Canada. I am starting an entirely new chapter of my life, which is why I finally shut down my blog, Tantrachick, which has received over 3 million views since I started it in 2009.
I am going on a naked adventure and I am excited to share the adventure with you!
From my heart to yours,