Journey of the Heart

As the new year begins I contemplate the way clothing has always been one of my greatest hiding places... Recently that's all changed though, as the last vestige of my old ways has been gratefully shed and I stride around naked in my own home. No escaping the reflection as I pass by the various mirrors in the house. No need anymore. Left behind are all those years of self-criticism, of seeing only the fat, the wrinkles, the sags. Yes, I’ve slimed down, I’ve trimmed up but it’s not only that. I’ve learned to honour this vessel that I inhabit: to finally look to its needs and desires. I’ve started to look after my physical self and not just my soul self, for the two are connected.  Exposed…* by  Maureen Lancaster No longer able to hide, I find myself fully Exposed… E very day I see the real me X ray vision no longer needed P urposefully I gaze O ver every inch of me S atisfied, hard-earned E xcited with what I see D etermined never again to hid...

So much is written about embracing our bodies and our sensuality… Yet there is no denying the fact that too many of us succumb to the perceived negative reflection staring back at us in the mirror each day; that we succumb to the pressures of society and its view of what is right and what is wrong, what is beauty and what is not. Inspired by yet another piece of writing about one’s unhappiness with their not-so-perfect body—paired with revelations brought about by embracing the freedom found within clothing-optional resorts—I wanted to share my awakening with women still struggling with accepting their desirability and sense of self. Walking A Fine Line… by Maureen Lancaster Walking a fine line for a better cause because sometimes sharing what you’ve learned is worth risking yourself… can you take a conservatively-raised woman and submerse her into a culture of clothing-free freedom and see her begin to embrace her body and her sensuality fo...