I have been a away from Covenspace for a while and may continue to lurk on and off for many personal storms in my life now. I just felt such a need to post this with the disclaimer that A.) I am not a pervert in any sense of the word. B.) I am not an exhibitionist either. C.) I have lived a repressed, sheltered, suburbia life for all my years.

     A few days ago I went to Lilly Dale which is a beautiful Spiritualist place for mediums, a compound of sorts, It is a bit new agey but still very nice. That experience really cleared the air of my life, helping me reconnect to the deeper parts of my spirituality, sort of like a tune up or a good pipe cleaning. Yesterday I smudged the house and almost instantly my allergies went wayyyy down.  This morning I went out complete stark naked in the backyard. This is no small feat, since there are neighbors on all sides. (laughter) It was not exactly what I expected, sort like the first time you do anything (winks and more laughter)

First it was incredibly, incredibly liberating, just amazing to feel the innocence of what it means to be human. The feel of the grass, the cool and very windy feel of the air which was a bit chilly at times, but even that wrapping myself in nothing but the blanket I brought to lay upon was WoW, so primal.  The feeling of all my pieces and parts exposed and touching the earth, the wind, places where few such things other than shower water ever touch it. The sensual aspect consisted of only a brief erection and then gone like the wind. That was not m focus today. I gloried in laying on the blanket and looking up at the tree from below, hugging the bare bark rough against my skin. Later as I got a bit more courage I walked bare around the yard. The soft, wet feel of the earth under my feet, with mushy mud beneath my toes. Having nothing but just pure senses about me. Even the sounds of the rustling of the wind through the leaves and grass, the early morning birds chirping was so amplified and beautiful. When I sat down on the rough grass feeling and being eye level to it all. There was no real desire to meditate, perhaps in future times there will be. It was just to feel a thousand different sensations all at once. Though I have done sooo many of these things clothed, it really did give a whole new feel to it. It was all soooo amazing and beautiful, one I will treasure and repeat.

I don't mean to glorify this at all, in the sense of our ancestors did live incredibly hard and tough lives beyond a doubt, but is it was so nice to feel the freedom to notice the difference in the mentalities of general society. I could imagine if I told this to anyone on the street 9.5 out of 10 people would either chastise me or give me a mega eye roll and call me a tree hugger. 1 out of 10 would have probably secretly wished to have done something like that, but been too afraid to speak up and gone with the 9.5 crowd.

In the end it is further process along my path. It is a loosening of inhibitions and a reconnecting to my youth, my primal past and an increasing bond with my base nature, my gods and nature.