A Naturist's Bucket List

Recently I read a short article asking what would be on “your” naturist bucket list. Now for those not in the know, a bucket list is a wish list of things one wants to do before one dies, before one kicks the bucket. I saw the movie called The Bucket List in 2007 and at that point, added the expression to my vocabulary. Now that I am retired, I am looking ahead to more adventures with my life partner, and perhaps for some of these adventures, it will be necessary to do it alone.

For example, my wife wants to go skydiving at some point and go white water rafting. Well, these bucket list items will have to be spit into a solo bucket list item, the skydiving, and one that we can do together, white water rafting. Together we are planning fall (September and October) and winter (January, February and March) travel adventures. There is so much of the world we want to see. However, we both know that life is unpredictable and that we don’t know how many years lie ahead of us. So, as a result, we are building our travel adventures one a priority basis. And should we live healthy long enough, we might even fit in all of these travels before deciding to sit back and be satisfied with the view from our back deck for our final years.

But what about a naturist bucket list? Well, there are some things and some places that come to mind. I want to begin with places. Montalivet and La Jenny, France are the first two that come to mind, and in that order. Yes, I want to try golfing au naturel as one of my bucket list items. As I think on other places, a beach on one of the Greek Islands and a beach in Croatia come to mind. A final destination, perhaps a naturist beach in Brazil. Sticking closer to home, I would like to visit at least one naturist site in each Canadian province. Anything more than these would be a bonus. Perhaps more places would be added should life treat me kindly.

What about things to do while clothing free? Well, it seems I have done most of these bucket list desires already. I have already spent time on beaches while nude – Canadian lakes and rivers, the Mediterranean Sea, the Caribbean Sea, the Indian Sea, the South China Sea and the Pacific Ocean are places that quickly come to mind. I have been able to swim naked in these places as well. I also got to swim nude in a hotel swimming pool when I was twenty-one with a group of similarly aged co-corkers. I sleep naked. I have done many things naked within our home. I have visited at the home of a naturist for an afternoon of visiting and BBQing while all were clothesless. I have spent time at a naturist campground with others. And, I have spent time in the prairie hills enjoying short hikes and the immense silence under the prairie sun. There are other things which I have been able to experience naturally over the years which I can’t think of at this moment. So, what else is there that I want to do while nude?

Golfing is one thing that comes to mind, but as I said above, that is an event that is part of the La jenny experience near Bordeaux, France. I would like to canoe/kayak nude at some point on one of our northern lakes; and fish nude while there. I was just going to add making a snow angel, but then remembered a winter in Nelson, B.C. when I was attending university – while visiting a prof’s home on the mountain, a sauna experience and then a romp in the snow was an experience lived. I want to write a book of naturist poetry while nude and have it published and then read by others.

What is on your bucket list, your naturist bucket list?

A Naturist's Bucket List

Bucket list - bucket

Bucket list – bucket

Recently I read a short article asking what would be on “your” naturist bucket list. Now for those not in the know, a bucket list is a wish list of things one wants to do before one dies, before one kicks the bucket. I saw the movie called The Bucket List in 2007 and at that point, added the expression to my vocabulary. Now that I am retired, I am looking ahead to more adventures with my life partner, and perhaps for some of these adventures, it will be necessary to do it alone.

For example, my wife wants to go skydiving at some point and go white water rafting. Well, these bucket list items will have to be spit into a solo bucket list item, the skydiving, and one that we can do together, white water rafting. Together we are planning fall (September and October) and winter (January, February and March) travel adventures. There is so much of the world we want to see. However, we both know that life is unpredictable and that we don’t know how many years lie ahead of us. So, as a result, we are building our travel adventures one a priority basis. And should we live healthy long enough, we might even fit in all of these travels before deciding to sit back and be satisfied with the view from our back deck for our final years.

But what about a naturist bucket list? Well, there are some things and some places that come to mind. I want to begin with places. Montalivet and La Jenny, France are the first two that come to mind, and in that order. Yes, I want to try golfing au naturel as one of my bucket list items. As I think on other places, a beach on one of the Greek Islands and a beach in Croatia come to mind. A final destination, perhaps a naturist beach in Brazil. Sticking closer to home, I would like to visit at least one naturist site in each Canadian province. Anything more than these would be a bonus. Perhaps more places would be added should life treat me kindly.

What about things to do while clothing free? Well, it seems I have done most of these bucket list desires already. I have already spent time on beaches while nude – Canadian lakes and rivers, the Mediterranean Sea, the Caribbean Sea, the Indian Sea, the South China Sea and the Pacific Ocean are places that quickly come to mind. I have been able to swim naked in these places as well. I also got to swim nude in a hotel swimming pool when I was twenty-one with a group of similarly aged co-corkers. I sleep naked. I have done many things naked within our home. I have visited at the home of a naturist for an afternoon of visiting and BBQing while all were clothesless. I have spent time at a naturist campground with others. And, I have spent time in the prairie hills enjoying short hikes and the immense silence under the prairie sun. There are other things which I have been able to experience naturally over the years which I can’t think of at this moment. So, what else is there that I want to do while nude?

Golfing is one thing that comes to mind, but as I said above, that is an event that is part of the La jenny experience near Bordeaux, France. I would like to canoe/kayak nude at some point on one of our northern lakes; and fish nude while there. I was just going to add making a snow angel, but then remembered a winter in Nelson, B.C. when I was attending university – while visiting a prof’s home on the mountain, a sauna experience and then a romp in the snow was an experience lived. I want to write a book of naturist poetry while nude and have it published and then read by others.

What is on your bucket list, your naturist bucket list?

A Naturist’s Bucket List

Bucket list - bucket

Bucket list – bucket

Recently I read a short article asking what would be on “your” naturist bucket list. Now for those not in the know, a bucket list is a wish list of things one wants to do before one dies, before one kicks the bucket. I saw the movie called The Bucket List in 2007 and at that point, added the expression to my vocabulary. Now that I am retired, I am looking ahead to more adventures with my life partner, and perhaps for some of these adventures, it will be necessary to do it alone.

For example, my wife wants to go skydiving at some point and go white water rafting. Well, these bucket list items will have to be spit into a solo bucket list item, the skydiving, and one that we can do together, white water rafting. Together we are planning fall (September and October) and winter (January, February and March) travel adventures. There is so much of the world we want to see. However, we both know that life is unpredictable and that we don’t know how many years lie ahead of us. So, as a result, we are building our travel adventures one a priority basis. And should we live healthy long enough, we might even fit in all of these travels before deciding to sit back and be satisfied with the view from our back deck for our final years.

But what about a naturist bucket list? Well, there are some things and some places that come to mind. I want to begin with places. Montalivet and La Jenny, France are the first two that come to mind, and in that order. Yes, I want to try golfing au naturel as one of my bucket list items. As I think on other places, a beach on one of the Greek Islands and a beach in Croatia come to mind. A final destination, perhaps a naturist beach in Brazil. Sticking closer to home, I would like to visit at least one naturist site in each Canadian province. Anything more than these would be a bonus. Perhaps more places would be added should life treat me kindly.

What about things to do while clothing free? Well, it seems I have done most of these bucket list desires already. I have already spent time on beaches while nude – Canadian lakes and rivers, the Mediterranean Sea, the Caribbean Sea, the Indian Sea, the South China Sea and the Pacific Ocean are places that quickly come to mind. I have been able to swim naked in these places as well. I also got to swim nude in a hotel swimming pool when I was twenty-one with a group of similarly aged co-corkers. I sleep naked. I have done many things naked within our home. I have visited at the home of a naturist for an afternoon of visiting and BBQing while all were clothesless. I have spent time at a naturist campground with others. And, I have spent time in the prairie hills enjoying short hikes and the immense silence under the prairie sun. There are other things which I have been able to experience naturally over the years which I can’t think of at this moment. So, what else is there that I want to do while nude?

Golfing is one thing that comes to mind, but as I said above, that is an event that is part of the La jenny experience near Bordeaux, France. I would like to canoe/kayak nude at some point on one of our northern lakes; and fish nude while there. I was just going to add making a snow angel, but then remembered a winter in Nelson, B.C. when I was attending university – while visiting a prof’s home on the mountain, a sauna experience and then a romp in the snow was an experience lived. I want to write a book of naturist poetry while nude and have it published and then read by others.

What is on your bucket list, your naturist bucket list?

Khalil Gibran – Unveils The Naked Beauty of Humanity

Gibran Khalil Gibran

Gibran Khalil Gibran

There is something moving within me that is about poetry. A long, long time ago I was enchanted by a Lebanese poet named Khalil Gibran, author of The Prophet, one of the first books that I bought. His words and vision acted powerfully upon my young spirit aching for beauty in a world that seemed too full of war, discord, fear, sadness and ugliness. In his words I could feel the breath of nature, the kiss of whatever it is that is the human spirit and soul.

“Beauty is life when life unveils her holy face. But you are life and you are the veil. Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror. But you are eternity and you are the mirror.” ~ Khalil Gibran, The Prophet

The Divine: Mary Joseph and Jesus - Khalil Gibran

The Divine: Mary, Joseph and Jesus – Khalil Gibran

Somewhere, tucked away in his words I saw beneath the layer of the world I was growing up in, the world of the Vietnam War, the Cold War, and generational poverty in a dysfunctional family. Beneath the ugliness was holiness. It was all the inspiration I needed to begin searching for something more than what was presented, dressed up in the media and paraded as the “latest holy grail” purchases that was guaranteed to fill in the emptiness.

“And the weaver said, “Speak to us of Clothes.”
And he answered:
Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful.
And though you seek in garments the freedom of privacy you may find in them a harness and a chain.
Would that you could meet the sun and the wind with more of your skin and less of your raiment,
For the breath of life is in the sunlight and the hand of life is in the wind.
Some of you say, “It is the north wind who has woven the clothes to wear.”
But shame was his loom, and the softening of the sinews was his thread.
And when his work was done he laughed in the forest.
Forget not that modesty is for a shield against the eye of the unclean.
And when the unclean shall be no more, what were modesty but a fetter and a fouling of the mind?
And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. ” – Khalil Gibran, The Prophet

Resurrection - Khalil Gibran

Resurrection – Khalil Gibran

These words were written a lifetime before I was born, before father was born. These words speak of the vision I hold within of naturism as a holy and healing way of being. I hear echoes of words spoken in Genesis when nakedness was perfection, the time before sin and shame. It is as though we, as humans have found all kinds of reasons to hide the perfection and beauty and holiness of our human bodies.

    “For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?
And what is to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?
Only when you drink form the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.”  – Khalil Gibran, The Prophet

Road Closed: Naked on the Prairie

Road Closed

The road, or what once had been a road
on the prairie was etched between fields
of canola, wheat and field peas
where the dirt was exposed, the soil
was cracked from the heat of the sun

Walking along the trail with
only the company of grasshoppers
of different sizes and colours
for company, it was easy to
forget being naked, being exposed
to a chance meeting with another
human

The trail rose, curved, fell
and rose again as it approached
a valley where the nearest
habitation was too far for
its inhabitants to spy on
a naked male form etched on the skyline
against the strong rays
of an afternoon prairie sun

Movement in a field
brought a halt to the steps
which had taken on a measured rhythm
the movement, a lone pronghorn buck
that had been resting in a field of lentils
noticing the antelope and being noticed
in return in the silence and sunshine
told both of being seen
the antelope moved closer
turned sideways and then slowly walked away

For an hour walking into the sunshine,
thinking disappeared leaving only the sounds
and sensations of simply being in a time
and place, simply being
a meditative awareness of self and world
without holding on to either and
demanding, needing anything more
and then stopping to see and read
a sign that marked the end of the trail
“Road Closed.”

Road Closed: Naked on the Prairie

Road Closed

The road, or what once had been a road
on the prairie was etched between fields
of canola, wheat and field peas
where the dirt was exposed, the soil
was cracked from the heat of the sun

Walking along the trail with
only the company of grasshoppers
of different sizes and colours
for company, it was easy to
forget being naked, being exposed
to a chance meeting with another
human

The trail rose, curved, fell
and rose again as it approached
a valley where the nearest
habitation was too far for
its inhabitants to spy on
a naked male form etched on the skyline
against the strong rays
of an afternoon prairie sun

Movement in a field
brought a halt to the steps
which had taken on a measured rhythm
the movement, a lone pronghorn buck
that had been resting in a field of lentils
noticing the antelope and being noticed
in return in the silence and sunshine
told both of being seen
the antelope moved closer
turned sideways and then slowly walked away

For an hour walking into the sunshine,
thinking disappeared leaving only the sounds
and sensations of simply being in a time
and place, simply being
a meditative awareness of self and world
without holding on to either and
demanding, needing anything more
and then stopping to see and read
a sign that marked the end of the trail
“Road Closed.”

Naked on the Naked Prairie

Naked On The Naked Prairie

The dust of the road disturbed
by a passing truck drifted
revealed the rusted iron rails
of an abandoned track
two threads leading into
a haze-filled horizon.

Curious and abandoning the road
confident that freedom
lay somewhere up ahead
he dared to hope.
The rails choked with weeds
whispered an invitation
in the heat of the afternoon’s silence,
an invitation to bare it all in empty spaces.

Following the twinned rails of iron
as it turned passed a clump of scrub trees
with enough distance from the grid road
shorts joined a tee-shirt
being carried in one hand while
eyes focused on avoiding pitfalls
which lay between wooden rail ties
a smile of freedom began to form.

Heat and distance and sunshine,
sweat beginning to bead on
the naked body now glowing
as it strode with longer strides
with head held higher as the edges
of society faded in the haze left behind.

The empty spaces soon filled with
life and colour and sound
with three deer staring back unafraid
of a human wandering naked on the prairie.
Birds, dragonflies, moths, grasshoppers and butterflies
moved with deliberation as though dancing
through the afternoon
like the wanderer
naked on the naked prairie