At the end of August I bought a new camping trailer, just days after selling the tent trailer. The trailer has already seen seven nights of usage in less than two weeks with three of those nights spent at Green Haven Sun Club, what I could best call my naturist home campground. It seems that all I have done for the past two months is spend time on the road. Being on the road hasn’t really come to an end, yet. There are two more planned trips which will take place in the next month. One involves our new camper and a wine-tasting event and the other is a family visit in the USA. It’s time for me to begin, now, to spend some time at home and take life in a much slower lane for the next four months until we leave for a three-month stay in Mexico.
Being constantly on the move has left me feeling out-of-kilter. And, to be honest, being out-of-kilter has contributed to less energy, less desire to do the things I love and need, including time to meditate and taking the opportunities that exist to be free from clothing. As I begin to lose desire, I begin to believe that these things are not needed for my well-being. And so, the spiral picks up speed until I crash. Crashes are vital as they serve as a wake-up call to let me know that I must invest in these things that bring me back to well-being that is both physical and mental. Crashing forces me to slow down, to breathe, to simply sit.
Now, I find myself with the energy to return here, to engage with my self and others, my readers. With that all said, it is time for some warm sunshine and soul-healing au naturel.