Monthly Archives: December 2014

First Day in Mexico – Outdoor Nudity in the Wintertime

My home away from home - featuring my meditation station in the garden.

My home away from home – featuring my meditation station in the garden.

You just have to love it! It’s winter time, and for Canadians that typically means living in a deep freeze that would rival Siberia. Yesterday morning I woke up to -28 C with a wind chill that made it feel like -40 C. This morning I woke up to +23 C which makes a world of difference. I felt very comfortable finding a place to put my meditation cushion in the garden for my daily nude meditation. At home in Canada, it is necessary to use a little electric heater to meditate nude. We keep our house quite cool, about 17 C during the day and 14 C over night.

With meditation done, morning coffee in the garden with my wife was enjoyed without the need to wear clothing. Then, we went out for our usual ten kilometre (six miles) walk on the beach wearing the minimum. For her, a small bikini and for myself, a mini Puma (Speedo style) bathing suit. Now, just before I go outside to enjoy some more sunshine au naturel, I am taking a few moments to write, nude of course, this post. I will be back with more from Mexico.

Last Post from Canada for 2014

Prairie winter

Prairie winter

If it looks like it is cold out, the image is a success. It is quite cold out with temperatures in the mid-minus twenties Celsius. What a perfect time to begin our leaving of the Canadian prairies for a winter sojourn in Mexico.

We have readied our house for our absence and contacted all the appropriate people such as phone,, TV, Internet, Health Services, bank, etc.; so that we can leave our home knowing that all will be as well as nature and events will allow. At this point in time, all that is left is to sit back, have a cup of tea, relax and catch up on e-mail before we get into our neighbour’s car to head out on the journey.

My next blog post will be written in Mexico with an appropriate photo to match. Bon voyage.

Packing Up For Mexico

Just one more day of waiting.

Just one more day of waiting.

Well, today is the day that I leave my home on the Canadian prairies in order to go to my home-away-from home in Mexico. If everything works out well in terms of weather, I will be enjoying a few minutes in the sun while laying on the beach as in the scene pictured above. Of course, I will limit full exposure so that I don’t get sunburned in the process. Besides careful timed full exposure, I will also make judicious use of sunscreen. I have time, three months of time in order to regain the full rich tan that will be tan-line free.

We arrive at our winter home mid-afternoon in plenty of time for a stroll along the beach before going out for an evening meal and perhaps attendance at a weekly Buddhist meditation gathering that I make part of my three-month stay in the community. Somehow, I don’t think that I’ll be finding time for writing. That said, I will be back, very soon, to bring photos and thoughts here.

Post-Christmas Slowing Down Time

Cleaning up before we head out to tropical sunshine.

Cleaning up before we head out to tropical sunshine.

With our grandchildren heading home this afternoon, life slows down significantly for us. We will still be busy, but in a gentler fashion. Grandchildren somehow engage us to stretch ourselves beyond the norm. If things get quiet for a short while, it is us who finds some new game or activity to chase away even a whisper of boredom. Needless to say, we tire out the grandchildren. Every moment is filled to bursting so they don’t drift off into the world of Wi-Fi and indifferent distance. Our grandchildren love coming as there is always something going on and great things to eat. We have no hesitation in spoiling them with our time and attention rather than with things.

Later today, we take down the Christmas decorations, both inside and outside the house, as well as reclaim one of the bedrooms for spreading out our items for our journey to Mexico in just a few more days’ time. Our backpacks and travel bags will be packed and weighed and likely repacked several times before we are satisfied with what comes with us and what stays behind in our home here in Canada. This job will take us at least a full day to be completed to our satisfaction.

For me, the hardest part is to choose the small selection of books to take with us. I have to think ahead in terms of what it is I actually want to use for my references for blog posts as well as my poetry and Jungian projects. I will likely be presenting a minimum of three Jungian psychology presentation while in Mexico with the possibility of a second set of three presentations and/or a seminar session for more in depth study should interest arise from those attending the presentations. The future is open and I am flexible. All is good.

Boxing Day in Canada

Thinking of Mexico

Thinking of Mexico

Boxing Day in Canada. It is a National holiday where the focus, for many is on shopping for post-Christmas specials, Canada’s version of Black Friday.  At our home, it is a time to turn Christmas Day leftovers of turkey into turkey soup and to have more of our children and grandchildren come over for games and good food. By the end of the day, we will be glad to find our beds (we have a big home with enough space to sleep the whole clan of six extra adults and six grandchildren) and fall asleep satisfied with another Boxing Day well spent.

Tomorrow, by late afternoon, our house will once again become quiet as all depart to head out as work and home life make other demands. Our good friends and neighbours will also be alone which means that we will spend the evening together for a meal and likely swapping stories of grandchildren and new Christmas memories.

My wife and I are looking forward to our trip to Mexico in just four more days, especially with the temperature taking another nose dive making playing outside a bit more of a challenge. This morning while the grandchildren were still sleeping, I began to gather a few books that I intend on taking with me to Mexico. I have a few writing plans that need these resources.

Merry Nude Christmas

Merry Christmas, 2014

Merry Christmas, 2014

It has been a good year, perhaps the best in the past decade since our children have left home. This 2014 has certainly been a prolific year in terms of writing.

More important than writing is the gift of family throughout the year. We have managed to make the twelve hour drives to visit two of our three children in order to spend time with them and their families. Our third child lives just over an hour away which allows more frequent visits, especially for golfing and watching hockey games. The gift of time spent with my six grandsons has been precious.

So. it is with anticipation that I look forward to today and tomorrow spent in my home with most of the family. Included in our time together will be a street hockey game or three in front of our house, something that has become a tradition since we moved here thirteen years ago.

Merry Christmas – and that is said whether you are Christian, atheist, agnostic, Muslim, Jewish, Buddhist, [fill in the blank] or like me, simply a spiritual being.

Naked Poetry – At Home and in Nature

Cover of my latest book.

Cover of my latest book.

Well, after months of waiting and a ton of work, the second volume of Naked Poetry is out and available for purchase. There is a print version available through Blurb, as well as an e-book version available through Smashwords.

I am already planning the third volume which will have three sections: He which will focus on poems and photos about the masculine; She which will focus on poems and photos about the feminine; and, We which will focus on poems and photos that are centered upon the idea of the union of masculine and feminine – psychological and spiritual union.

As with this second volume, the third book will draw from photos submitted by others (upon request) which meet the objective of illustrating a poem, or at least part of a poem. If any of you, my readers, would consider becoming part of the project, please let me know via the comment section. I will contact you in the future, one way or the other.

Happy Solstice season to each of you.

Naked Poetry – What You See

What You See

What You See

What You See

With nothing to hide
Standing unclothed, exposing
The truth of what I have done
To my body, what I have
Allowed life to do to my body
I look into the world outside and
Wonder how to repair
That abandonment
That has added pounds and
Stolen vitality.

There is no hiding when naked
In front of the mirror
Seeing your creation
Knowing that it is I who must
Do the work to honour
That temple you have created.

It is not just proper thinking
And proper action that I need
To place my energies
I need to move this body
To regain its proper strength and form
I need to feed this body
Avoiding gluttony and false foods
Making this body a temple
A home for a cleansed spirit
So that soul knows it is at home.

Naked Poetry – Standing Tall

Standing Tall

Standing Tall

Standing Tall

Darkness weighs the soul,
Pulling it down into the bowels of a subterranean darkness
Where eyes can no longer see the self, or see other.
All is formless, shadowy in its embrace of nothingness.

In the darkness light
Like a sword pierces a bloated corpse releasing toxic,
Noxious vapours that anesthetize spirit.
A single ray of light that pulls the soul up from its knees.

Like a seed buried in dank, dark soil
Light wakens its heart, daring the seed
To emerge and grow to the light
Stretching as tall as possible towards
The light of life though knowing that
Life is but a season in praise of light.

Uncurling from the foetal ball
Emerging into the light of life
Uncurling from fear and doubt like a young tree
Daring to be
I rise to stand tall in the light as naked as I was born
For it is only in nakedness that one is truly pure
Daring to be real
Daring to worship.

Healing Through Naked Prayer

Healing Through Naked Prayer

Healing Through Naked Prayer

Healing Through Naked Prayer

Eyes turned up to behold the sun
Knowing that only a moment of
Vision is all that is allowed
Before its power would blind
With its brilliance.

New courage is born in light
A willingness to walk again
Through the shadows of an
Earthbound life,
a life of pain and suffering
Meant to teach and desire
The continuation of life’s journey.

Unhidden in the light
Baring the soul, the mind and body,
Knowing that hiding invites only
Darkness and despair through distrust
A prayer is offered though fullness
Of presence and hope.