It’s December on the prairies and the wind is blowing briskly meaning I have to have my tuque on, if for nothing else, it keeps me from having wind-blown hair. not that tuque hair is any better. I have to admit that I am enjoying these warmer and sunnier days.
Behind the scenes I am shifting my writing into a new venture, that of a book that looks at nude psychotherapy. I have been using nude therapy for myself and not with clients who come to my office. I have no intention of getting myself entangled in legal issues that could have me spend these sunny and warmer days in a cell. I consciously use nude therapy for my own self-directed therapy.
The god-father of American psychology, Abraham Maslow, wrote forty years ago about the value of nudity in therapy in his personal journal. He commented that when a client was: “naked physically and spiritually. No fakes. . . . That allows me to see the real reality without any veils or soft-focus lenses or rose-colored glasses”. This is exactly what I have discovered over the past decade as I consciously tried to explain why I seemed to heal when the process was done while I was naked.
Of course, I am not abandoning the novel currently in progress. Rather, this is needed background explorations in a formal manner to have the novel work. After all, the protagonist in the novel is a skyclad therapist.