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Tortolita Spring Equinox

2019-03-12

 

In the Spring of 2019, I had finished fixing up my strawbale home in the Tortolita Hills to sell. Unique homes sometimes have to wait for the unique buyer. So, as the story goes:

 

My house is on the market. When it is shown the realtor insists that I disappear. She’s afraid I’ll somehow blow her deal. I’m given a two hour notice and expected to wander for an hour, or more. Today, right now, it’s one of those times when I have to stay away for a while. It is overcast and not particularly warm, but the equinox is coming and there should be some Spring flowers to see in the Tortolitas. I’m feeling some stress, so this seems like a good time for a hike. The exertion should calm me. The usual practice of being in mindfulness will bring me back in the moment. Nature should heal me with her magic.

From Inside the Tortolitas Out

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Chiricahua National Park

2020-09-27

We are started very late due to circumstances beyond our control. It is a beautiful day, maybe a tad hot, but being naked in an air-conditioned car eradicates such concerns.

We have driven the two hours down the Interstate highway to Wilcox, a small central hub of a town alone in a vast expanse between Tucson and New Mexico. It has thrived amongst some irrigated farmland in the valley between mountain ranges, the cattle ranchers and as a stop on the highway. Here, on the two lane highway to the south, it is open grass and rangeland, all dry from the extended drought.

We are heading for the Chiricahua National Monument, which is a collection of hoodoos much like Bryce in Utah. Not as colorful, not as prolific, but there are not over two million visitors each year. I have found what is described as the least populated trail and it all sounds fascinating as it leads to a natural bridge.

Trails Throughout

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A Vast Field on Top of the World: Sunset

Early July 2020

 

It is sunset time, the exciting time for the sky. We are sitting on the top of a mountain arena. It is flat at 10,000 feet. It is the highest spot, save a few surrounding hills. This dome has a vast field on it amongst a deep forest.

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The Hot Springs a Great Lament

Last January I was moving out of my house an epic ordeal, twenty years getting packed up. February brought us to Zipolite. We missed the scheduled group visits to the Hot Springs.

March brought us to the newness of the Covid scare. The rest of the schedule for Spring was cancelled, too dangerous to risk the health and welfare of the tribe. The announcement reminded us that we would be together next Fall.

We have arrived at “Next Fall.” The pandemic lingers today. The entire soaking season has been cancelled. There is something about using mask at the springs. Yes, it would stifle the community and then there is that risk to others.

So, tonight I lament. There is sadness. Mt. Lemmon burnt down, many places are more crowded. I was certainly looking forward to the joy of days at those springs, glamping nude in the Eden-like atmosphere.

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It isn’t Getting Naked It’s Coming Home

The region around Tucson, Arizona, etc. sustains me. I have come to need these places to ground myself in my being. It has taught me truth and become necessary as a part of my spirit and sense of purpose and place in the world, in life. In short a healthy addiction, something that I couldn’t comprehend life, or care for life, without. Living life without nature and the experience of tasting it naturally, is not fulfilling.

The nature that I share here with you, is as a portal into my inner peace.

There is food, there is shelter, there are interpersonal actions, all necessary for happiness, but this sense of what I am and the wonder, what I’m a piece of, is every bit as important. Otherwise there is only an ego that demands to be fed, and empty part that isn’t fulfilled. I’m left with a restless longing within me.

Yea, that’s what I’m trying to convey with this blog. Every sense, breath, every tingle in every moment needs to be experienced and naturism is a key to that. That is something that we have all known in human history, and are cut off from today. Something becomes imprisoned by our own beliefs and perceptions and creations. The stress, the fears, the news, there is a whole world that we can largely do nothing about, that is stealing away with more personal energy than it justifies.  And, we are to be more than animals surviving. The key to experiencing that starts with the baring of the body and the awareness found in that act’s gifts. It isn’t getting naked, it’s coming home.

One can attack nature, create the mighty hunter, play warrior games with Indian friends (Yes, Hendrix “Castles Made of Sand). You can use use it as a gymnasium only. Nature’s abode can be used as an escape from something, a place of freedom, a venue to party with people, to get blasted. Some just see the potential for condos in a given vista, but being naked there brings one home in a different sense. Experiencing life naturally may bring home a oneness, a sense of a something very real.

I’m saying that naked makes a change in perception, however one can do all of the human activity listed above nude. Focusing on the difference nudity brings, I am guided to my sense of naturism.

Just a taste, maybe a few minutes on a frosty night, to breathe, to feel every sense, to just be aware of what is, without all of the rest. Seeing the stars and the glistening across the ground, the feet alive, being aware of the adjustment, I think you know what I mean at those times. There’s a particular humanity to a simple act. I think that we all need that. You can fully experience and then get warm and shelter after the momentary journey.

Say, “It isn’t getting naked, it’s coming home.” I think that I found a slogan!

 

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Somewhere in the Galiuros: Part III

2020-04-19

Tree Hugging Deluxe: An infinite Moment

We Head back from “enough” on the trail in the Galiuro Mountains. We have been on a stroll to what we are told is “a stand of aspens” where the trail turns and goes up to a peak in the wilderness.

The foliage has gotten thick, scratchy and we’re finding obstructions frequently. We may have missed our turn. Perhaps there is no stand of aspens. One day, I’ll return during a retreat in this canyon, so today, we are easily deterred. We only intended to enjoy wandering a naturist’s paradise, not bushwhacking through overgrown wilderness.

You can see and read the prelude to this story here:

https://thefreerangenaturist.org/2020/10/19/somewhere-in-the-galiuros-part-ii/

We haven’t exerted ourselves and it is a fun comfortable return. There is no “trudging” on sore feet earning our way back to a camp. This is a walk in the park.

Okay, maybe a park with some monkey bars

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Somewhere in the Galiuros: Part II

2020-04-19

 

Sunday:

Waking up to the birds singing, a gentle refreshing scented breeze flowing through the tent and the warmth of the new day’s sun coming through the screen through the trees is…good.

The view looking down at the reflective creek, the color of the rocks and the spring leaves lets us know just where we are…here.

One of our three neighbors comes up the road. There was mention of this yesterday, when we had met. The older man and the little girl would be working on a project at camp, while this walker is making his way to the top of Basset Peak. He’ll be gone for a while. I greet him from my bed, as he passes.

DF gets to her morning, while I lie about and stretch. The plan today is to get to a grove where the trail begins to switchback out of this verdant paradise. It is just about two and a half miles of wandering and then a return. We’ll just enjoy the walk.

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Somewhere in the Galiuros: Part I

2020-04-18

 

Saturday:

While getting a pair of new tires, I was shocked to discover a broken shock. We couldn’t get away until nearly noon.

We’re heading out to the Galiuro Mountains to find possible future glamping spots and take a needed hike in a riparian area along a creek. We along with most people, have been feeling the crunch of the pandemic and our response is to head for the hills and the blessed solitude of nature.

Surprises are in Store for Us

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Exploring the Mystery of the Aspen Grove

Early July 2020

 

It’s a first day of our retreat in The White Mountains of Arizona…”Let’s go for a walk, not too far. This thin air is 10000, feet above sea level. First day pushes can make a person quite ill.”

Curiosity beckons. Across the vast field bordering our chosen campsite, is a dark band across the bottom of the white bark trunks of a grove of white aspen. It is a dark line and we want to investigate its origin. What is causing such a consistent line?

We are in an alpine wilderness. We’re away from most anybody. We journeyed the rough little route that crosses another similar open space, then through a gate. Eventually, the Forest Service road turned into a 4×4 pile of chunky volcanic rock, where few will venture. Perhaps a fellow hiker, but more likely we’d be found by an errant quad or ATV and just a couple of times in a day. This is slightly further away from that shabby trail. We have camped in place with a vast sense of freedom.

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Some More Thoughts

One may ask me, “Why are you so obsessed with being naked?” My usual response is “Ask yourself why you are clothed. Could that be an obsession?” Nude is the natural state. Clothing is an additive. This justifies my lifestyle, but why is it such an important issue to me?

After spending several days acceptably nude, it is most common to notice that putting on clothing, just to be socially acceptable, is physically confining, bunched up, hot, unnatural and actually uncomfortable.

Unless I get overwhelmed by cold, I don’t need anything to supplement my natural bodily ability for homeostasis. The body, the mind, the whole system adjusts as a complete system. It is quite complex, an ancient natural gift adapted to adapt. It is honed and amazing. The freer that it is to do its job, the better it works.

Also, something essential is lost in clothing. When the joy of nudity is lost, something is taken away. I am my body and there is more. In my skin, I’m in touch with the world around me, all senses are more aware and I’m more integrated. This aligns with and supports a more natural place, or sense of being. It opens the pathways to other senses in a unified activity of awareness and body. Other senses are even felt around the body. I have a greater sense of well-being. I have a deeper sense of being a part of something quite amazing.

I’ve been asked, “Are you not making this a bit bigger than its scope?”

Well, just try free range naturism and simply be aware; my conclusions are generally obvious.

“You’ll get used to wearing clothes,” they say.  Well yes, I’d probably get used to anything, but is constant clothing actually beneficial? Is it harmful? Is clothing something that should be done in moderation? There are of course the superficial differences, but a longer time nude will show, if one just takes note, the restrictions from clothing have far greater, even damaging effects. Continue reading

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