I get asked this question a lot. A whole lot. I also get asked, a whole lot, how I keep from getting arrested since I seem to just show up naked in the most unlikely of places? Is there some sort of special something that I do to avoid arrest? Is there some sort of practice to becoming as comfortable as someone like me seems to be as I am in my own skin, willing to just be naked in the presence of others, clothed or not, without really batting an eyelash?
I think if you've read my words for long enough you already know these answers so you can skip this post and just carry on with whatever it is that you happen to be doing on your own Friday evening that makes you happiest. I might suggest that it include hugging a few people that you love, perhaps even a few that you don't even know, sharing some glitter just because and if you happen to be living on the East Coast of these United States, making certain you have some drinking water, a working flashlight or three, DOG FOOD FOR THE DOGS, snacks for you, and to just get ready to even, maybe, have a little naked dance in the rain. I would do it, but we all know I'm bat shit crazy.
Back to Phil's question. The thing is this all just takes practice. It really does. There are those places where public nudity is actually accepted and encouraged although I am going to be the first to admit that I'm not even a big huge fan of those particular places. I'm far more of a fan of natural hot springs or places like my beloved Oregon Country Fair where we have sanctioned communal nudity and everyone is so relaxed and nonchalant about it that you really do realize that good heavens all bodies are just so incredibly beautiful in their unique differences! Seriously. When you see so very many naked bodies all together, each one just as beautiful and different and special and exotic as the next, you realize that we are magical creatures and our bodies are all as unique as our voices and our hearts and should absolutely be shared.
Now, I'm not suggesting you take off your clothes and go walking down the streets of your neighborhood. (Or, actually, maybe I am). I realize that when I do that many people exclaim that I'm an exhibitionist, that I do it to shock people. My own mother, Emily Gilmore, insists that I do it because I have some screws loose and just absolutely MUST have people STARE AT ME.
It really isn't about that, actually. Not really. I actually even have my own very strict internal set of rules about where and when I'll get naked, even in the very most public of places. I will admit that if there's just a bit of shock value, that's okay. But it is more, for me, to get others to reconsider their own individual notions about nudity. About our bodies. About exactly why it might be so offensive, so wrong, so awful to have a fully naked woman standing on a street corner.
However, I am suggesting, I am, that you dip your own toes as far as you can into the places where it feels the most comfortable for you. I have always said that we can't exactly go about fighting wars if we're all standing around naked because there's no where for us to keep the bullets.
I live in this world naked. I can't live in this world any other way. What I am enchanted to know is that there are others who can't live in this world any other way, as well.
Naked with intention. Now, there's a political platform we should perhaps all consider.