Nudity has been on my mind a lot lately as I continue to explore the limitations and rules society has placed on our race. What's offensive, acceptable, crude, vulgar, disrespectful. I did a lot of research reading articles on others views, the "free the nipple" movement, Tantric philosophies, campaigns etc. Then I heard a voice guide me to turn inward. So I imagined myself posting on my social media a nude yoga flow that I had recorded while adventuring around a private beach my fairy guides led me too. I studied and took inventory of each emotion and the thoughts at surface were, "What will your clientele think, you work with children, you are an auntie, will there be scrutiny and judgment, will I be misunderstood etc." I noticed the common low denominator here was fear and fear of what others think, YUCK! This is currently a huge demon for those I work with and my "old" self included, when straight up it doesn't fucking matter what others think of you and vice versa that's their business. Plain and simple. Through my meditation I felt a shift occur and the fear based illusions I perceived began to shed away revealing a deeper curiosity in the beauty of nakedness.

It blows my mind the shit people watch on the media, what we are exposed to through the shows, films etc. or for that matter the judgmental spews they cast out, "this is right, this is wrong". Now this is just a generalization and an expression of my experience but we humans can sure be fucking nasty! We've become desensitized, I can speak from experience with all the fallen youth that passed on during my childhood to young adult years. I would hear another classmate passed away and not even bat an eye, "there goes another one," my soul (heart) breaking but completely dissociated from the depth of the emotion as my "old" heart had been conditioned to close off and lacked compassion confined to live in a state of fear from years of suppressing grief. I can not resonate with the crude, evil, violence being acceptable but to treasure showing the beauty, art, magic around the image of the physical human body is considered unacceptable... uh what??

Truth. I have been feeling confined. Stuck. Limited. Trapped in-between my "old" heart and my "new" heart. This cocoon is cracking once again and my wings are vibrating with the heightening sensitivities of Mother's Earth's pulse, ready to fly and free myself from what's no longer serving my most authentic self, aligned with my integrity and holding me back from my next level of my ascension. I find myself envying the expression of others, their ability to be fully themselves with a "no fucks" attitude. I feel my old layers of interests, fashion, design, relationships and activities I once enjoyed are now changing as I become more sensitive and aware of energies. I WANT OUT of the old shell that homed my soul. Just like the lobster. Uh, what you say?

Lobsters are part of a large family of crustaceans. They have a hard exoskeleton shell. In order for the lobster to grow, at various stages of its life, it must molt. In other words, it has to get rid of its old shell and start to form a new one. So what you might say. Well for about 20-30 minutes the lobster is vulnerable whilst molting, it essentially becomes a piece of meat for other hungry creatures on the prowl. The Lobster fully aware of this, has taken certain precautions to try to stop them from being as vulnerable such as forming a thin skin before it molts, and changing color. However, for the most part they know that in order to grow larger they must get over their fear of being vulnerable and just shed their old shell.

It’s the same for us humans. In order to grow we must get rid of the fear of vulnerability, stretch our comfort zone, find our new shell and go for it. This is the ONLY way I have learned to grow as a human being. To grow mentally, physically, spiritually, or in any avenue if I don’t expand my comfort zone and just go for it I won't evolve. This means facing my fears, and in no way are these fears life threatening.

Fear is a word that should be reserved for life/death situations. We have trained our bodies in thinking every situation is in need of a fight or flight response. When we are driving, entering a room full of people we don't know, giving a speech, god forbid your plans get changed by the out of control and we are all in a fluster. "This day sucks, it's not going my way, I can't seem to win". I would like to replace the word fear, when it comes to my growth, into the word ‘challenge’ and I suggest this to my clientele as well. Challenge is much more appropriate in this context of growth as it represents exactly what we face! When we start a new job, start a business, begin a relationship, go into new situations are all experiences which are not life threatening, rather they are challenges, and they are only challenges as we have not done them before.

As my old shell cracks I refuse to participate in a culture responding from fear, by censoring my body/voice as it no longer resonates with my truth. In the future when I someday breastfeed, or by censoring my children's/nieces/nephews bodies while they innocently play. It's important to me the new era of children view clothing as a convenience, a practical solution to natural problems, and a personal choice for self-expression and cultural participation... but NOT as a requirement for being a good person or as a way to prevent "evil" in the world from affecting them. The evil and suffering is going to exist, regardless of what is worn. That they need not feel any shame for others are responding from a place of fear in their interactions with you, or with the images of you.

““Man is the sole animal whose nudity offends his own companions, and the only one who, in his natural actions, withdraws and hides himself from his own kind.”
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— - ~Montaigne

Namastacey (~*~)