Guest Post with permission

I have a Christian nudism group on MeWe. One of the Administrators posted the following and gave me permission to share it here…DSCN0432-LOGO

View on nudism from Fr Mark Montebello  Quoting, ‘ I was immediately reminded of an image I meditate upon quite often. It is that of the death of St Francis. When he felt that the last moments of his life had arrived, he requested from the friends who surrounded him to take off all his cloths and place him on the bare ground. And that’s how St Francis, that great man, gave up his soul.  Of course, I was also reminded of that famous passage in 2 Samuel 6:20-22 which says: “David returned to bless his own house: and Michol the daughter of Saul coming out to meet David, said: ‘How glorious was the king of Israel today, uncovering himself before the handmaids of his servants, and was naked, as if one of the buffoons should be naked.’ And David said to Michol: ‘Before the Lord, who chose me rather than thy father, and than all his house, and commanded me to be ruler over the people of the Lord in Israel, I will both play and make myself meaner than I have done: and I will be little in my own eyes: and with the handmaid of whom thou speakest, I shall appear more glorious.”  Perhaps, in this context, John Paul II’s reflection in Love and Responsibility (1981) might be worth noting: “The human body can remain naked and uncovered and preserve intact its splendour and its beauty … Nakedness as such is not to be equated with physical shamelessness … Immodesty is present only when nakedness plays a negative role with regard to the value of the person … The human body is not in itself shameful … Shamelessness (just like shame and modesty) is a function of the interior of a person.”  In conformity with the teachings of the Catholic Church, I submit that nudity can be considered in itself and in relation. In itself, it cannot be morally wrong, for it is said that “Adam and his wife were both naked, and they felt no shame” (Genesis 2: 25). Shame is indicative of sin, as written: the Lord God called to the man (Adam), “Where are you?” He answered, “I heard you in the garden, and I was afraid because I was naked; so I hid.” And he said, “Who told you that you were naked? Have you eaten from the tree that I commanded you not to eat from?” (Genesis 3: 9-11).  In relation, nudity can be a sin if undergone for lustful reasons. Thus, the Catechism of the Catholic Church, n. 2521, states: “Purity requires modesty, an integral part of temperance. Modesty protects the intimate centre of the person. It means refusing to unveil what should remain hidden. It is ordered to chastity to whose sensitivity it bears witness. It guides how one looks at others and behaves toward them in conformity with the dignity of persons and their solidarity. “  Now, I understand that the practice of nudism conforms to what has been said of nudity in itself. Nevertheless, as in all other matters, it can also be liable to sin if it is in conformity to what has been said in relation to lust.  Thus, to directly answer your question of what my opinion is on the matter, I state that nudism, defined as the practice of going nude, especially in places that allow sexually mixed groups, in the belief that such practice benefits physical, mental and/or spiritual health, and considering what has been said above, is not morally wrong’ unquote (personal communication).  In conclusion, I feel that according to the church, true naturists are not committing any immoral acts if they go to a naturist beach. Some individuals who are not truly naturists may go to a naturist area for lustful purposes such as perversion however this may occur on normal beaches and other areas too.  Naturally this opinion can be debated with many different interpretations of the Bible; however, history suggests that nudity at specific areas was fully or partially accepted through thousands of years. If in later years there was an ‘error of judgement’ then we do not have to continue in wrong beliefs. While the Bible condemns promiscuity and lust (as acts of mankind) it does not condemn the nude body (God’s creation). Pope John Paul II is to be commended for his open minded views on modesty and not criticized. It is highly likely that Jesus Christ Himself undressed completely in some specific public areas as this was the culture at that time and He was also human. The naked human body is God’s creation and in the right circumstances it is a reflection of God Himself.  Acknowledgment  The author gives special thanks to Rev. Dr Mark F. Montebello O.P., Ph.D., MSc., Ph.Lic., S.Th.B. & L for his esteemed opinion on the subject.  Suggested Reading  Catholicism and Nudism – What does the Catholic Church Think? ( Naturist Fellowship (http://cnfellowship.wordpress.com/)  Fig Leaf Forum (http://figleafforum.com/)  Karol Wojtyla (later Pope John Paul II), Love and Responsibility, trans. H. T. Willetts (New York: Farrar, Strauss & Giroux, 1981).  My Experience With Jesus Christ (http://ezinearticles.com/?My-Experience-With-Jesus-Christ&id=1217272)  Nudity and Christianity, Cunningham, J, 2006 (http://www.jimccunningham.com/contents.htm)

Palindrome Day and God Blessed me and saved my life!

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God has Blessed me, and saved my life!

I do not go to the doctor often. In fact, I tend to avoid going. It is only when an injury, illness, etc., starts to cause real concern that I will go. I’ll put up with some pain, discomfort, etc. and let my body do its job. Isaiah 53:5 and 1 Peter 2:21-25 tell us that by His stripes, we were healed. I can testify that I have literally received healing from God for something doctors had been unable to take care of for years.

It turns out that some issues that I recently experienced and thought were unrelated were all symptoms/results of the same primary issue.

Lately, I have had less and less gumption. It felt like my “get up and go” had got up and went… without me. I wasn’t tired as in wanting to sleep, I simply didn’t have any energy. I was about to make a dentist appointment (which historically have NOT gone well for me) but put that off until I felt better.

First it was a sort of general feeling of malaise which slowly got worse. I figured I wasn’t getting enough sleep, or my sleep wasn’t of a good enough quality to fully recharge my body. I didn’t get online much, barely got anything done around the house, etc. I just “didn’t feel like it”.

Then, weird little sores started cropping up. I had no explanation for them. They didn’t seem to be bug bites, I had not suffered any injuries. When they first started appearing, they were itchy. They quickly became painful and looked like they were perhaps ingrown hairs. It would be odd indeed for me to suddenly experience numerous ingrown hairs in so many different places on my body. They developed what looked like a pustule with a little black dot in the middle. They were literally small boils. One showed up on my upper lip in my mustache which caused my lip to swell alarmingly and hurt, a couple on my abdomen, several on my scrotum, one on the base of my penile shaft, one in my groin, several on my upper inside left thigh, a couple on my right leg above and below my knee, etc. They didn’t all show up at once. Because of that, and because of how they appeared to be spreading, I wondered (as did a few people I discussed it with) if I was having an allergic reaction to something.

Then I apparently suffered a spider bite on the outside of my left thigh. Over a space of 2 or 3 days, it became very painful, and BIG! The surrounding underlying tissue got firmer and hotter than it should have been.

Then… I noticed a little bit of “fuzziness” in my cognitive abilities. Thinking and focus took a little more, well, work. Sometimes I would have to think for a second to remember a password. Situational awareness suffered.

Because the spider bite (which I thought could be a spider bite but wasn’t sure) suddenly ramped up in pain level to the point where it was simply throbbing with pain all the time and constantly waking me up, combined with all the weird little sores that appeared to be “spreading”, the Holy Spirit worked through my wife and a friend, and within me to convince me it was time to go to the doctor.

Had to be a “walk in” as this all came to a head over the weekend so I couldn’t make an appointment. I waited about 2 hours and then the nurse called me back for the height/weight/BP/temperature thing. When she asked why I was seeing the doctor and I told her all of this, she immediately said that it sounded like I had a staph infection.

I was taken to an exam room and when the doctor came in, I partially disrobed and showed him the big bite on my left thigh which he diagnosed as a brown recluse bite but said there was no need to worry because it wasn’t bad. Then I told him everything else. I disrobed and showed him all the little boils, and he immediately said that I had a systemic staph infection. When I added that I was starting to experience a little fuzziness around the edges of my cognitive abilities, he replied with “We’re going to give you an injection TODAY. It is a very strong antibiotic. I’m also going to write a prescription for a very strong oral antibiotic.” He repeatedly asked me if I was allergic to any antibiotic.

He also told me that when staph infections become systemic, they literally “suck the life out of you”.

The nurse came in with a syringe that looked like it could have been the water tank from a super soaker with a needle sticking out the end of it. It was FULL. I believe this was the largest non-intravenous injection I’ve ever received. I absolutely despise needles and injections, but God was merciful as it barely hurt. She warned that it was going to hurt but I almost did not feel the needle at all, and even though the medication was supposed to feel hot and cause pain, it was just a very mild warmth with almost no real discomfort. I didn’t even have injection site pain later on. Praise God! They made me wait for an additional ten minutes after the injection to make sure I wasn’t having an adverse reaction to it. Must have been powerful stuff indeed.

By the time I got home, the swelling in my lip was almost completely gone. Before this, I could not smile, had to talk carefully, and almost could not eat or drink as anything contacting my upper lip or causing it to move or flex resulted in a nasty, strong shot of pain.

After? I could smile, eat, and even lightly press on my lip without discomfort. My chest felt better (didn’t realize it had felt bad!). The active throbbing of the spider bite disappeared! It’s still fairly tender and does NOT like to be poked, but it is vastly better than it was.

Yes, God blessed me. This infection was systemic. It was effecting my whole body. It had reached the point where it was manifesting seemingly unrelated symptoms all over my body both inside and on the surface. I shudder to imagine how much worse it could have gotten, especially if I had gone ahead and made that dentist appointment. God is Good, every day, all day long!

It’s been a minute… hasn’t it?

Wow, it has been a little while since I’ve added anything here.

My apologies!

There has been much to do, much getting done, and more on the way thus social media dropped a little further down the priority list. We had a few severe storms, power outages, tornadoes (which thankfully God spared us from) a broken water pipe, and a few other issues in the last several months.

However, we’ve also been blessed. We are healthy, together, well fed, and still very much in Love with each other! The tornadoes that caused death and so much horrible damage formed near our home but moved away from us before getting strong enough to cause that damage. The poor folks a few miles away bore the brunt of it, losing loved ones, homes, vehicles, and power.

Christmas day dawned overcast and warm. So warm that I was able to head back to the pond and relax naturally for a while, feeding the fish and enjoying our own little private resort. It was wonderful to be able to celebrate the birth of our Lord and Savior in natural solitude.

This winter has been thankfully very mild temperature wise, but it has also been very wet. I haven’t been able to get back on the property and get the stuff done I need to do before it warms back up yet.

We hope everyone has a blessed and happy 2020, that you are all healthy, safe, and prosperousChristmasDay2019-Copyrighted-IMG_7367.

More to come as soon as I have the time 😀 !

Birthday suit on your Birthday

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Our Heavenly Father blessed us with beautiful weather around my birthday.

This time of year, one has to seize upon the warm days whenever they appear as it is usually too cool for comfortable outdoor nudism, and we usually get more rainfall with the cooler weather. The day before, the day of, and the day after my birthday were all warm and sunny with light and refreshing breezes. I spent those three afternoons relaxing at the Undisclosed Location pond and actually ended up with a light tan instead of a sunburn! Birthday suit on my birthday 😉

Try out your birthday suit on your birthday!

Mysterious Socks

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Had a bit of a mystery at the Undisclosed Location a recently…

The weather was perfect for relaxing nude at the pond and I was prepping the house and dogs so I could go back there for a little while when I received a text message from one of my neighbor’s sons asking if he could go to the pond to fish.

We allow those neighbors the enjoyment of going to the pond, fishing, and hunting on our land but we have one rule: Each and every time that any of them wants to be on our land they must contact us first and get permission. They know that we go nude back there, and we shoot/hunt back there, thus they need to clear it with us before hand.

For a while, there was a problem as they kept forgetting to check with us first and would just go back there, especially the younger of his twin sons, who had walked back on me nude before and had just the previous weekend ridden his horse back to our pond without getting permission from his dad or from us, once again arriving when I was nude and almost when my wife was nude as well. She had just put her clothes back on when we heard a horse galloping hard towards us. Of course, this resulted in his dad and I having a talk… again. Their house is very close to the part of the property line where our pond road is, so when I drive my Jeep back to the pond, I am passing within 15 yards of their house. The Jeep isn’t exactly a stealthy vehicle off road either. It does tend to make allot of noise. So it was frustrating that not only was he failing to contact us, but also that I figured surely they could hear the Jeep as I drove it past their house on my way to the pond. Looks like sometimes they do, sometimes they don’t.

Since this particular son had been diligent about checking with us first after the horse incident, I decided to tell him it was okay for him to go fishing instead of heading to the pond myself. I did tell him that I would be at the pond later, as I had not checked it since we had gotten our first rain in over a month and wanted to see the water level. I busied myself with some other chores around the house.

A while later I had finished up the additional chores and enough time had passed for him to enjoy having the pond to himself, so I headed back to check it out.

As I got to the end of the pond road, I noticed a bright white object laying in the grass on the south side of the pond. I parked the Jeep in the usual spot and walked over to investigate. It turned out to be a pair of socks. My neighbor’s son was nowhere to be seen. I texted his dad asking if he’d been to the pond yet, but didn’t get a response. I started checking the area and saw footprints in the mud, going into the water. I failed to see the one footprint coming back out of the water until later.

We have no idea what debris may be in the pond from the previous owners (we’re STILL cleaning up junk and trash) and there are fish hooks, several breeds of turtles, decent sized fish, etc. in there, thus his sons have never expressed any desire to swim in it. After thoroughly checking the area, all I had found were the socks and the footprints. All of this took about 20 minutes and I still had not heard back from his dad.

By now, I’m wondering what is going on. A pair of socks laying in the grass, footprints going into the water, and no neighbor to be seen. It was like one of those grade school mystery stories. That end of the pond is the shallow end and there was obviously nothing in the water, so I took a photo of the socks, and of the footprints, and walked back to the Jeep to unpack and set up.

Normally when I drive the Jeep back there, I start setting up as soon as I park. We leave a few folding camp chairs and lounge chairs in the back that have to be set up, the cooler needs to be set next to the chairs, camera readied, etc. Then we’ll undress and relax. I had just finished setting up the chairs and had taken my shirt off when I heard someone on the pond road start running towards me. This was alarming as I can usually hear a person walking down our pond road long before they reach the point where this person seemed to suddenly appear and started running. About two seconds later my neighbor’s younger son came into view and stopped.

“Forgot my socks!” he exclaimed. Since I thankfully still had my cargo shorts on, I chatted with him for a moment. It seems that a fishing lure I had given him had become snagged relatively close to shore and he was not willing to lose it. In all fairness, it’s a really good lure. The fish usually hit it hard right after it hits the water. He had waded in to the pond and retrieved it, forgetting to pick his socks up when he headed back to their house. Mystery solved – LOL

He had caught 4 decent sized fish that day and released them all back into the pond.

After he headed home I spent the afternoon relaxing, feeding the fish and turtles, soaking myself in the heat of the day, and enjoying the gentle breeze.

Autumn?What’s that again?

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The seasons don’t normally change around here the way most people from other parts of the country would expect. We typically have 4 seasons, but they’re not Winter, Spring, Summer, and Fall. We usually get:
Hot + dry
Hot + wet
Cold + dry
Cold + wet
We also usually do not have gentle transitions between them. For example, although last week we had high temperatures in the 90’s, today’s high temperature is 61. This weekend is supposed to be in the 70’s. We usually don’t get a typical autumn with a gentle slide from summer to winter. We’ll have a few warm spells throughout the winter with temps in the high 60’s to low 70’s, but we’ll also have cold spells, the worst of which is usually in January with highs in the 30’s, 20’s, or even the teens. That is usually followed by a heat wave in February with the temperature soaring up into the 60’s, 70’s, or even the 80’s! I’ve gone deer hunting nude (except for my boots and safety vest) and I’ve gone deer hunting wearing two pairs of long underwear, two pairs of thick socks, several long sleeve shirts, hoodie, heavy coat, hat, and gloves, and sat shivering!
Perhaps it’s just wishful, nostalgic thinking; or perhaps it’s because I lived in a different part of the country for much of my youth, but I seem to recall more of those steady and gentle changes between the seasons… especially the fall.
My wife took this photo of me on 10-13-19. The high was in the low 60’s. As the sun set behind the trees on the pond ridge, it cooled off so quickly that within the span of about 30 minutes I went from nude, to wearing a hoodie, to getting completely dressed, to us packing up and going back to the house. This Saturday is my birthday, and the weather prediction is for mostly sunny with high temperatures in the mid 70’s. I’m looking forward to getting some natural time at the pond in my birthday suit.
Usually, winter and summer seem to strive with each other with each one gaining and losing as temperatures bounce from hot to cold and back again until summer finally gives up for a while. This year, winter seems to have run in and slapped summer… hard.

Round ups can come as a surprise!

DSCN0273-CopyrightedI was part of a round up!… at 0030hrs (12:30 A.M.) this morning.

I took Odin (our Alpha dog- German Shepherd/Mastiff mix) outside. As he was doing his usual “checking that everything is like it should be” he not only alerted on part of the yard but started his ferocious warning bark! Since we’ve moved back to the country, he has gotten used to seeing various wildlife, and although he will alert when he sees other animals, he rarely barks outside unless they are too close to one of us or to the house; and even then it’s usually just a bark or two.

This however, was his danger bark. I shined my light at the corner of the house (he was barking at a part of the yard I could not see from where I was standing) when he took his bark up a notch to indicate imminent threat. He bowed up and got mean.

There is a coyote problem around here currently, so I drew my sidearm and proceeded to the corner of the house to see what he was barking at, worried that there was a pack of them in the yard. Contrary to popular belief, coyotes do not have to be sick to go after big dogs and even human beings. The ones around here have gotten a bit too bold lately.

I ease up to the corner and…

Horse in the yard.

BIG horse… in my yard.

Agitated BIG horse.

My neighbors both have horses, but this fella wasn’t one of them. Lo and behold, he had buddies with him. They were walking across my yard towards my neighbor’s horse pasture where his two horses live.

Agitated BIG horse snorts, whinnies, and then turns to join his buddies heading towards the pasture fence where my neighbor’s horses are standing- a gelding and a mare. The mare is a small horse with a big attitude.

The three visiting horses start pushing on the fence trying to join my neighbor’s horses. Attitudes on both sides start ramping up. I commanded Odin to go in the house and secured him, then ran back outside. Lots of snorting, stomping, and fence pushing from both groups. It was escalating quickly.

My neighbor’s mare was starting to get VERY agitated. His house was dark, and I was surprised that nobody had turned on a light or looked out the window yet as there was allot of noise from the horses. I hated to do it but I had to wake my neighbor as there was no way I would be able to handle this on my own. These visiting horses were getting pissed about something. They were nipping and kicking at each other and I don’t have bridles or leads to use. His mare was dashing to and fro, getting very vocal.

I banged on his door a few times and soon he stepped out on the porch. I had obviously woken him and felt like a jerk. I apologized for waking him and started to explain, shining my light on the horses. As I did that, one of his sons came to the door, rubbing his eyes and wondering what was going on. It took my neighbor only a very short moment to grasp the situation. He immediately went back inside, told his son to get dressed and grab the horse leads. They came back outside less than 30 seconds later and the round up began!

It did not go well at first. It seems at least one of the visiting horses was a stallion (not castrated). One of them did belong to our neighbor across the road, but nobody recognized the other two. All of them kept dashing away from us, testing the fence, and kicking each other. Things ramped up even further when they encountered the part of the fence that’s electrified. They didn’t like that.

It was very dark as we moved away from the security light. There we were: my groggy neighbor who is still recovering from cancer surgery and just had his chemotherapy port put in, his 15 year old son, and me alone in the dark with three very agitated horses.

At one point, they suddenly ran straight at my neighbor’s son who had to jump up into a stand of Crepe Myrtles to avoid being trampled. Based on each horse’s behavior, we started to think that the mare may be going into estrus, and the visiting horses were interested in making her acquaintance.

Eventually, we were able to get them under control but it took a while. My neighbor’s son grabbed a small feed container of sweet oats which, along with MUCH soothing talk and repeated gentle approaches finally got us close enough to them so that we could let them smell us and put leads on two of them. Even then, it was touch and go for a little while as they would not settle. They were bumping us and each other, a few foot stomps, some vocalizations, etc.

We led them across the road and with much coaxing put all three of them into my other neighbor’s pasture. One of them was his anyway 🙂 My neighbor told me he would call our neighbor across the road to explain the two new horses. We joked that the horse fairy had visited him. I can only imagine the surprise on our neighbor’s face if he looked outside to see he had three horses instead of one before anyone could tell him why.

Then the three of us had to calm the gelding and the mare, walk the fence checking for damage, and insure the electrical part of the fence was still energized. The whole thing took more than an hour.

It had been a long time since I had lived in the country. I’ll take this any day over the suburbs or the city.