Category Archives: Nudity

A Response To “I love being naked!”

Note: The language in this post could be called “Explicit” so reader discretion is advised.

As followers of my blog know, I write about nudity. For example:

Nudity was reserved for the bedroom or the bathroom. So it was… interesting… to be naked in a room that was neither. Walking around the living room, I felt like I was seeing it with new eyes. I felt like, all my life, I had been wearing a “Clothes Filter,” and now the filter was off. My eyes were as naked as my body.
~Being Naked Outside

Because of my Catholic faith, I don’t want to shy away from subjects like nudity. As a Catholic, I’m supposed to be a light in a dark place:

“You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house.  In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven.”
~Matthew 5:14 — 16

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And that means talking about subjects considered by many to be taboo or indecent.

Which brings me to a blog I discovered weeks ago but, for the longest time, was not sure how to feel about. Until now.

Specifically, I’m talking about this blog post: I love being naked!

Below are excerpts from that post, and my thoughts on them:

…it’s such an awesome feeling. Having nothing touching your skin. Being able to touch anything you wanna touch, with nothing in the way. It’s looooove.

I understand. And I agree.

Being naked can be an awesome feeling. It can be nice to have nothing touching your skin. To be completely free.

“God saw all that he had made, and it was very good.”
~Genesis 1:31

“And the man and his wife were both naked and were not ashamed.”
~Genesis 2:25

It’s so sexy! Cuz that’s obviously what it’s all about. Being naked turns me on. Like big time. It makes me wanna touch myself all over all the time. And sometimes I do.

Once again: Perfectly understandable.

When you are naked, not only are you showing all of yourself, your body is preparing to give all of itself.

What do I mean? I mean this: Sex is an act of giving. The woman receives the man. The man enters the woman. The two become one.

“…a man leaves his father and mother and is united to his wife, and they become one flesh.”
~Genesis 2:24

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That’s why you want to sexually excite yourself when you’re naked: Your naked body is telling you “It’s time for sex.”

…I can get myself so increeeeeeeedibly turned on I can barely get myself to stop being naked any more.

There’s an old saying: “Too much of a good thing is a bad thing.”

I don’t say that to come across as the stereotypical religious scold…

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…I say that to tell you, belle noowelleDon’t allow your nudity to become too much of a good thing.

There could come a day when you regret the choice to be naked.

And I don’t want that day to come.

I want being naked to be something that changes your life for the better in ways that you continue to discover throughout your long and happy life.

I know that might sound corny, but it’s true. I want you to be happy, belle noowelle.

Being naked is so cool. It helps with getting naughty, it makes me feel sexy, and it makes lame Sundays so much more interesting. Try it!

belle noowelle, your honesty and openness is attractive.

You don’t have to be naked to come across as sexy. You are sexy by just being your unashamed and positive self.

What I’m trying to say is: You’ve found something that brings you joy, and you want to share that joy with others, so that they may have what you have. And, to me, there is nothing more beautiful than that.

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To conclude this post:

belle noowelle,

May being naked continue to bring you a feeling of freedom.

May your orgasms always be shattering.

May the people in your life always look beyond your naked body, appreciating your naked soul, too.

And, when all is said and done, may you look back on the life you have lived with no regrets, knowing that all the choices you made ultimately brought you to where you wanted to be, even if you didn’t know where it was that you wanted to be.

“He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart…”
~Ecclesiastes 3:11

~21stCenturyCatholic

The Wild Witch

Her bones are made of earth.
Her eyes are the color of water.

Her hair is like the sun.
Golden.

This night, it is clothes that feed her fire.
Her old life is turning to ashes before her eyes.

She absorbs the vibes of the forest through the soles of her feet.
And in her soul the heart of her mother, Earth, beats.

Squatting in the earth, she pays no mind to the non-human eyes watching her.
Wiping, the leaf against her butt awakens the memory of one human’s kiss.

Receiving his gift on the night of a full moon, she does not howl with the wolves.
On the night of a full moon, she opens her legs, not her mouth.

Imagining her lips around her nipple, the two become one again.
If only for a moment.

In the earthbound wild she sleeps.
To dream of the magic that is flight.

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Thank you to the beautiful women, whoever they may be, who made the images used in this post possible.

Liking Your Body – What Does That Look Like?

What does it mean to “Like your body”?

If the picture below is anything to go by, to “Like your body” means to go naked. I can see why: When a person is naked, they are showing all that they are to the world. They are saying “This is me” without shame.

The naked body is inherently good, and we (human beings) were meant to be naked without shame:

God saw all that he had made, and it was very good.
~Genesis 1:31

And the man and his wife were both naked and were not ashamed.
~Genesis 2:25

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What Does It Mean To Be A “Wild Woman”?

Wild Women follow no religion, we follow the teachings of our ancestors and Nature is our temple. Nature is our Mother and teacher. Our sisters provide the strength we need, and the Goddess holds us within her heart. The Wild Woman follows nothing but her Wild Heart. 
~Shikoba

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Wild Women follow no religion…

In the Garden of Eden, there was no such thing as religion. There was no need. Because Eve walked side-by-side with her creator, able to talk about anything, anytime, as easily as you talk to a loved one who is lying in bed with you. It wasn’t until after the Fall that Eve had to find a new means of maintaining her relationship with her creator.

…we follow the teachings of our ancestors and Nature is our temple.

Before the Fall, Eve lived in Nature. Specifically, in a garden. A garden called “Eden.”

Regarding following “the teachings of our ancestors”:

“Everything must be fulfilled that is written about me in the Law of Moses, the Prophets and the Psalms.”
~Luke 24:4

I’m not implying that Jesus is a Wild Woman. He’s not a woman. But: He is wild:

Then the high priest tore his robes and said, “He has uttered blasphemy. What further witnesses do we need? You have now heard his blasphemy.”
~Matthew 26:65

I am saying that following the teachings of one’s ancestors — fulfilling (i.e., doing) what was written — was essential to Eve’s salvation.

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Nature is our Mother and teacher.

Question: What do a woman and a tree have in common?

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Our sisters provide the strength we need…

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…and the Goddess holds us within her heart.

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The Wild Woman follows nothing but her Wild Heart.

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He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart…
~Ecclesiastes 3:11

Am I Writing Erotica?

Erotica: Literature or art intended to arouse sexual desire.

Lately I’ve found myself writing poems that, I realize, could be classified as erotica.

The reason I say that is: Sexual arousal is a theme that runs through both of them.

And that got me thinking: Oh no.

The reason why is: I don’t want to be some E.L. James type.

I want to be better than that.

I’m not saying that I want to consider myself superior to E.L. James as a person. No one is “superior” to anyone else. We’re all fallible human beings doing the best we can with what we have.

What I am saying is: From a purely literary perspective, I want there to be more to my writing than there is to a novel like 50 Shades of Grey. I want the (potentially) arousing aspects of my writing to point to something more: to not just be arousal for the sake of arousal.

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While I write my poetry, I frequently find myself returning to a quote by Sharon Hodde Miller:

“…a woman’s breasts, hips, bottom, and lips all proclaim the glory of the Lord! Each womanly part honors Him.”

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What I’m trying to do is show how sexual feelings “proclaim the glory of the Lord!”

My protagonists, as a result of what they are feeling upon laying themselves bare or consenting to another’s touch, are undergoing an awakening. They are realizing that their reality is not as they thought it was and, thus, must choose how to respond.

Blindly

Not wanting to know what I will see, I close my eyes.

Blindly, I lay myself bare.

And I wonder: Is the scream trying to escape my mouth one of pleasure or pain?

A Fire In Her Heart

This night
She screams

In pleasure?
In pain?

And this night
A heart screams a word

“Run!”

On another note:

All art involving nudity or sexuality will be arousing to some extent because that is the nature of nudity and sexuality. If it does not arouse, it is bad art.

Asking a heterosexual man to not feel arousal at the sight of a woman’s naked body is like asking a person to not squint when they try and look directly at the sun.

At the sight of a woman’s body, a man’s willpower tends to melt away like a face that has seen the Ark of the Covenant…

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Fitting, since the Ark, like a woman’s body, is an enclosure for what is holy:

Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God?
~1 Corinthians 6:19

Which would explain the need for campaigns like Still Not Asking For It — the sight of a woman’s body can be too much for a man to handle.

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