The Nature of the Wild

Explore The Nature of the Wild

...and find a side of you you didn't know existed for the very first time.

For those Gay Men and Straight alike, that like to Swim in the Nude, being wild is in their nature.

Whether you are in the wild, or want to be wild, try it if you haven't done it.


Skinny-Dipping

Join a gym where you can swim in the nude. The're out there. There's nothing like it. Ignore the fact that this specific gym may be a bath house. (Unless you don't want to ignore it! Don't ignore anything you don't want to.)

A Lunar Event

So much of our lives can be mapped by the stars, and moon. And...

For when there is a Moon...

I advocate for swimming by the light of the moon. Or, at least candle light. Yes, at least that.

It's amazing!

What could be more fun in the buff? And don't let anything come between you and those gentle rolling H2O molecules, as you swim sans-swimsuit, in a heated pool;

your own; or someone else's. Depending on who is inviting who. When times are tuff, you can do without.

Be surrounded by palm trees in an open-air pool. What could make one more tranquil? But don't take my word for it.

Just be!

Yourself.


Can you think of a nicer person to get acquainted with?

Join The Aqua-men of Texas.

Or, join someone you want to be with. Just be sure you are expected if you are going to swim in someone else's pool. There is nothing more akward then stumbling upon an un-expected guest. Even one who is well-loved.

Wear goggles in the water...and nothing else. Don't patronize a beach where you can't do that. In fact, don't patronize anyone, especially yourself. Is that any way to spend your precious time on this planet? Blue-green wasn't a fashion statement. You wouldn't catch a fish wearing a bathing suit. And if you did, you would throw it back. Wouldn't you? You weren't born in a three-piece suit. Re-introduce yourself to the water. Feel the currents that drive you forward. And listen to the silent symphony of the Universe.

Life's a Beach

I am thinking of Black's Beach near San Diego, CA, where the waves of the Pacific lapped the sandy shores of a vanishing type of freedom, at least in the U.S. What comes to mind is a volley ball game that beach-goers of both sexes were playing in the nude. This was several years back before the change in the Cahill Policy. Someone elses' values can strike like a truncheon if you let them. If you let them do it, that is. Perhaps freedom can be a value we share?

Just Be!

Be who you are. And if need be, kick the closet door on your way out!