micro burn

This past weekend I had a socially distant burn at a nudist resort in the Santa Cruz Mountains and I had a blast!

The better part of the weekend was spent laying out by the pool in the sun watching naked people frolic in the water.

Of particular interest to me was a beautiful African American woman who brought her pet snakes with her and was often seen with a large albino boa wrapped around her body.

Things you just don’t see in the default world.

That’s why I love Burning Man.

Mentally, I’m always having to check myself and see if I’m in reality or a dream.

The wildlife was out and about during my stay and I saw (among other things) wild turkeys, deer, raptors, jay birds, finches and raccoons.

Of course, at the real burn there would be no wildlife, other than the burners who attend.

Burning Man is held on a dry, flat, alkaline lake bed and as such is really incompatible with life.

No, it wasn’t the same as the 80,000 person burn in the Black Rock Desert of Nevada, but it still held the mysticism of the Burn for me.

Because Burning Man is more than just an event in the desert.

It’s more than the Ten Principles used to guide it.

Burning Man lives in the hearts of the people it has touched and whenever two or more burners get together, there’s magic that happens.

Hugs are abundant as is authenticity and connection.

And I’d say my Micro Burn had that in spades.

Gotcha

Nudity does not equal sexuality.

At least not in my book, although I acknowledge that most of the world sees it as such.

But ask any nudist if nudity equals sex and the answer will be quite different.

I like nude resorts.

I love swimming and sunbathing naked.

It just so happens that when I do those things, I do them at a local resort where social nudity is acceptable.

The other day, I was texting a new man – a fireman, of all things – and I mention that I’ve been invited to a naked hot tub party with my friends.

He laughed, and assumed it meant freaky things were going to happen.

Typical, for someone who has never been to a nude resort.

Nude resorts do not equal lifestyle resorts.

It’s not a free-for-all-sex-party.

Actually, it’s quite the opposite.

People are more respectful and hands-off because everyone is vulnerable, without clothes to wear as protection.

I find men in the nudist community WAY MORE APPEALING than men outside it, because they understand the courage it takes for a woman to take off her clothes and walk around naked in front of other people.

Plus, and I mean this as sincerely as possible, no one looks.

Oh ok.

We look at first.

We give sideways glances but eventually, it just becomes nudity and it fades into the background.

So here I am trying to explain to this doofus that I’m not going to a sex party, that I’m going to a nudist party when he shuts me down.

“GOTCHA” he says.

Conversation terminated.

And I’m left feeling frustrated and misunderstood.

Such is the response of most unindoctrinated vanilla man.

And just like that, the conversation ended.

His loss.