Jackies letter to Go Natural Magazine

2010-08-13(Jax had this on her blog, but it was lost when she left for a while, breaking the links that I had made from the forum, so I'm posting it here, so that I can redo the lost links.)________________________________________________________________________________________This is a copy of a letter I sent to our Go Natural Magazine...thought it may help :)Naturism,nudity,nudism, call it what you like...it put the fear of God into me. Anyone that could walk around naked let alone socialise naked in my eyes could only be one thing...a pervert, a deviate, someone not quite right!. BUT..here lies the opening of not only my eye's but my mind, so sit back and perhaps you may enjoy reading about my ride from "Textile" to "Naturist."Having met the love of my life, I thought life could no longer throw me the proverbial curve ball..I had all I could ever want, a man that loved me and a man that I loved, but whoa up...that curve ball was bearing down at me at a rapid rate. It started slowly, a few hints here,an Internet site there,and the odd, "hey honey this wouldnt be so bad would it" thrown in for good measure. This old prude was less than pleased; I called him everything from an exhibitionist to the much more forceful pervert.No way Jose was I going down the Naturist path that he was so intent on becoming a part of. However after much cajoling (and with my mind firmly decided that it just wasn't going to be a part of our lives) and a trip of 20 minutes all the way in stony silence between us, we arrived at "that" place. Sadly the initial visit was far from congenial, my man, my safety net if you like was whipped away from me, and I was serendipitously (in my mind) paraded from camp site to camp site to be introduced. I hated it...I WANTED OUT OF THERE! Some months later (God only knows why) I decided to try once again. It could not have been any different if I had of wished it.There was no pressure, everyone was exceptionally friendly, and I was actually made to feel welcome and a part of this little community. My man and I then rented the cabin for a week of total bliss, there was no-one there just he and I and the sounds of the cows lowing in the back paddock, birds chirping gaily every morning and the scent of pure fresh air. Slowly during this period of awakening, I came to accept and perhaps understand the Naturist way of life, the bliss of clothes free living: it was a true awakening for me.We now own our own little wee cabin, and we spend many a pleasant weekend amongst real people who have become real friends. I'm still not quite "there", but I am making head roads, and we now have a wonderful,active social life. Thank you to my man and to those that have taught me that it really is a natural way of life.And just as an aside.....I was sooooo very aware of every flaw of my body, from the cellulite to the stretch marks to the scars from numerous operations, to the flabby skin from massive weight loss.....but do you know what? Not once have I seen the perfect body at our club or any of the other clubs we have visited.....There is no perfect body, I have finally discovered that....start at being nude together at home, lock the doors pull the curtains and just enjoy each other's nakedness, build up the trust from there, perhaps you could even venture out into your backyard, make it fun pack a picnic lunch, spread a blanket down and enjoy the sunshine, gentle gentle little wee steps towards perhaps a day visit to a club close by. Just my humble thoughts but I do so hope it helps.