Can I be Naked Here?

Dearest Amigos,
How are you? I hope this finds you well and happy, your heart filled with passion for life and the chatter within our minds calm a little more each day and bring us presence. I noticed last night walking on the beach the difference between walking on how my mind can go and go, and then stopping and how my mind pauses for a while before chattering on. But then yesterday morning I noticed that in the being active I could direct my mind to the ocean, to my foot steps, to the coral and the present much easier as I walked and that my mind wasn’t so present when I stopped, but in hibernation or some kind of strange halt, not the present pause of beingness.

So what can I say, it’s beautiful here, I wake up each morning around 6:30am, I draw back the curtains to see the amazing ocean before me, the sun coming up, the palm trees blowing in the wind. I have a glass of juice as I sit and read or write, and prepare for class. I step out of my room and within a few steps a halting thought comes over me, “am I dressed properly? Is it ok to be topless (nude) here? Is this ok here?” As I look around and confirm “yes you are at a nudist resort, it’s ok to be nude. You are fine, go”. It’s so funny, how even after almost 2 weeks I’m still checking in and making sure I’m not walking out into my front yard nude or something. Or what even funnier is before I cross over to the “dark side”, that is what they call the clothed side over here, I step through the gates and immediately look down to make sure all my bits are covered. Though I just spent 10 or 15 minutes getting dressed, there is still the fear of being in the wrong place with no clothes on and thinking I am in the right place, YIKES! So funny!

I leave my room, go for a walk over the coral beach, not a barefoot kind of beach, I come back to breakfast, which all the waiters now know what I like and they just confirm it and bring my drinks of juice and green tea and I go get my breakfast from the fruit buffet.

It’s time for the Rowdies to leave, I will miss them, they’ll all be gone by tomorrow! Half of them are already gone. Man oh man, I have grown so accustom to them being here, how much fun they are, such happy, loud, loving people and all so very connected. They have all known each other for 5-7 years mostly. Every year coming down at the same time to play together-do karaoke, have cowboy night, cross dressing night-which was one of the best night, imagine this-men in their late 50’s to 70’s in 4 inch stiletto heels with stockings, tight form fitting pants, or mini skirts, wigs of bright blue or bouffant, little crop tops to show their bellies, fake boobs that feel real (that some of the got caught at the airport with and embarrassed some of the inspectors!!!!) and make up. It was hilarious to see these men walk in these shoes, they had to walk with their wives so they didn’t fall forward most of them. They have lingerie night for the ladies and I think it’s called leather night where everyone wears leather, in this humidity, good luck getting the leather off!

One night was bling bling night, after a day of Mardi Gras festivities and real Louisiana gumbo made fresh from one of the men from there. Well I didn’t bring costumes for being here, never thought about it really. One woman decided I wasn’t bling bling enough-which is anything sparkly and bright or that blinks with lights. So she offered to loan me her extra bling bling outfit of a blue mini skirt, that has a slit up to the elastic that holds it on, with a clear, 1 ½- 2 inch gab between the front and the back flap and a top low cut and covering the essentials with costume jewelry here and there blinging for everyone to see. Of course I didn’t bring any 4-5 inch heals so I was barefoot with man Mardi Gras beads from the day of flashing people as they went by. But since we were already naked we had to cover our breasts and then show them to the people as they went by in the pool! So we got throw loads of beads. At the party I was given light up beads, it was fun as we gambled the night away with fake money, putting down our smallest bills of $500.00 at a time. There are things you can win at the end of the night by how much you won, I just gave mine to this man who desperately wanted to win.

The last few days I have taken on a few private sessions, how nice to work with couples on specific things! So beautiful. It has been even more opening for me to coach people that are ultimately in love with each other. It’s like working with honeymooners they have been together for up to 27 years. Wanting to know what else they can learn about their relationship through Tantra, what can they heal and do to even closer, to be more open, loving with each other, and to have more pleasure. I have to stop and think from time to time “this is what I’m getting paid for”, it’s so beautiful, I almost cried watching a few couples together in my classes together. It was just so heart warming.

Ok, get this, something so mind blowing, I’m still excited and wowed by this. Some how Playgirl, yes PLAYGIRL heard I was down here. How they found out about me I haven’t a clue. But they did and they contacted the resort and want to interview me and whilst doing that they want to interview them as well and publicize it out of their circulation of people of 90,000 people. I asked the manager, how they found out about me and he said “I assumed you told them”. I giggled at that as I have no contact with them. He said “they found you somehow and it will be good for the resort if you want to be interviewed”. I agreed to it of course, what fun. But man oh man, open and the Universe comes in and takes you by storm. I told him I think I’ll be teaching with my clothes on that day. You know, just in case I run for president one day it wouldn’t look good for me to be naked in Playgirl. ; ) That will happen in July. They’ll be sending a couple down to take my class and take photos. I’m excited, what an amazing year this is turning out to be.

I went into town earlier this week, and it was pretty funny in some aspect, oh town is Play del Carmen. I hopped off the bus and found a little hole in the wall place and had a lovely lunch of beans, rice and tortillas, just want I wanted, nothing like that at the resort. I love Mexican food, I think I must have been Central America in a past life as man oh man I love their food! Yummy!

Walking down the street seeing a pharmacy that sells all kinds of things but the main thing I remember is Viagra, right there on a permanent sign on their building, along with several other things. A retail seller said this woman as she passed by, “ok it’s now my turn to rip you off” she just giggle off. I went down an alley way to see this huge sign that said “Night Club, Gay”, well at least you can’t mistake that, not like you can accidentally walk in there thinking it’s a straight place and find your same sex coming onto you, could be exciting though, yet unexpected!!! I like how clear and blunt they are down here. Like this other man I have met, “I can be your husband while you are in Mexico and then you go home and when you come back I’m your husband again”. So funny, of course there would be no ceremony, but I’m sure the consummation of the marriage I’m sure would be rather encouraged! : )

Some man on the street came up to me saying “I’m from Guatemala” and put his hand out to greet me, now this really freaked me out, if you know anything of my history with Guatemala you will understand, if not, well you can read more about it one day in book form, when I’m done with it. I kept walking, thinking that maybe the travel guy down the way told him I’d been there, as we’d had a long conversation about travel and in some places they tell everything to people so by the time you hit their shop they know everything about you, it’s freaky.

I walked on to see all kinds of American food places, McDonalds, Burger King…..and then Dairy Queen, oh yummy. Well I couldn’t resist it was hot and it was calling. I had the best Blizzard I’d had in years, but then I haven’t had one of these in hummm….maybe a year, some time in Thailand I know I had one. A rare treat for me! When I finally got to the point I could be in any city any where in the US I turned around and headed back, the Guatemalan still tried to pull me in to his shop and others did too.

I went for a walk on the beach that was just beautiful, very crowded with people from all over the world but still just stunning with the clear and clean blue-green water that was nice and warm to the skin. I plopped my down beside a German girl and had a chat, went for a swim which was heaven, laid out for a bit talking some more to the girl, just relaxed, it was nice to be away from the resort for several hours and even more great to be on a beach I can walk on, our beach at the resort as coral and it can be a little rough on the feet, yes even my feet that are used to being naked and worn a bit!

Today is my day off, I’m off to go snorkeling at one of the locals favorite spots, so it should be a nice day in the water. I may do some kayaking as well on the “dark side”. It’s pretty amazing to me, that they can have all-inclusive places like this, you pay nothing, for anything, you snorkel or kayak, it’s free, you drink 20 drinks a day, it’s free, you order anything on the menu and it’s free. The other side is so much cheaper then this side, but I’m not sure if they drink as much as this side does. As they have lots of honeymooners and families, but it’s 18 or older over there.

I noticed when I went over to the dark side for dinner last night for a few times now in a row….what is it about people with clothes on that they wet the toilet seat, but when you have no clothes on the toilet seat stays dry. I think the clothed people are so scared of germs they pee above the seat and spray every where and the unclothed just don’t even care about that. And I don’t see anyone breaking out in any kind of disease on the naked side! Anyway, something to think about I guess. One man said to me the other day, “you can’t be stuck up and be naked, that is why everyone talks to one another”. That is true, haven’t met one stuck up person yet here, maybe shy but not stuck up.

I am loving the calmness the ocean brings to my soul. Walking yesterday morning was a delight to my being. Truly a special thing happens at the ocean for me.

I am off to go play on the beach and in the water. Have a gorgeous day and may your heart be happy and healthy.
Much love and many hugs, Heather

More photos!

Yummy photos of the critters all about, the beaches, ruins and me! Mucho Amor, Heather

Tulum, Gorgeous Beaches, Fat & Happy Great People!

Dearest Ones,
Wow, this place is pretty incredible. No, not only because I get to be around nude people all day either. And yes, to answer some of your questions-yes I am nude-swimming nude, eating nude, I’m even teaching topless-all fun, yes yes yes!!! And no it’s not a swingers place, there is no open sexual contact. But what is amazing is most of these people are mid 40’s-late 60’s, high school sweethearts, still in love, show great affection toward each other and when they look at each other or talk about one another it just blows your heart so open, you mind a reeling and your body thrilled that this can still be.

These amazing nudists are any where from Nebraska, to California, Mississippi, Florida, the Dakotas, Oklahoma, Louisiana, to any where else you wouldn’t think to find nudists, but they are all here and they love it here. The come 1-5 times a year, spend 4-14 days here at a time, and unwind from their stressful jobs of being doctors, self employed, artists, more doctors, gynecologists, therapists, all high end, stressful jobs. They come here, drink, party, have fun, laugh a ton, hug and kiss on each other as friends do sometimes and they just enjoy each other, let go of work, some won’t even talk about it. They talk about their kids, the ones that know they are nudists and the ones that don’t, the friends that know about it and the friends that don’t, and even the few that have no friends but here as they have no time for friends but when they come away. So work hard, play hard. They make a lot of money to come down here and relax, paying any where from $150-$600.00 a night. It depends if they are part of a club or time share.

And for me, I have taught a few classes now. My first class I had 3 couples. Man oh man it was hard to get them into this work, connecting on a deeper level. For some it’s a lot of work and they don’t want to work. So focusing on playing, relaxing and just loving each other is what they can handle, so the meditation stuff, humm…..it may have to wait or stop or pause for the right group. But it was good!

The Rowdies are all here now and here the other group told me how scary they were-loud obnoxious, breaking things, etc. But honestly you couldn’t meet a nicer group of people. They are truly so much fun to be around. I’ve found a few to actually talk to about nutrition with, health, diet and things we both love. I’ve made some great connections and we are trading book names, ideas, etc. Now I’m meeting people, like this morning a woman who came to my class for the women’s class that may have me come to teach this work to her clients since she is a therapist that works with molested women.

But there is nothing not to adore about these people, they laugh, they play, they are open and just warm hearted people. In fact they have deemed me a Rowdy group member now. I guess it’s because the other night chose to go to the disco and the right songs came on and I busted a move and that was it. Everyone went a little crazy about how I dance and how no one dances like me. All of them were committed in that moment to come to my classes. All it took was me dancing for them to open, invite me in and to want to come to my classes. So now I have a new family-the Rowdies!!!

The staff that is here is also so very lovely, very kind, warm hearted and generous people. In their smile you can feel their soul and appreciation for life and their work. Though they don’t “take care” of me as they do the other guests-as I get that they see I’m not used to being “take care of”, they allow me to just do my own thing and only come in when asked to take care of something for me.

I have made some great connections with two absolutely soulful massage therapists that are truly loving, peaceful and blissful beings-they ask me all kinds of questions and they laugh with me and they are just a delight to be around.
I’ve already had one proposal of marriage by the main bartender. Sweet guy, but I don’t think so, as much as I love this place.

So the people down here are amazing and as one woman put it “the people here are fat and happy”. It’s true, they don’t care, so much, that they are fat, they are happy with their lives. Yes they’d like to be lighter but they don’t feel they need to ruin their happiness to get it. They are happy with their partners, still in love after 16-40 years of marriage and still make love any where from once a week up to a few times a day in their 60’s! Talk about giving inspiration to people. I taught a class this morning the drew tears to my eyes. I felt so much love coming from these people for their partner it just seeped out to the whole room and it was glorious to witness. So delicious.

Sunday was my first real day off, after breakfast I took off to Tulum, the bus ride was great, easy, air conditioned, everything is flat around here, yet green. I didn’t even really get it until I was there that these are the first Latin ruins I have been to since Guatemala. It was funny, it was actually hard to leave the resort as it’s so comfortable and to just read all day would have been wonderful. But what I saw and what I experienced was so much better for me, to get the passion of travel in me again, to explore something new, on my own, to see these old ruins from back I guess from the 1500’s. And then…….I saw the ocean, OH MY GOSH, I haven’t see anything so gorgeous. I was trying to think of that area in Tasmania but I think this place beat it, not the beach, but the water colors of blue, green to dark blue in the distance, the sand being lifted and swirled and moved around by the water. Once I got in the water…OOO La La….. how absolutely lovely it was to feel it’s warmth on my skin. I wish the ocean was this nice where the resort was, but then there’d be no reason to leave.

Honestly I’m so happy I got out to play, as it made me realize how much I love Latin culture, how lovely the people are. I cried a few tears of seeing the beauty of this culture again and how much I have missed it and how I relate to it. I am tired of staying away from it, time to embrace it and can see myself living in Latin America and would to. Especially speaking Spanish, I love this language.

The beach, humidity and the lull of the ocean calms my heart, brings passion to my full being and I am just calmly happy. I very peaceful and loving experience. Wouldn’t mind staying a while.

I had no idea also I was so close to Cuba, it makes me want to hop on a boat-only a 30-40 minute ride over, OH YES!

Ok, I’m sure I could go on and on and on….you get the point. I am enjoying it here, this morning was the best class yet, and it’s so nice to just get up and choose to wear clothes to breakfast or not. Over the next few days I’ll be exploring new areas. I’m loving being inside these walls of the resort and out of them.

It’s funny to think how much free time I have and it really doesn’t feel like all that much either, between teaching, preparing for class, talking to people about my classes, trying to get some reading in, eating-which takes up some time if you eat slowly, swimming….well not much more time left to do the things I thought I’d do-write on my book, do some research, watch some of the videos for my work. Plus everyone wants me to come down and party with them at night-oh boy, no thank you not on most nights. They stay up to 4am. I’m wiped out by 11pm or 12am, with all the sun we get, but then I’ve never been a good night person. What a rough life!!! Funny isn´t it! Well I asked to travel internationally with my work and here I am, gorgeous beaches, water, people and teaching! I was thrilled everyone loved that class today, really loved it!

Today I’m off for a massage and reading all day and some pool volleyball, should be a great day. Wish you were here.
Big hugs and love to you, Heather

ps. I forgot to tell you each night they dress up in costumes, and wild outfits that you see in speciality stores or Fredricks of Hollywood and prance around showing off all their stuff, it´s quite impressive. Fun group!

Mexico, Catching Up, GRATITUDE & PHOTOS!!!!

First photo is of the outfit I made, second photo is of me all made up for the Tantra DVD with MAKE UP ON! YIKES!!! The rest are the limo, my room and my view!!!
Hola Lovely Ones,
How are you? I hope you are well, your heart is happy and your soul is dancing in every moment!
I AM IN MEXICO!!!! On “business”! Funny that, what does a work holiday look like. I’ll try to describe this place to you throughout this, but hummmm….except for being here I’m not sure if it will come across but maybe it will!
So much to catch you up on! The past weeks at home have been really amazing! Intense but amazing! Many new things showing up in my life- more work with incredible people, met a colon hydrotherapist that is just incredible, she allowed me to sit in on a session with a regular client of hers, that was really fun and showed me a lot of how everything works in that industry-all kinds of lovely ideas now swimming around my brain!!! I have started back sewing again and that has just been so much fun, I sewed my first dance outfit, it’s been years since my last one. I taught a class on Blissful Connections the Friday before I left, it focused on touch, it went swimmingly. No one wanted to leave. But I finally had to gently nudge them out at 11:30pm as I had a 9 hour day work the next day. I love being busy but sometimes it gets a little hairy!
The past week I was at home was especially crazy, have you ever had one of those times that time is flying by and you hardly any time to really realize what is going on, since life just says “I need to get this done, now this and this”. I am finally getting to stop and breathe now. I am in Mexico now. Oh how wonderful down here.
The flight down was great, I left at 12:25am, arrived Mexico City at 6am (a 3 hour flight with a 2 or 3 hour time change), I had a 5 hour lay over, by this time I hadn’t gotten any sleep but rest. I got on the plane to Cancun, 2 hours away and arrived there at 1:34pm (my body time 11:30am), so I’d been traveling for 11 hours by this time, I went looking for my ride, this cute little Mexican guy showed me the way to this other guy and he directed me through the heat of the Mexican humidity to a long silver limo. I stood their thinking “this is for me, wow!” Talk about style! I sat in the back with all the mirrors on the ceiling and on the side of limo with the bar on it, alcohol, sodas, grey upholstery, jamming out with the driver to all kinds of great music. The driver was great, he saw me back there taking photos of the back of the limo, yes like a little kid, he stopped the limo and took some photos of me. He was a lovely man and a lot of fun.
I watched the flat, green, lush Mexico go by, people looking at the limo as we drove by and about 45 minutes to an hour later we arrived, with me almost asleep in the back at the hotel. Here there are lots of coconut trees, the air is filled with the perfect amount of water, the heat was just luscious to my skin and everything seemed calm, relaxed and mellow.
They took my bags, I hugged my driver, he asked when I would leave and when I told him July 15th he was surprised. I do hope I get him on the way back to the airport!
I got in to the desk and they had no idea who I was. I sat there waiting until they found the right person to know where I go, sleep, and who knows who I am and why I’m here. Oh it was funny, though I was pooped. By this time I was wiped out, sweaty and in dire need of a nap and bath.
Finally the manager came by and knew exactly where I went. So I went from the clothed side of the resort, through the guarded gates of the nudist side, and then the thickness of lush, wet, greenery was all around me, trees, grass, fruit trees…such beauty…
Wow, right now this moment lightning just struck, it’s 8am, it’s stunning looking out over the dark blue and light green waters as the lightning rod comes down through the grey/blue clouds!
Back to when I arrived. It was 2:30pm. I couldn’t get my room yet so I was shown around. This is interesting. First the nudist side and where I would be teaching. So loving feeling, people bonded, sat in small groups playing games, laughing, sharing, having fun and touching each other on the back. Going to the clothed side, which I am welcome to go to, everyone was separate, lonely, in their own worlds. What is it about clothes that keeps all of our walls up, our protection and boundaries up? Is it because we are dressed as the lawyer, hair stylist, doctor, that we just can’t get past that and into our playful, fun, down to earth selves? I’ve seen this before, it’s pretty amazing to feel. So very lonely over there and it was nice to be back on the other side.
Though I sat there eating my first meal with my clothes on and burning up, but I was much to tired and sweaty to go take off my clothes, so I just sat there, as the nudist tried not to look over at me-later I realized they were wondering if I was in the wrong place or if I was writing a book, or on business there or if I was a single not ready to be naked. Oh it was great hearing what they thought of me and the stories they made up. Our minds are so vivid.
I had asked the manager how it was to work around nudists all day and he said, “After a while you don’t even notice they are nude”…..later he said “see, you don’t even see it any more”. I got what he was saying…it is true. Well, except when you get talking to them and they make direct conversation of their particular body parts-tell more on this later.
So I finally got into my room at 5pm or a little past. I wasn’t even aware of how tired I was any more, I was past it. But this room….Oh what a room!!!! How romantic! White cloth hanging from each corner of my bed, the bathtub was the best, it’s a huge Jacuzzi tub filled with bubbles and with flower petals shaped in a heart. The temperature was perfect to just glide into and wash away the past 17ish hours of travel. From the room and the bathtub I can see the whole resort that has a pool and a river that goes in front of all the rooms on the bottom floor. And the beautiful ocean, the lovely ocean that laid out there to feast my eyes upon so scrumptiously. Perfection really. There are little huts for people to lay outside without getting burned right on the ocean, you can get a massage right out there looking out onto the ocean as well, what deliciousness!
So I sunk into the bathtub and just let everything just drain off me. The trip, the tiredness, the nervousness of what this was going to be like and how I was going to connect with these new people. I drifted into a zone between consciousness and sleep, until I felt my head drifting back and further back and I came to realizing I was about to sleep in the tub. So I got out, looking out all the windows to the outside, the blue green ocean, the sun hitting it just perfectly at sunset, though we don’t get the sunset side, the clouds were stunning. Bright whites against the blue sky that was dimming.
I had an amazing salmon dinner that night, walked on the beach and went to bed at 10 and woke up at 9:30am. I was pretty darn pooped! The sleep was just what I needed.
I got up and went down to talk with the yoga teacher, who she teaches everyday at 9am. Then I went for a walk, over to breakfast of yogurt and fruit and granola, while they played traditional Mexican music.
The waiters and everyone was just so friendly. I could feel their warmth and heart in their service, eye contact and one of them actually touched my shoulder-YES! Touch, Yummy!
I had a woman come up and start talking with me, telling me how everyone wanted her to come up to me and ask why I was here, and what I was doing here all clothed the day before and if I was in the wrong place. Another woman told me later if she’d known that I was waiting for my room she would have let me sleep in her room. Man oh man, how kind, I told them it’s because I had clothes on, untouchable and unspeakable. Pretty funny!!!
This first day luckily I just got to relax, adjust and do a bit of nothing but catch up on rest, talk with everyone, play water volleyball, none of them wanted to leave me alone-all of them wanted to talk to me about my work, bummed they were leaving in the morning, maybe they’d come back before I left and how they loved I was teaching this work. The funny thing is they all feel that the other side, as they call it, “the dark side” or the clothed side, needed my work much more….which as the day went by and the stories kept coming I think they are right.
Some of them were soft swingers, or doing all kinds of things that you just don’t think you might do in your 60’s and 70’s. But then that goes to tell you we can do anything at any age.
One man was great, he told this joke, he pushes out his belly and says, “See my baby elephant…….you want to see it’s trunk”, pretty funny!!!! He says some people can’t handle that joke but this crowd is different, he’s right there. They talk about their tan lines, well everything really…I’ll just leave it at that. It’s funny.
I had a few women start promoting my work, it was great, they already want me to come back, how beautiful! So nice to be wanted and feel so warmly welcomed. What a great first day. Volleyball was just heaven, how fun it was to play in the water. That was a blast.
People pat each others bottoms, one guy pats a woman’s breasts, she says “that’s not my bottom” as she giggles. I love that being nude makes them more touchy feely, the women hug the waiters, though I haven’t seen any of the nudist hug other nudists…but it’s only day one and the great thing is everything is taken in love and fun. People sit on each others laps…groups of people come together.
Some of the people here come 1-3 times a year, they come at certain times to catch certain people and other times to avoid certain groups. I’ve already been warned that Saturday a group called the Rowdies come in and they are hard partiers. I’ll see how that goes. They will fill the whole resort practically. There are 43 rooms and they’ll take up 30 rooms and 10 other rooms will be filled with other guests. So I’ll go from peaceful, quiet guests to partiers.
So that has been my experience thus far. I’m sure I could tell you oh so much more but I’m sure this enough for now.
I’d love to hear from you. Hear how you are? Anything up and new for you? Live your bliss!
For me this past week I have woken up in a place of gratitude, for the people in my life, the places life is taking me, the connections I have made in my life and just how life is. It’s powerful to feel gratitude so strongly, it’s a beautiful feeling to open to so much too. I love this expansive feeling of gratitude.
I feel this place will be a good place to meditate, go in and give some of what I know to people that can really enjoy it. That feels really good.
Today I teach my first class. Should be fun!
I send you hugs and love, Heather