Two weeks ago, it snowed in New York City. A beautiful blanket of white. Then, this past week, it rained torrentially — a beautiful blanket of wet. Neither, alas, the ideal climate for outdoor topless book-reading (or outdoor topless much of anything else). What does our noble band do on days like these?
We meet indoors. And what do we do indoors? Well, a bunch of different sorts of things, but one of our favorites is to work on our strength and serenity, since both of those are a) in short supply and b) much needed in the world today. So on the eve of the big protest marches in D.C. and New York (and every other place on the face of the planet), a dozen of us went to learn yoga and Pilates from Willow, the instructor/owner of New York’s Naked in Motion.
This wasn’t a special naked session just for us, by the way — as the name suggests, Naked in Motion is all about the naked. (And about the motion, of course. But that you can get at any yoga class.) There are weekly co-ed nude sessions and monthly women-and-trans-only classes for anyone more comfortable in a single-sex environment. Boundaries are respected (and politely but firmly enforced), to ensure a positive experience for all. If you’d like to try it yourself sometime, or just for more information, you can write to Willow at firstname.lastname@example.org.
And if you’re a body-positive woman in the New York area and would like to join us for one of our events (can’t promise it’ll be yoga — but it’ll be something cool), drop us a note: email@example.com.
Either way: get naked. And savor both stillness and motion.