“I wasn’t really naked. I simply didn’t have any clothes on.” Josephine Baker
A lovely email written to me by Jim during the heyday of beginning naked yoga in New York City. I attached a photo of the time referenced in his email to me.
I was in the city today at the Javits Center and say the sign for the High Line, so being that I had never walked it, I did it today.
At 14th street, I noticed that I was at the location of those roof top nude yoga sessions that you had. It brought back some fond memories of those ground breaking times, most likely never to be seen again.
It looks like that building has fallen victom to the wrecking ball, but that area has gone thorough so many changes, I can not be sure.
That was such a cool thing to do and was well worth washing off 50 years of NYC dirt of my skin and my mat. (I never did get my mat clean so after that, I used it work on my motorcycle)
Please have a wonderful Christmas and I hope your new year is full of fun and adventure and may our paths cross soon.
Sweet article about the typical first time jitters to a naked yoga class. The author sites however that Bold and Naked Yoga is NYC’s first co-ed class and is obviously unaware of the long history of teachers and co-ed nude yoga in NY.
“Naked yoga probably sounds weird and crazy to many but if you take the time to understand it (and maybe even try it!) I bet you will see how it has the ability to be very beneficial. It was (and is) to me. The first time I tried it I had only done yoga on one or two occasions because I had to for high school gym class. Being naked in front of total strangers was not something I would ever consider doing. But when I found out naked yoga existed I thought this might just be that outside-the-box remedy I was looking for to help me overcome all the insecurities I felt about my body.
As a boy growing up playing many different sports I always felt like I was too small and too weak which sent me down a self destructive path full of drug use, depression and suppression of the negative feelings I had about myself and my physical appearance. It wasn’t until I discovered naked yoga that I felt comfortable enough to embrace my body and feel good about the way I looked.
Raed the full story HERE
Had a beautiful last swan song of summer weekend with the fun-loving members of Young Naturists of America. Here’s a great article written about those weekend whose hi-lights which featured two naked yoga classes, one taught by Anya Castellano and the other a naked partner yoga class taught by me!
“Such a subtle yet powerful word: naked. It cuts away the veneer, the facade, the superficiality, the false front of society, the hypocrisy, the impotent armor protecting the cowering soul. It liberates, it exhilarates, it frees one to take in the full feast of all senses. It reveals all, the true confident nature of god-people who have better things to do than build false pretenses. It is the final throw down, the “all in” at the poker table, the note on the wall that says, “I’ll fight anyone in the school, any time, any place.” It’s the one true test of character, of both pride and humility, of honesty and challenge to dishonesty.
God, how I love that word!”