Although I had just missed an event, I discovered that their next gathering would be at Goodland Country Club, a naturist resort nestled quietly in northwest New Jersey.I was psyched to find a group of like-minded individuals.As I lay there, my damp bathing suit clinging to me, I distinctly remember asking myself, “ do I have a bathing suit on?” I started running around my house naked, just for the thrill of it, when my family wasn’t around.
I could not help but feel giddy and excited to experience yet another great weekend with people I knew and people I had yet to meet.
All of a sudden I was nude for the whole world to see. I was just sitting there, listening to the waves, feeling the cool breeze and the warmth of the sun all over my entire body.
I went back to the YNA website to learn some more about the group.
And while I was a little apprehensive about being naked in a full group dynamic, I decided I would muster up the courage — that was the whole point.
That very first YNA event was just what I’d hoped it’d be.