Nearing Skyclad

She walks the path of night, barefoot, down the soft path strewn with petals the trees’ flowers have offered her. She wears a filmy gown, barely there, nothing much at all between her and the caress of the air upon her skin. The breeze plays with her hair, and stirs the scent from the flowers that remain open at night. For this summer night is warm. The moon has retreated into her sickle self, and the stars call her to come dance beneath their flickering light. She will, this night, conduct ceremony skyclad, something all witches do at times, but perhaps you may not know it for many do not speak of this rite, keeping it only between themselves and Nature.

When she reaches the secret part of the woods that sent its invitation, she will step out of anything that lies between her and the elements.

With that disrobing, she enters into the full experience of intimacy between herself and the earth, the air, the fire, the water, and the spirit. Each of the elements she will experience with all of her skin, all her senses awake and alive beneath the stars.

When we do this, we return to an honesty and trueness of self. There is no jewellery, no decoration, no adornment, for none is necessary. We connect in the same way we came into the world, naked and alone, and it is in this way we can become closer and closer with the worlds and powers of magick. There is an honesty, a vulnerability, and an acceptance to this act.

She makes her nakedness the offering, her willingness to be seen by Spirit, and awaits the revelations that will come in return. Too long did she feel she must cover all she is. No more. She is free and bare beneath the slender moonlight.

A time for honesty, truth, nakedness of the soul. No pretence, no false masks or bravado. A lack of personas and exaggerations. What remains when all pretence is stripped away. The beauty of great vulnerability. The seeking of the core truths of who and what you are.

Fear of revealing who you truly are. The many walls and layers of energy and protection that have become encumbrances. A sense you do not like to share the truth about yourself. Being adept at keeping secrets. Trust that grows slowly and dies quickly with you. Inhibitions, shyness, fear of judgement around the body. Shame around being naked, being seen. Ambivalence about different forms and functions of the physical.