I feel joy being naked in the hot spring healing waters. Naked in silence. I’m in the company of others intending to relax and have a quiet moment. There’s an unspoken agreement to respect each other’s sovereignty, to move carefully, giving our sacred bodies a buffer of space with respect.

I like slowly walking down the steps into the pool. My nakedness submerges itself into the lighted water of the pool. I feel like I’m glowing in the darkness. My skin lit up by the vibration of the water.

The water rises around my legs and over my hips and belly. I feel it flowing around and buoying my breasts. Tiny soft bubbles form on my skin and release with effervescence when I run my fingertips along my skin under the water. Touching myself as the water touches me everywhere, I feel held, supported, hydrated, full and beautiful. I have always loved being in water.

The warm healing waters draw out my stress and tension. Everything slows down and becomes graceful, luxurious, and sensual. Walking slowly from pool to pool, I feel my wet thighs brush against each other. I feel the air on my nipples, my butt cheeks and my pussy. They are available to be seen, exposed to the night air and the water. I feel the bounce of my breasts and the sway of my hips.

The water feels alive, it’s thicker in some places. It’s hard to describe why water can feel thicker or thinner, maybe something to do with the current, the salt or sulfur content, or the way the molecules are resonating with each other. The current in the water excites me, a wave of heat sometimes passes by with a tingle.

The cold pool is chilling. Every centimeter of my skin calls out in shock and then contracts. The hot and cold extremes do something to me. I don’t know exactly what, but I love the sensations. I love how my body adjusts itself to accommodate these extremes. And then the peace that follows. I feel immersed in a jungle, naked in the elements, alive in the most natural way, and at home in my body.

My ears are wide open to all the sounds of the night. Water swirling and gushing, deep breaths and long sighs of personal pleasure and relaxation. Quiet whispers, hushed voices. The crickets sing, the bats flap their wings with excitement, the stars sparkle and some fall brightly with flare, and the moon silently rises. All celebrating the darkness and alive in the night.

There’s a sound healing happening in this valley tonight. I’ve exited the pools, but still feel these waters dripping, flowing, gushing, trickling, babbling and then still, silent, full, and soft. I lay naked under the stars and feel each pin prick of light observe my body with love. The North Star is exactly above my 3rd eye and just 323 light years away.

I feel her energy drawing me in, pulsing inside me, yes, exactly where you’d want to feel a pulse like that. A man sits down nearby and takes out three large crystal bowls. Without a word, he starts playing them. I was going to leave, but I lay back down, so grateful for his beautiful sounds. The singing crystal bowls went on and on, time stood still. I felt the crystal bowl vibrations deeply in the bowl of my pelvis. I imagined all my chakras shining, twirling, dancing with joy.

I wanted to be even more open and receive even more of the vibrations. I opened my legs and placed the soles of my feet together in a baddha konasana pose. I felt the vulnerability of opening my pussy to the stars in the night sky. I am supercharging my vulva with the night air, the starlight and the big shooting star energy. My pussy finds resonance in the crystal bowl vibration, in the vastness of the starry sky, in the watery wetness, and in the freedom to be naked, open, safe, and innocently feel the pleasure of this freedom. I love the feeling of falling into the forever sparkling deepness.

What my nakedness means between me and the stars is so private and intimate. There are no words for this feeling. The space to feel all of this is a luxury I will never forget. This perfect moment is a blessing, an alignment of being in the right place at the right time. The sound healing of life is always happening. This was a divine experience of bliss.