A Week in Big Sur

I spent the first week of December in Big Sur, going to the Esalen Institute for a Deep Tissue massage workshop. It was my first time down there and I've been wanting to make the trip for some time. I've put it off because it's the type of thing that's best done with a boyfriend. I thought it would be kind of lonely at times being in such a romantic place. I was right, but I had a wonderful time nonetheless.

The Esalen Institute was a trip. I was expecting something a little bit different. It's very communal and I've never really experienced that before. Wisely, I stayed off site. I would've gone crazy if I had been immersed in it 24/7. My motel was really nice with WiFi, yoga mats, a huge slate shower and a gas fireplace. Very modern yet rustic at the same time. I'll go back again. I enjoyed the mineral baths on the first day at Esalen, but after looking at some of the other bathers, decided that I didn't go for sharing the same water, mineral content or not. Still, on the first night, I had a bath all to myself, looking out over a bright moon reflecting on the ocean - breathtaking. I also loved the shower that they had there. Overhanging the rocks of the cliff, as you're above the ocean. It was just such an incredible feeling to be a part of everything. It was also incredibly erotic. I would've loved to enjoy it with someone.


For an open minded place as it likes to think of itself, I still managed to shake up a few people. Everyday was sunny and warm and I laid out on the massage tables sunning. Everyone was nude in the area, so of course I was too. People just aren't expecting incongruencies in someones genitals and their gender.

All in all, it was a wonderful trip. I'm spiritually recharged, I learned some great massage tools and had a great break from the city. I had a lot of time to think and feel more focused on my path from the experience.


Driving back, I couldn't resist the opportunity to take a few nudes along the coastline on Pacific Coast Highway. An advantage to being alone was that I stopped at every point that I wanted to. I saw this one particular spot with a sign marking "Coastal Access". I parked, climbed a good distance through brush and scraggly stuff in a tanktop, miniskirt and flipflops to finally climb down some rocks and reach the coast. I got naked right away and started setting up the camera. I became really paranoid though, because my purse with my wallet and phone, my MacBook Pro, my clothes, etc... were all in my trunk. I feared someone may pullover, break a window and steal my stuff. Worse yet, they could walk down and discover me naked playing along the rocks - probably not cool. So I got a few frames and decided to get back on the road. I still had fun and got a few good shots.

I did have a fantasy come to mind as I was driving along those breathtaking views. If I can get over the embarrassment, I'll put it on here ;)