Naturism: The Family We Never Chose
The moment you step out of your clothes, you inherit a family you never chose.
Not by blood, but in a social context — a vast, multi-ethnic, multi-generational family that stretches across the world.
And like every family, it is complicated.
The Family Table
In this naturist family, all the archetypes are there:
The Grandparents (Elders) who hold the stories of courage and survival, but sometimes struggle to release the past.
The Parents (Clubs and Organisations) who provide structure and guidance, yet too often cling to control.
The Children (New Naturists) who bring energy and fresh ideas, often misunderstood or dismissed.
The Cousins Abroad (Global Naturism) whose traditions enrich, but where definitions and even translations sometimes collide, sparking confusion and disagreement.
The Golden Child — the venues that shine in the spotlight.
The Black Sheep — controversial, forcing the family to define its values.
The Rebels — refusing to conform to outdated organisations, daring to build anew.
The Peacemakers — invisible hands holding the fragile bonds together.
The Forgotten Ones — small clubs, lone naturists, minorities who remain loyal but unheard.
Around this table, there is joy, solidarity, laughter — but also rivalry, jealousy, backstabbing, and gatekeeping.
The Truth of Belonging
You cannot curate this family. You cannot choose the siblings you like and discard the cousins who irritate you.
To be a naturist is to accept the whole picture — the warmth and the wounds, the visionaries and the saboteurs.
This is both the burden and the beauty of naturism: to see humanity laid bare, in every sense of the word.
But do not worry — most of the issues arise at the level of groups or organisations. When you actually meet individuals, you meet people who are, in the vast majority, nice, friendly, supportive, and genuine.
The Question for Us All
Every naturist, every club, every organisation has a place at this table. But where?
Are you the elder, guarding tradition?
The parent, organising but controlling?
The child, impatient for change?
The golden child, enjoying privilege?
The black sheep, testing boundaries?
The peacemaker, holding fragile unity together?
The forgotten one, loyal but invisible?
Where do you sit? Where does your organisation sit?
Where NRE Stands
If NaturismRE must take its place at this table, it is the Rebel Relative.
Not the rebel who storms out in anger, but the rebel who stays — refusing to pretend, refusing to be silent when dysfunction festers.
Yes, rebels are misunderstood. Yes, some will whisper. Yes, they are attacked with words, and others will try to discredit their actions.
But without rebels, families stagnate.
With rebels, transformation begins.
NaturismRE imagines a future — and lays the first stones to build it.
The question is not just where NRE stands.
The question is: where do you, your club, and your organisation stand in this family — and are you ready for what comes next?