Moving on and finding less and less to be embarrassed about.

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Moving on and finding less and less to be embarrassed about.


Annual physical at Dr Joel Weinberger’s two mornings ago. Enter the hospital gown. Dr J left the room. Got naked as requested and before putting on the gown, it hit me. If someone walked in accidentally, who cares?

When you feel good, have seen pretty much everything, and are comfortable in your own skin, what is there to hide or be embarrassed about?

It was a moment. A bona fide, I-am-growing-tired-of-feeling-afraid-so-who-gives-a-rat’s-behind-if-anyone-sees anything.

Seriously, it would only be a matter of minutes before a latex-gloved, lubed up finger checked for prostate abnormalities.

It was a cool moment to reflect on right now.

Not the probe, the gown and nakedness epiphany.

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By jeff noel

Retired Disney Institute Keynote Speaker and Prolific Blogger. Five daily, differently-themed personal blogs (about life's 5 big choices) on five interconnected sites.


  1. At home it’s interesting living with teen ladies who are very private and aware of their bodies. Where, I on the other hand, have morphed into the mind set of, we are all the same. Not that I strut about in all my glory but I will dash to the bedroom from the bathroom for a forgotten shirt etc… Usually I’m caught and the exclamation of MOM! is heard. It makes me laugh.

  2. Patty, may we all come to a place where we fear nothing, except the devil’s incessant temptations to convince us our devotion to God is no fun.

  3. Amen indeed. I pray for the devil to someday (soon) see the light.

    If your goal isn’t impossible, you’re not reaching high enough. 🙂

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