The Experience of being Naked

By Meena Iyer

In my childhood days I watched little urchins, opposite my apartment naked, jumping in joy in the little pool of water stagnant in the areas of land dug for building constructions. The sight of joyous little naked innocent urchins who had nothing to lose and had no identity to be scared of and their enjoyment caught my attention and I wanted to experience the same joy of being on with nature.

As years passed and I moved to US for further studies, the first encounter of being in a “clothing optional” beach transformed my awareness completely. We were students then and we just casually planned to visit one of the California beaches. We were unaware of this trend and even felt like leaving immediately. The beaches in California had a textile beach on the south side where it is mandatory to be in a swim suit but in the northern side the clothing is optional. We were from a conservative background and did not even dare to wear a two piece bikini. We strolled from one end of the south beach and walked to the north end taking courage, but giggling and feeling nervous at the same time. The sight of naked couples and singles guys and gals strolling in the buff made us blush, though the sight was pretty cool as to how relaxed every one was.

Soon I found myself wondering as to how to experience the bliss of being naked without catching anyone’s attention. The lack of privacy, gawkers and hidden cameras were definitely a show stopper for me in experiencing being naked, and one with the nature. We left the beach impressed with this new experience of watching naked folks enjoying the subtler aspects of life.

I was longing to experience nakedness with nature in a more solitude and secluded place where privacy is respected. I sought looking for a place where privacy is respected. I took courage and requested my class mate to join me in the quest of experiencing and feeling the divinity within us. My class mate was reluctant but once I convinced her that it is clothing optional place she agreed to give me the company. We visited one of the hot spring resorts but did not have enough money to stay in the rooms. There was, however a provision for bringing your own tents and to just pay for using the facilities. The place was all silent, meditative with the people polite and greeting us with ‘Namaste’ and I wondered where could his ‘Namaste’ be coming from all these American folks.

I later found out that there were lots of Yoga institutions in that part and they taught yoga and the culture of greeting. The hot springs required us to be completely nude in the pools and my friend initially stayed back as a spectator. I was also nervous as I headed to the dressing room to undress and the dressing room happened to be a co-ed changing room. I immediately stepped in to the rest room sighed, relaxed with a deep breath and slowly undressed and left my belongings in the lockers and headed out to the common shower with my eyes downcast. Then I felt the shower over my body and watching all the naked folks around felt electricity running in my spines. There were three kind of hot spring pools; warm, ice-cold and hot pool. My friend was giggling at me as I walked passed the shower naked in to the warm pool and just the feeling of the warm water over my body relieved all the tensions. I hopped from the warm hot spring water to the ice-cold spring water and I could stay in the ice-cold only for 2 minutes and immediately hopped in to the hot spring water and continued my meditative session hopping from one pool to another. The whole place was silent.

There was no sign of any sexual overtones among the seekers. The arousal of being naked or seen naked is just momentary and genitalia is just looked about like any other part of the body. It was very important to detach yourself from any Identity (Self), emotions, and intelligence and be with the experience of feeling the ‘Prana’ or subtle energy around you. The whole experience was rejuvenating and I felt a sudden flow of electric current in my body.

I felt transformed and experienced my subtler body. My friend later took courage and joined me. She said later that she too experienced the same transformation and that it was an experience of a life time. We will always cherish this moment. I remembered my grandmother preaching ’ Taking a dip in Ganges Spring water washes or cures ones sin’.

Meena Iyer is a fun loving, happy go lucky gal who loves nature and the green pastures and splendor of Mother Earth. She enjoys Arts, Music, Yoga, Cooking, Tennis and Billiards. Meena is a Software professional working for a multi national company. Her driving passion in life is to lead and champion the effort in reversing the Global Warming effect."

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