I’ve been attending clothing-optional pagan gatherings for many years

naturism-family-photoI’ve been attending clothing-optional pagan gatherings for many years. While a few people go nude all the time (and almost everyone skinny-dips in the pool), and a large minority of women go topless, the majority of the people stay fully dressed. While nudity is accepted at these events, the few full-time nudists definitely stand out as a tiny minority.

Now, I’ve always loved being nude. I’ve been been a secret naturist since I was a kid, a home nudist since college, and a social nudist for about 5 years now. I’ve gone on nude hikes and canoes trips with my nudist club, where we’ve encountered textiles. And I’ve been going to pagan gatherings for 20+ years, and have always skinny-dipped in the pool. I’m totally comfortable being nude among textiles now – so long as their are other nudists with me.

But it took me a long time before I became bold enough to go skyclad all the time at pagan gatherings.

That’s because when I do, I’m often the only person nude in my local vicinity.

Even now, after many years of going skyclad as much as weather permits, I still need to work up some boldness to do it when 95% of the people around me are wearing something. It’s totally different from the sense of naturalness in being nude at at nudist club. There’s a definite feeling of being the odd one out, of being exposed, of fear that people may react negatively.

In fact, I’ve only had negative reactions once – from pagans who came from another country where clothes are definitely NOT optional, even at pagan events. Everyone else has always been accepting. Most people never appear to even notice that I’m nude (though I know they do) – and the few that do mention it are always positive. (Though sometimes jokingly. When I came out of the non-CO dining hall once and didn’t take off my pareo immediately, one friend asked if I was okay or not ).

When I go skyclad at gatherings, I quickly become comfortable about being nude among textiles. But I’m always aware that I’m in a very small -and highly visible! – minority. I still have work up some boldness before venturing nude into the crowds – just like I used to have to do before walking onstage in front of a huge audience.

However, I always work up that boldness, if only as a point of honor. I’m one of the few actively nudist pagans at my local gatherings, and I want to provide moral support for other people who may want to try it too – but like me, don’t want to be alone.

Many years ago, I watched the few always-skyclad pagans at gatherings, and wished I was brave enough to join them. It took many years, but finally, I did. I feel that I would be failing them if I didn’t continue their tradition.

And maybe, with luck, I’ll inspire others to become nudists, just as they inspired me.

my first ever time going really nude with other people around

naked-russian-familyMI guess I’ll do my first posting here since it asks about another first time thing. Ok, I’m Nathalie and my first ever time going really nude with other people around was two years ago when I was in high school. Four classmates and I went out to this small lake on one of the boy’s grandmother’s farm to go swimming during the summer (obviously). All 3 of us girls had swimsuits under our shorts and tops so it didn’t start out to be a skinny-dipping trip, just a place to swim. The two guys had cutoff jeans shorts and tshirts and they were going to swim like that (minus the shirts). Anyway, after we were there for awhile we really liked it because nobody was around and it was like a private little lake on private property. One of the boys was joking and said he should have brought some cards so we could play strip poker and one of the other girls said you don’t need cards to play strip poker, you can do Rock/paper/scissors and the loser has to take something off each time. The winner can challenge anyone they want to. The more they talked about it the more they acted like they were really going to do it. I was the quietest because I was probably most shy of the entire bunch and also I was self conscious about myself to the point I even dreaded taking showers in gym class in front of other girls.
They finally decided that one boy and one girl (luckily not me at first) would do the rock/paper/scissors thing and we’d play until somebody lost all their clothes. It couldn’t take long for SOMEONE to lose because I figured the girls are all wearing a two piece swimsuit and the guys either had one or two pieces of clothes on, I didn’t know if they were wearing undershorts or not.
Anyway, to hurry it up, the boy lost the first round but when he took off his shorts he still had undershorts on. So the girl challenged the same one again to try to get him totally naked but he won the second time so she had to take off her top, and so it went. Each time something came off it was thrown up on the rock at the edge of the lake so it wouldn’t get lost in the water. The funny part was everyone was standing in water pretty much up to their chest so the guys were pretty well hidden when they got naked and the girls just kind of bent their knees enough to keep the water level higher than their breasts when they took their tops off. Everyone continued to play until everyone was nude and I really felt pretty giddy about it and actually liked how it felt to be outside with absolutely nothing on.
The swimming and horsing around was fun and the longer we were there the less everyone tried to hide under the water. By the time we had to get out of the water and leave, all five of us were standing naked up on the rock together retrieving our swimsuits and shirts without making any effort to cover ourselves with our hands.
It was pretty strange to me to recognize that I felt LESS self-conscious standing with 2 guys and 2 other girls totally naked on that rock than I did in the school shower with girls in my gym class.
Since I was 17 then I didn’t get a chance to go nude in public again until I’d graduated from high school and started in college. On Spring Break nine of us went to St. Martin and spent 5 days at Orient Beach last year and that was the most fun yet!
If nothing else, I’ve learned that a tall, pale, skinny red-headed girl doesn’t look any worse naked than I do in a swimsuit, so why bother to wear one? I hope this posting is ok with everyone and I’m not breaking any rules or whatever. THANKS!