NSFW Warning
This blog post is not intended for minors.
Contains AI generated depictions of male nudity.
Also, I discuss male anatomy, talk about our junk and refer to intimate stuff.
Proceed at your peril.
What to Expect at our Nude Meditation Group
Q: What happens at a men’s nude meditation group?
A: Nothing you can’t tell your mom.
Q: What will I see at a men’s nude meditation group?
A: Nothing you can tell your mom.
There you have it! We’re just a bunch of dudes who dislike wearing clothes but we do like to meditate, so we disrobe and disengage. Together.
Social Nudity
There is something special about being naked with other men. In fact, strangers can quickly become friends when they share a non-sexual encounter completely naked.
I may have mentioned this elsewhere in my blog, but I believe clothing creates a barrier. Whether it is between you and the world around you, or as a layer that lies between you and Reiki energy, it is there.
When I started exploring nudism and naturism, I quickly recognised that I was craving a more social experience. Running around the house with no pants (the shirt had already been discarded as soon as temperatures rose above 26 degrees Celsius) was great, but it was a crying shame to have to do it alone! At that stage I was still very shy and afraid that I was the only pervert who wanted to walk around naked all day. So I did it when I was alone.
By the time I finally got to share nude experiences with others, it was still very much a “naughty” thing; guys would take their clothes off and we’d get our rocks off. This was not altogether unpleasant, but the divide between nudity and sex was not yet there, and therefore the overall experience was not as fulfilling.
But it eventually got there! I soon realised that to be able to separate sex from nudity, I had to venture into either mixed or predominantly heterosexual environments, and in particular official nudist gatherings. Although I did not attend every event, it did help me to make the shift from “naked equals sex” to non-sexual nudity.
It was very satisfying! I was still able to enjoy sexual encounters when I wanted them, but now I could also just let it hang out while hanging out!
Starting a Men’s Nude Meditation Group
Although I was able to connect to a few people and go to Sandy Bay on the off occasion, I felt I needed a platform so I could facilitate nude events more often. After all, as a very social creature, I did not find it very fulfilling to have one nudie event every year! It was like knowing you could have a slice of delicious cake, but you first had to drive 50 kilometres to get it every time you wanted it.
For a few years, a walked around with the idea of starting a group meditation, but I was never clear on the details: was it going to be for men, exclusively? Where would I run the events? What is the risk to my reputation if I had to blatantly advertise it?
These, and other excuses, courtesy of my ego.
And then my Father passed away. It was sudden, unexpected. And over Christmas! We had to arrange the funeral after New Year’s Day. It meant I had to travel up to Pretoria, stay with family for a couple of days, and then come back straight after.
You know the thing with funerals and the death of loved ones, right? It rattles a few bars on the cage, shakes a tectonic plate or two and gets you to reconsider a few things. The fact that it was my Father added (or maybe removed?) a layer: closer to autonomous freedom! Although he was really a kind and gentle man, I was programmed to fear him and anything I do that went against his beliefs could incur his disdain. But by then I had already publicly taken to wearing skirts on a few occasions, not to mention my refusal to go to church, so why was I still so worried about what he was going to say?
I don’t know.
However, in the few days before the funeral my mind was made up and I had drafted the first Facebook invitation for my new group. Elford was okay with the idea, and it was a go-kart ride down a hill from there.
So, you got a bunch of names for a group. Now what?
I had to start laying down a few ground “rules”. The nude meditation group was meant to celebrate and at the same time transform attitudes around nudity and especially social interaction while in the nude. Elford and I are not in an open relationship plus he was no longer interested in nudism, and I knew I had to take him into account when I set up the group.
So, with that in mind, I had to think many thoughts, rewrite them a few hundred times, before I could present my idea to the world. This has been the work of a two-year journey and below are some of the ideas that I have found, that are of concern to many guys who want to join the group. Bearing in mind that the group is open to all who identify as male, this article is meant to help anyone understand what goes on at our sessions.
“I really want to join your group, but… I’m very shy”
One of my Dad’s favourite maxims was “Skaam is ‘n aanwendsel!” (translated: being shy is a learned behaviour).
These words suddenly took on a whole new meaning for me, as I was typing! When I was still a toddler my Mom told some strangers one day that “He’s shy!” That scene has lived in my head, rent and duty free, until my mid-thirties. I came to realise that I was never really shy, I just believed that I was because of what my Mom had said about me.
Learned behaviour are based in beliefs, and beliefs are based on experiences. The best way to break the behaviour, is to recognise the underlying belief, where it originated and then changing the behaviour.
There is a wonderful exercise I do for guys who are not yet comfortable with taking their clothes off in front of others. It is a ‘pattern interrupt’ and uses a gimmick to occupy the prefrontal cortex of the brain (the OVER-thinking part of the brain) so that you can stop a certain behaviour. The simplest method is to count backwards in your head from five to one and at the same time doing the new thing.
So, for instance, we would start by taking off our shirts while counting backwards.
Then the pants.
Then the skants.
And voila! You’re nekkid!
Am I Going to Tell Your Mother?
My Mother knows. My brothers and their spouses know. Hell’s bells, I even suspect my nephews know!
But that does not give me or anybody in our group the right to tell on YOU!
Some men crave healthy male bonding, despite being heterosexual. Others need to stay fairly anonymous for professional reasons.
Whatever your reasons, I will not tell anybody outside the nude meditation group that you are part of our meditation group, unless you tell me to.
I also do NOT permit any recordings, cameras, videos, photos or microphones at our events. All phones are turned to silent – preferably aeroplane mode – and packed away. As you can see, I’ve had to resort to AI image generation so that I would not have to ask permission of anyone in the group to pose for a photo or two. your privacy is my priority.
Touch-A-Touch-A-Touch-A-Touch Me
Human touch is important. Skin-to-skin contact apparently has many benefits, but I haven’t done too much research on it so I am only going to make mention of it.
But having said that, our sessions are not a touch-and-grope fest. In an attempt to make everyone feel safe and accommodated, I do not really advocate physical contact once the clothes come off.
Not all of the guys are single.
Not all of them are gay (or bi).
Not everybody’s Love Language is physical touch, like mine.
And some are just there to perv.
But if someone has given consent to be hugged naked by another member of the group, I allow it, keeping in mind that they are to keep in respectful. No groping, grinding and overly sexual behaviour is allowed.
No inappropriate touching also means that no one is allowed to sit and fondle themselves. Men (not just gay men) have a penchant for engaging in fondling their nethers when they want to indicate their desire for sex. If you are concerned about someone engaging in this kind of behaviour, you may rest assured: this is NOT allowed!
What if I show up hard?
That stick has a mind of its own. I know that, you know that. And that is okay.
I would like to give you the assurance that when you take off your pants and Willie suddenly decides to stand at attention, you should not feel ashamed. It is natural, it is okay.
NO ONE is allowed to feel ashamed because of something that your body does. Normally at a public nudist event or camp you are required to sit down or to lie down on top of the boner, and to cover it up. But since we are all grown men, I really don’t see the point… or, I do, and I do not want you to suddenly run away like you are Adam in Paradise, ashamed of his nakedness before the Lord.
If it would make you feel any better, I have found that when I actually point it out – saying something like “Hi guys! I’m Nico and this is my hard-on! He’ll probably calm down in a minute” – it helps to calm my own nerves. Once the tension melts, my body also relaxes and things usually go back to their relaxed state.
At the same time, if you see someone with a stiffy, honour his body and allow him the freedom to enjoy a safe space. Do not point it out, but rather wait for the other guy to either point it out himself or let it flop down in their own time.
Also, keep in mind that we will not be entertaining our hard-ons, so leave it be!
I see willies. Willies, everywhere!
Having been brought up in a textile society (how nudist refers to people who prefer to wear clothes), we are often deprived of the visual of another persons naked body.
It is actually rather funny being in a nudist environment and noticing how many times everyone’s eyes quickly darts in “that” direction. We are not used to seeing each other naked all the time, so curiosity kills the cat every time.
The male appendage is a curiosity for most people: its size, the shape, colour, its companions, ball 1 and ball 2… The curiosity is mostly about how we compare with each other. Did you know that “crotch spotting” is something that ALL men do, but in a study it was found that straight men are most likely to check out each other’s packages in and out of clothes. Yes! And their motivation for ogling their buddies bulges? To see how they measure up!
In my group, I allow the guys to look at each other’s junk. As long as you do not intrude on another person’s personal space, make any funny remarks about each other’s stuff, it’s all good. After all, it is just another body part! Haven’t you checked out someone’s nose before? Do we not look other people in the eye to notice the colour of their eyes? Do we not sometimes comment and compliment other guys on other physical features?
Why should Willy Wanka be any different?
What About Hygiene?
If you ever get to visit a nudist resort, you will be required to adhere to a code of conduct. This comes from years of experience where people had come and gone, and people quickly learned what was acceptable and what was not.
One of the rules at any respectable nudist resort is that you are to have a small towel with you everywhere you go. But why?
Quite simply put: for hygienic reasons!
Our body is covered in all forms of unseen creepy crawlies. They are under our armpits, living in between our eyelashes and eyebrows, the scalp and even in the ear canals! Each person’s collection is unique to his or her body, and those critters are there to make sure your body is protected! Yes, they are (for the most part) necessary.
But when your body’s critters come in contact with another person’s body, it could upset the balance and have some minor consequences… or some BIG consequences. Skin outbreaks, infections and rashes may sometimes result. In the event of fungal infections, some are not contagious, while others are easily transmitted through physical contact.
And some may even stay behind on any of the surfaces that you plonk your naked ass down on.
That is why I ask each person to bring along their own little towel, blankie, yoga mat or bum pillow! Your ass might be wiped clean, but the next guy may have some mobility issues and can only wipe halfway. Or a new member may experience mild arousal and end up with a leaky todger which then leaves a snail-trail wherever they decide to sit down.
Bringing your own towel gives a 60% chance* of protection against coming into direct contact with someone else’s juices.
You’re welcome.
Pay-What-You-Can
Right now, most people are walking around with worries about the world’s current economic crisis. It is everywhere, and we are reminded of the state of affairs just about everywhere.
Back in 2019 I had the brainwave to offer all my therapies for one month on a “Pay What You Can” special. The idea behind this was two-fold: to see if this could actually become the payment model for my future offerings, while at the same time making my therapies available to everybody.
Right then the idea did not float, so I dropped it.
Still Not Sure?
I get it: you’ve never done it before and yet you are very curious. Something inside of you gets excited about the idea, but you just don’t know if this is the thing for you.
Don’t worry, I got you!
Just join us for a session. You can keep your undies on at your first visit and if you would like to come again, you can take it all off. How does that sound?
Ready to get out of that comfort zone?
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