First Piercing Ritual- Winnipeg, Canada
I'm sitting here trying to think of where to begin, because honestly I can't really remember where it began. I've been piercing for a few years now, every few months adding a new addition, but I had never really been involved in piercing culture. I pierced for my own reasons, and never really got involved in the community....until lately. I guess it all started when I witnessed Brent Moffat break the Guiness World Record for self piercings, he had just started working at the studio I've always been faithful to, and the owner of the shop invited me to come down and watch the whole thing. But that's an entirely different story, so I'll stick to the topic at hand. Afterwards me and Brent started talking and he invited me to come out to a party that him and his buddy Travis were going to that weekend, always willing to get and meet new people, I accepted. Once we were at the party, we easily got onto the topic of piercing and he mentioned that the shop was planning a pierc ing ritual in the next few weeks. Again, never being involved in piercing culture, I new little, even, about the existence of rituals, a bit confused I asked he meant by "ritual". He and Travis explained what the basic concept was, and I was instantly fascinated. I live for new experiences and didn't even have to think about it, I was in. The first problem was what was I going to get pierced. I didn't know this at the time, but now am quite accustomed to the fact that Brent isn't one of those guy who does things just half way.........the first thing that came out of his mouth was frenum. He assured me I'd only scream in pain a little.........again I didn't know at the time how much he liked to scare the hell out of friends when he knows they can take it. I was pretty sure I knew what a frenum piercing was, but felt the need to make sure we were talking about sticking a needle, followed by a barbell, through my penis in a room full of people I had never met before. I had been thinking of a genital piercing for a while, but never really thought I'd get up the courage to do it. But I figured if I was going to throw myself into a totally new experience, that I might as well go all out. I got to Metamorphosis at about 7 o'clock, Brent and Travis were already there helping set up the large lunch room with piercing tables and almost every kind of tribal instrument I had ever seen. I had bought a sarong earlier that day, to be more comfortable, and to make things run a little smoother. I still had no real idea what to expect, and was a little nervous about it, but decided to let go of my inhibitions and just experience whatever the night had in store. I changed into my sarong(the most comfortable thing I've ever worn by the way), and started meeting some of the other participants. Before long Brent called me over to his room to be measured for the jewelery. I hate using this word to describe myself, but I guess when it comes down to it, I can be a little shy, and now was faced with the reality that I was about to voluntarily be naked from the waist down in front of two guys I had just met, and soon enough in front of about 15 other people I couldn't even remember the names of. I took and deep breath and reminded myself that this is what I was here for, there was nothing to be embarrassed about, and it was all in my head. I got on the chair and flung open my sarong, of course, it wasn't anywhere near as bad as I had thought. Brent measured me, marked my frenum, and I back out talking to everyone. Diane, the owner of the shop, explained what was going to happen and how she wanted everyone to take part in the ritual. We started with some collective meditation, and then we all pick up an instrument and started playing djimbes and dozens of other instruments, each adding their own rhythm to the music. A few people began dancing and you could feel the energy in the room beginning to rise. Everyone kept playing, dancing and talking like that for about an hour or so, which flew by in what felt like a few minutes. Then the piercing began, me and Travis were the only two getting genital piercings among the belly buttons, male nipples, and lips everyone else were getting done. The piercers, Diane, Brent and Nadine began taking people to the tables and laying them down, the drumming kept going throughout the whole thing, rising and falling in intensity. With each peak in the energy of the drumming, the people on the tables were pierced. I had no idea where I fell in the line up of people to be pierced, but with each person getting up from the table, I knew it was getting closer to me. I had become so totally relaxed and comfortable in the atmosphere, that I had forgotten how nervous I was earlier that evening.......until I caught Brent looking over at me, sinister glint in his eyes and all. Nervous again. He took me over to the table and got me to lay down, I knew I had to relax, I closed my eyes, took some deep breaths and lost myself in the music. Travis, probably realizing I was a bit nervous, came over and put his hands on my ankles. I heard the drumming getting faster, felt the energy rising, and made sure my mind was empty of the thoughts of pain Brent had planted. I knew it was going to happen any second, I felt a slight pressure and then a sharp pinch, thinking it was only the clamps, I waited for the needle. All of sudden, Travis took his hands away, the pressure was gone and Brent put his hand on my shoulder and said I wa s all done. Amazed at how painless it was, I just laid there for a fe
w minutes, relaxed, and kind of laughed at myself for being so nervous for no reason. I got up, grabbed a drum and kept playing, feeling great about the whole thing.
Travis was the last to get pierced for obvious reasons, he was getting his ampallang, and both his nipples done simultaneously. Braver than I. He lost his clothes and laid down on the table, I returned the favor, and put my hands on his ankles. Drummers sped up, and I glanced at his face as all three needles went in at the same time, he took it a hell of a lot better than I would have. A pretty intense grimace of pain, but not a sound from him. Jewelery was in, and he laid still for a few minutes while the piercers made sure he was doing OK. Then he got back up, and we all began socializing again.
The night was finished off with another meditation session, then hung around talking for a while. Brent, Travis, and I, however, didn't stay long. We had plans to go to a rave that night and feeling pretty energized, I was more than ready to party. We had a great night at the party despite the odd, flinch of pain from me or Travis when we momentarily forgot about the fresh piercings and moved the wrong way. After the second time, I didn't forget again.
It was one of the most intense experiences I've had, and am absolutely looking forward to more in the future. Its kinda weird at first but absolutely worth the one of a kind experience.
submitted by: Anonymous
on: 22 April 2003