Once inside the temple, two "temple worker" women led me to a private locker room. One of the women pointed to a locker and instructed me to hang my beautiful white velvet wedding dress in it. I did as directed while looking around with curiosity. Due to the secretive nature of the temple, my parents had given no instruction or warning of what was about to take place.
As I stood by my locker, the women brought out a bowl of scented water and placed it on the ground at my feet.
"You need to remove all your clothing." I was instructed, not asked. For a few seconds I wondered if they were serious.
They were! In spite of my embarrassment, questions, shock and discomfort, I stripped down to my bra, panties and slip. One of the ladies said again, you will need to take everything completely off. My hands were trembling so badly I had some difficulty. The onlookers just watched with what seemed to me a bit of impatience.
As soon as I was completely stripped, the women began to wash my entire body from the bowl of water on the floor.
Though I felt very uncomfortable and even violated, I didn't dare to speak up. After all, who was I? What did I know? Surely these people knew more than I. Besides, in Mormonism, it's drilled into your head not to question, no matter how ridiculous things seem.
If this was not distressing enough, as they were washing my nude body, they touched each breast, naval and one knee while praying over these parts of my body. Lord only knows what whispering prayers they may have cursed me with. I should state here that Temple Mormons no longer have to be stripped down and be washed by strangers, though they still touch parts of the body with anointing oil. With the advent of the internet, the secret ceremonies "came out" and became a PR problem for the church, forcing them to cover up many of their strange and occult practices.
Remember that bullshit line from Hillary about how the Clintons "struggled to pay their mortgages"?
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