All I have to do is float in the tank? Is it completely dark in there? Is the water warm? What if I start to freak out? All of these questions ran through my mind as I embarked on an excursion into sensory deprivation. Traveling can mean many things: de-stressing, seeing old friends, or simply enjoying the scenery of a foreign region. This particular mode of travel wouldn’t be quite so literal. This was a journey into the mind, far more influential than any road trip or vacation could ever be. Traveling through my subconscious, floating, would send me down paths I didn’t even know existed. Thank you for joining me on this journey.
The subtle smell of incense in the air immediately struck me as I walked through the door. The Float Seattle staff greeted me quietly, and I quickly discovered the entire environment was meant to be a place of tranquility. I was led back into room #1, given some guidance and instruction, and left to begin my float.
Stepping feet first into the compact, rectangular tank, I slowly shut the door and submerged into the warm water. I floated effortlessly to the top; the water was intensely salted. Although I was anxious about how I might feel in this minuscule tank in the pitch black, I was soon overcome with relaxation. My entire body discerned its weightlessness in the buoyant water. Focusing on my breathing, I could sense my body rising and sinking with every breath…in and out…in and out. White and purple light began to gently shine through the roof of the tank. Vibrant purple cascaded down through my peripherals. A small circle appeared to form. Within that circle, it was as if smoke was moving in different patterns, eventually meeting in the middle, at the top, like two cells fusing into one. Focusing on this ever-changing pattern of light, time flew by. Before I knew it, music softly played, a signal that my first float had come to an end.