Utter bliss. Zen and centred. Calm. Grateful. Ecstatic.
All it took was an hour to myself.
An hour free of obligations, to-do list and laundry piles.
But like a lot of us I don’t have that much time to myself. In fact, the last time I had a completely free hour was during a prenatal massage when I was 37 weeks pregnant.
Well, that is, until last Tuesday when I found myself floating in warm, salty water in the dark.
No, there wasn’t a blackout while I was taking a bath. I was purposely floating in the pitch black. I was in a sensory deprivation tank and loving every single second.
So what is floating?
Floating or floatation therapy involves lying in water that is warmed to your skin temperature, with 600kgs of Epsom salt. This enables people of all body types to float effortlessly.
‘The float pod is designed to also eliminate all outside distractions such as sight, sound, tactile sensations, and of course, due to the extreme buoyancy of the water – gravity, so you will feel like your floating in space losing track of where your body ends and the water begins. Once you are settled in the pod, it is virtually impossible to distinguish between parts of the body that are in contact with the water, and those that aren’t, in effect “tricking” the brain into believing that you are floating freely in mid-air.’
Some of the benefits include relieving body pressure and stress, increasing circulation throughout the body, achieving mental stillness, releasing dopamine and endorphins, and all over relaxation.
You can read more about floating here.
As I entered the room, the tank glowed and peaceful music played softly. I was nervous but excited. I shut the door and showered before stepping into the pod (with just a tiny bit of trepidation). I put my ear plugs in, reached up and closed the hatch.
This was it. There was no turning back.
My hour was starting and it was just me and the water. My thoughts and my breath.
As I laid down the water moved and I bumped the sides a few times. But before long I settled into a comfortable floating position. With my eyes shut, I breathed deeply, listened to the music and did my best to let go of everything that wasn’t needed in that moment.
When the silence descended I whispered to my soul. I’m here. Take me wherever you want to go.
And go we did.
I started with a mini chakra meditation (inspired by Belinda Davidson) and as I moved through each chakra I kept feeling pulled back to my sacral and solar plexus chakras.
Although floating is designed to deprive you of your senses I found the whole experience to be strangely sensual.
I might not have been able to tell where my body ended and the water started, but I felt completely at one with my body. I felt connected to my feminine, womanly energy. I was buzzing and so content with the moment.
I felt so happy to have this body as my home.
With the space that the float provided I realised something that I know but often forget. And that is, that we have the power to create whatever energy we want to bring to the world. We can harness whatever energy we want. The energy and the feeling comes from within. It’s not something that should come from external influences.
Since then I’ve been asking myself a few questions:
How do I want to feel? How can I get in touch with that feeling, reignite it and then shine it out?
I was worried that the hour would drag by but the minutes passed far too quickly. I could have easily spent another hour floating in the tub.
I still have two floats on the voucher that Luke gave me for Christmas. And even if I don’t have any huge realisations or introspective journeys during my next two floats, I know I will love them anyway.
Having an hour to myself is something so sacred and special these days. And I cannot wait to get back into the float pod.
Have you tried floating? Did you love it or hate it? Let me know in the comments below.