Hey Guys! Last weekend I chose to expand my sphere of comfortability again (aka new experience). This time it was not by Fire.. see prior post (Can you hear me now?) but by Water!. I actually was in a pitch black room with just an oversized futuristic egg-shaped pod that closes up like a clamshell, swirling with 98.6 degree highly concentrated salt water for 60 minutes of good old-fashioned alone time.

Until now my idea of alone time was defined as hanging out, cell phone in hand, ear buds plugged in listening to the Greatest Decade of Music, all while sipping a beverage of choice, or curled up on a cozy couch with a 55″ HD TV watching football while checking my fantasy updates on my tablet. I mean that’s real alone time right???

Au contraire! After a quick shower, nothing on but a smile and earplugs I offed (Singapore term) the room lighting and shucked open the clam like contraption to unveil what I was hoping would not be my watery grave. As I got myself comfortable in a quasi horizontal position I must admit a small amount of  anxiousness (ok let’s be honest a boat load) crashed in as I apprehensively closed the lid.

The warm glow of the l.e.d. lights flickered off and the  melodic vibes of Tibetan gongs and bowls faded away until I was left with complete silence and utter darkness. I say complete silence but that’s not entirely true as I could still hear my heart thumping away like an excited canine wags their tail against your leg.

As I laid levitating on this mysterious saltwater solution I found it quite remarkable how effortless it was considering my body is not exactly made of feather like material. I tried to clear my mind of random thoughts, anxieties and meaningless trivia facts that kept running over and over again  like an Instagram boomerang. Let me tell you, it’s not easy to do. I really had to free my  conscious mind to fully be comfortable with the aloneness you feel. After a while I became at ease and my heart rate lowered to an almost cryogenic state.

The buoyancy to which you float is indescribable unless I guess you have done this before. Being present in the moment was so different, you tend to lose comprehension of time and consciousness. It was as if I was one with the water, considering that we are over 70% water it does make sense. Do you think this is what it’s like while we are  in our Mothers womb just floating around, hanging out, enjoying the peace and quiet (interrupted only by the bean burrito mom occasionally had for lunch) until we ultimately get dumped out into the oh so cruel world of gravity?.

The 60 minutes passed and I was brought back to reality with a bit more amplified Zen serenade which eventually morphed into a prerecorded human voice “Your Session is Over”.  It was like being awakened from a deep REM sleep when I fumbled for the light button as I had drifted completely opposite of where I thought it was. As I gathered my senses and my balance to be vertical again my mind was completely calm. After total relaxation and no pressure points totally afloat with no gravitational force bearing down on you was quite a new experience. As I reluctantly got out, a thought occurred to me that I had never had before. Gravity Sucks!

They had a chill out area with super comfy loungers and fantastic views complete with some warm tea to savour while you come down from your aqueous nirvana. The whole experience was unique and hard to describe as I think everyone will have different opinions depending on how much you are able to free your mind. It was so different that I will try it again. I know the next time will even be more enlightening as I now know what to expect.

I hope you enjoyed this post and I recommend you to Go Float Yourself! You are worth it! You might just find it’s a great way to free your mind of distractions and have some truly alone time.

Cheers!

Gary