Damn. I already failed.
Last week I spent an hour and a half floating on an epsom salt solution, closed inside a dark, quiet tank. Reminiscent of a space pod, the tank was about eight or so feet long and maybe four feet wide. It was just tall enough in there to sit up and too dark for me to see my hand two inches in front of my face.
Bzew! Bzew! Bzew! (Those are space laser sounds)
Anxiety!
But, Project 100 is all about trying things that make me a little uncomfortable. And I've been wanting to see what the hype is about for awhile.
I made an appointment two weeks ahead of time; they were booked out solid! If popularity is any measure of how great the float would be, I had lots to look forward to. I was met by a delightful woman when I arrived. She took a full ten minutes to explain everything and answer all of my questions. She said that the tanks are actually used as treatment for people who suffer from claustrophobia. She told me that they are really comforting once you're in there.
So I climbed in with the little optional neck pillow, closed the door, and flipped around a little in the dark. On my stomach. On my back. With pillow. Without pillow. Damn! Water in my ears! But I came to favor reclining on my back with no pillow. The water just holds you. It embraces you. "I'm back inside my mom's womb," I thought. And I really thought it! I felt safe. I missed my mom. I thought about being a child and remembered what it felt like to surrender your care completely to someone else. I remembered when I didn't know how shitty the world could be and when it was all okay because my mom was 100% on my side.
Peace.
But! I was not claustrophobic in the slightest. Oddly, the pod felt vast once I was floating in it.
When I left, there was a man at the front desk. He said, "how was your float?"
I told him honestly, but not in a complain-y way. And he assured me that my experience is common with first time floaters. He offered my 50% off my next visit and urged me to give it one more try. I probably will. I really want to like this and I don't think I quite mastered it enough to come to a fair verdict.
And in the end, it was worth it for those few moments of true security. It is hard to explain, but nothing else in the world matters when you are floating.