By Mark Chesshir
Working at Float Nashville for the past 2 ½ years I have been able to take advantage of floating quite often. In the early days of our opening I was in the tank 2 to 3 times a week and as we grew it became less often. Nevertheless, every float has been an experience and a time of renewal.
I was asked to write about one of my favorite experiences in the tank to share with others. Although there are a few that demand a bit of a story, the one I have chosen to write about happened just about 2 months ago.
It was early morning and I noticed that our open tank was empty for the 11 o’clock hour. As it got closer and no one had called to book it, I decided I needed some time in the tank! If I remember correctly, Amy and Jessyka were here that day and it would not put anybody out for me to be MIA for awhile. So I showered and made my way into the open tank.
I am a little biased about the open tank room since I got to design it but normally, I still want to be in the enclosed tanks due to my desire for the “tradition”. But thankfully on that day I was destined for the experience of my floating life up to this point.
As I laid in the darkness I can remember thinking that I was tired and I should just use the time to sleep. But being one who has to keep things in order at Float Nashville I started taking time to stare in the dark at every area where light could possibly leak through. I hate when you have light in the tanks! I want to always experience nothing. No light. No sound. No smell. Just nothing. And I certainly want our clients to experience the same.
After being satisfied that light was not leaking anywhere into the room I started to stare straight up towards the ceiling. Not really thinking about anything but hoping I would get sleepy fast the next thing I remember was looking up and the wall behind me was slowing coming out over me! I thought that that was weird but I couldn’t stop looking at how it was moving and how slow it was moving. Then I started to realize I was probably dreaming and thought I should try to stay calm to see how far the wall would move.
The next think I knew the wall was passing beyond me and I could see the back of the wall! I thought that strange but kept wondering if anything was on the back of the wall. All of a sudden pictures started fading in and out of the wall as if someone was using projectors or a computer to make these images dance in different places on the wall.
At first it was just scenes of things like trees, oceans, gardens and scenes from my childhood when I had grown up in Korea. Then all of a sudden pictures of people were being added to the mix. People I didn’t know. But every once in awhile an image of someone I knew showed up. It was like one of the best presentations I had ever seen!
The wall kept moving out in front of me and then by the time the back of the wall was about even with the end of the tank the wall started coming back towards me. More scenes in black and white and in color just faded in and out until the wall was directly above me and I no longer could see the back of it. I was sad that it was ending and I wanted to see more but right as that feeling came the music came on in my tank room to wake me up. For a moment I was not sure if I was dreaming the music or not. It seemed familiar to me but I wasn’t grasping it to be anything but my thoughts. I understood the music and started to get caught up in it and was thinking about how I would play the parts and instruments of the song. Then I came too and my mind and body woke up.
I wish I could say I had a great revelation from all the pictures that were shown to me and I ended up having a profound vision that changed my life. But it wasn’t like that. I was just…wonderful and full of calm and enjoyment. I was at peace with myself and the world.