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James Smith Mar­ket’s Float Well offers sub­mer­sion into a space that’s been a site for relax­ation, med­i­ta­tion, and con­scious­ness-exper­i­men­ta­tion through­out the 20th Cen­tu­ry. The Welling­ton­ista takes a dip.

In Ken Russell’s barmy 1980 sci-fi thriller Altered States, William Hurt plays a psy­chol­o­gist whose hunger for third-eye-can­dy takes him on drug trips, indige­nous vision-quests, and ulti­mate­ly into the pitch-black silence of a sen­so­ry-depri­va­tion tank. Here the film — osten­si­bly based on real-life research — has Hurt’s char­ac­ter do bat­tle with his inner­most self, suc­cumb­ing to the rav­ages of his own id. He devolves — it can’t be over­stat­ed, this film claims its ori­gins in the real­i­ty of aca­d­e­m­i­cal­ly sanc­tioned research — into first a mur­der­ous cave­man, and ulti­mate­ly a rag­ing cloud of pure malev­o­lent elec­tric­i­ty. Spoil­er!: he throws it all away when he realis­es he’s head­ing to a state of being where­in he can’t fuck no more.

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Above: The Welling­ton­ista did this

If there’s a dark­ness in which Russell’s film can be said to have first been birthed, it’s that of John C. Lilly’s Restrict­ed Envi­ron­men­tal Stim­u­la­tion Tech­nique, or R.E.S.T. tank. Lil­ly — whose research ran the gamut from LSD ther­a­py to dol­phin-human com­mu­ni­ca­tion — devel­oped the tank in the 1950s as an exper­i­ment in depriv­ing the human brain of exter­nal stim­uli. The tech­nol­o­gy has since evolved but the essen­tial form remains the same. Today’s float-tanks, like Lilly’s, com­prise a sound­proof, light-tight space filled with heav­i­ly-salt­ed, body-tem­per­a­ture water. Like tourists in the Dead Sea, the body can’t help but float; and in the absence of stim­uli, the hope is that lying in the tank evokes a still yet deeply explo­rative state of mind.

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Wil­ful­ly sur­ren­der­ing your sens­es to the void evokes an uneasy fas­ci­na­tion, and the pop-cul­tur­al pres­ence of the R.E.S.T. looms large. The Net­flix show Stranger Things has a char­ac­ter enter the tank to access inter­di­men­sion­al pow­ers; in the ‘90s, the tech­nol­o­gy was lam­pooned in The Simp­sons and employed in the future-fix­at­ed com­ic-book epic The Invis­i­bles as a deliv­ery mech­a­nism for vir­tu­al real­i­ty.

Lilly’s tech­nol­o­gy also spawned con­sumer-lev­el self-explo­ration, though. Rid­ing the wave of the con­scious­ness-explo­rative ‘60s, the tanks fell out of fash­ion in the lat­er quar­ter of the 20th Cen­tu­ry. In recent years the curios­i­ty has returned along­side the renewed inter­est in mind­ful­ness and med­i­ta­tive prac­tise.

“Med­i­ta­tion is some­times uncom­fort­able,” admits Saman­tha Rozi­tis, co-founder of floata­tion space Float Well: “your foot will fall asleep, or your back is feel­ing sore, or if you lie down you’ll fall asleep instead of stay­ing alert or present. In the tank you’re try­ing to get into the same theta brain­wave state as you reach in med­i­ta­tion, but it allows you to get in that state a lot quick­er and stay in that state because there aren’t phys­i­cal dis­trac­tions. It gives you a space to relax quick­er and focus.”

Rozi­tis and her part­ner, Kevin Spacey (no, obvi­ous­ly anoth­er one) arrived in New Zealand from Cana­da in 2012: she has a back­ground in addic­tion coun­selling and yoga tuition, and he’s a struc­tur­al engi­neer work­ing on the Christchurch rebuild. Turned onto floata­tion by pod­cast­er and fer­vent advo­cate Joe Rogan (yep, the Fear Fac­tor guy), they saw a niche in Welling­ton for a ded­i­cat­ed, world-class floata­tion-space: “It’s some­thing that we’re try­ing to pro­mote more as a prac­tise than just a buck­et-list thing”.

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They out­fit­ted the upstairs space in the James Smiths build­ing with two large floata­tion tanks, with plans to add more; in the mean­time, Float Well aug­ments its floata­tion set­up with mas­sage and cran­iosacral ther­a­py offer­ings as well.

“Most peo­ple who go into the tank are going for stress relief and relax­ation,” says Rozi­tis: “an escape from their day-to-day lives.” But there’s anoth­er cohort as well: those who, like Altered States’ quest­ing elec­tric cave­man, “come for the explo­ration of con­scious­ness: the curios­i­ty of the mind.”

“Because you’re weight­less there’s no pres­sure points on the body,” explains Rozi­tis: “You may feel parts of the body that have been hold­ing onto ten­sion for years, or old injuries that have nev­er been ful­ly resolved, may feel ten­der. It’s an envi­ron­ment that allows you to scan through your phys­i­cal body, your emo­tion­al and men­tal state. Every sin­gle person’s float is dif­fer­ent.”

It’s indeed a unique sen­sa­tion to sub­merge in the salt water, pull the lid closed, and hear the gen­tle slosh­ing grad­u­al­ly sub­side as the body finds still­ness. The body gen­er­ates its own sen­sa­tions of move­ment, sub­con­scious envi­ron­ments drift­ing to the edge of con­scious­ness. Turn off your mind, relax and float down­stream, as ‘60s pop music exhort­ed the first wave of salt-water pio­neers.

The mind and body soon start com­mu­ni­cat­ing direct­ly, with con­scious­ness rel­e­gat­ed to some­thing of a bemused bystander. The head hangs heavy, jaw lolling open, eyes blink­ing in an attempt to dis­tin­guish closed from open. You show­er thor­ough­ly before and after float­ing, but the salt water bites acute­ly at the Mulad­hara and Svad­histhana chakras: a reminder that in here, the whole body’s just one big bob­bing ball of sen­so­ry stim­uli.

The out­side world may be out of sight but it’s by no means out of mind: shal­low-buried thoughts can’t help but come to the fore. It’s an envi­ron­ment at once out­ward­ly relax­ing and inward­ly chal­leng­ing, dis­solv­ing the bound­ary between men­tal thoughts and bod­i­ly ten­sions. Time pass­es quick­ly, and it can be hard to believe a phys­i­cal jour­ney hasn’t tak­en place.

Most peo­ple start out with a one-off hour-long float, but some of Float Well’s ded­i­cat­ed explor­ers pre­fer to sub­merge for up to three hours. This is a jour­ney as deep as you’re will­ing to go, and you may not get far the first time. But the phys­i­cal sense of calm after­wards, the sound­ness of that night’s sleep, are unde­ni­able.

Thanks to Float Well, Lev­el 1, James Smith Build­ing, 55 Cuba Street.