Float Tanks: Gateway to Infinite Being

"The sensory deprivation chamber has been the most important tool that I've ever used for developing the mind, for thinking, for evolving..." -Joe Rogan

Yuba Float
Yuba Float

"The float tank is like a gateway to infinite being" -Michael Hutchison

As far back as my memory stretches, floating on my back in water has been my favorite thing to do. My daughter Mycelia, pictured above, takes after her mama and her grandmama in her desire to be surrounded by water whenever possible. I'm known for my epic bath taking, I've had near orgasmic experiences swimming in the Yuba river, and in my most epic Big Dreams I have been floating on my back in water.

When I was a adolescent I randomly watched the movie Altered States on T.V. It's a really bizarre film and I don't remember much of it, except that the dude turned into a monkey and it featured isolation (or float) tanks. And I was captivated. Since that moment, over 20 years ago, I've deeply desired to experience one. It's so many things I love in one! Water, floating, quiet, going inward. But I'd never heard of one being available to the public, accessible by me, and over the years I let the possibility of it fade from my consciousness. Until recently.


Isolation tanks were invented by John C. Lilly in the 1950s. If you've never heard of John Lilly, allow the second paragraph of his Wikipedia page to blow your mind:

"He was a researcher of human consciousness using mainly isolation tanks, dolphin communication, and psychedelic drugs, sometimes in combination."

As you might imagine, he was a controversial figure, and he did make some ethically questionable choices (like giving LSD to dolphins). But he inspired a whole generation of consciousness explorers and float enthusiasts, and I have been inspired by his work since I first learned about him in my teens.

Let me clarify that the language seems to have shifted in the public discourse from isolation tank to float tank, though both terms are still used and the sensory deprivation is certainly an important aspect of the experience. Lilly developed these tanks in order to answer the question of whether or not consciousness exists without external stimuli, so his intention was to create a space where a person could see no light, hear no sound, and have no gravity pressing on their body. The temperature of the water is kept at the same temperature as human skin (92 degrees, cooler than our internal 98 degree temp) so that changes in temperature aren't even felt. The tanks that remain true to Lilly's vision today keep all of these conditions in place (though you can usually choose to leave the door to the tank open if you think you'll feel fearful or claustrophobic and many tanks have low lighting available inside, and relaxing music is an option at some centers).

Oh and, of course, Lilly succeeded in proving that consciousness exists even without external stimuli. He knew what ancient sages and today's scientists have confirmed- consciousness precedes form and is the primary force of the universe.

So today, as floating is making a strong and much-needed resurgence in the culture at large, people use the tanks more as a place to relax than as a sensory deprivation experiment.


And relax you do! Floating in hundreds of pounds of Epsom salts allows the body to, for the first time since it was in utero, exist in zero gravity. The salts keep you buoyant so that you can completely relax your body and not have to concentrate on keeping your face above water, while also providing soothing minerals to the body and skin. But it's the zero gravity concept that's most important here- once we are freed from the constraints of the laws of physics that our bodies have been subject to since we first shot out of the interdimensional portal that is our mother's vagina (image and phrasing courtesy of my favorite person ever, Duncan Trussell, mentioned below), our physical systems can relax in a way they've never been able to before.

This state of relaxation allows the body to go into the ever-elusive parasympathetic state, where all deep healing and physical regeneration occurs. We spend most of our busy lives in the go-go-go sympathetic state, Getting Shit Done. I know that I am not alone in feeling like there is never enough time or money, that my to-do list in infinitely long and utterly untackle-able, and that I want nothing more than to feel that state of carefree relaxation I felt as a child. I exist in a constant state of low level anxiety, sometimes upped to high level anxiety, and deal with persistent unexplained pain on the right side of my body, headaches a few times a week, and frequent sleeplessness when all I want/need to do is rest deeply.


Most of you are nodding your heads in empathy right now, because you experience the same state of constant stress that our modern way of life creates and perpetuates. You too exist somewhere along this stress spectrum, and you also crave true relaxation. And you deserve it. And there is likely a float tank near you to help you get there.

Being freed from the gravitas of gravity and allowing the nervous system to switch from the sympathetic to the parasympathetic state, the body can now focus on regeneration and cellular-level healing. Blood flow is stimulated through all of the organs and tissues, pain relieving natural endorphins are released, and the brain begins to emit the alpha and/or theta waves that are generated during deep states of meditation and relaxation. No matter what your particular physical or emotional or mental issue is, this state is the one you want to be in to begin to heal it. And, in my opinion, floating is the quickest and safest way to get you there.

Which brings me to the story of how I got there.

I am a huge fan of podcasts, and especially love The Tripodcasts put out by Duncan Trussell, Dr. Christopher Ryan (author of Sex At Dawn, which I've posted about elsewhere), and Joe Rogan. Every minute of every one of them has been captivating, enlightening, and funny. All these dudes are consciousness explorers, and lately they've been talking a lot about float tanks. Joe has one in his home (seriously, ultimate life dream) and Chris recently visited the Zero Gravity Institute in Texas and recorded a podcast with owner Kevin Johnson.

I highly recommend listening to that episode to learn a little more about the history of float tanks, including how the misunderstanding of how AIDS was spread in the 80's led to a decline in their use, how his company is working with veterans suffering from PTSD to alleviate their symptoms (which is amazing, since only psychedelics have been found to have such promising results in the treatment of PTSD and basically no other treatment protocols have any effect), and how pregnant women benefit from experiencing a womb-like environment similar to their unborn child's. Chris does an excellent job of addressing the concerns he had about floating before trying it out; if you have similar hangups their discussion will shed some light on the reality of floating versus the common fears and misperceptions people often have.


"You can have very introspective, psychedelic experiences naturally in the tank."-Joe Rogan

So, hearing these podcasts very much reawakened my desire to experience a float tank. I remembered being told by someone I met after Duncan's stand-up set in San Francisco last year that there was a tank in my area. I didn't really believe this since the person didn't live here and I'd never heard of it. But I recently decided to check into it and started asking around. Soon I was given the phone number for Lee at Samadhi Tank in Grass Valley.

But I didn't call. I was too busy y'all! I was Getting Shit Done! And not sleeping and having constant headaches and pain. It wasn't until I rushed down to Bakersfield to be with my dying grandmother last month that I realized it was time to carve out some space for floating. I considered driving to Los Angeles or Fresno to float during those few days, but ended up just calling Lee instead and scheduling an appointment in my own town a few days hence. I was ecstatic when I hung up the phone. Ecstatic.

And that ecstasy turned into profound gratitude and wonder when I went to the Samadhi Tank website and discovered that not only were they the original float tank manufacturers, but that they were 10 minutes from my front door. Which is out in the boonies, completely removed (oftentimes to my dismay) from all of the people and places that are central to my life. For 20 years I had desired to float and felt it was an elusive experience that was beyond me geographically, financially, and logistically, and now here I was realizing that the people who first brought float tanks to the public and are the elders of the movement (since John Lilly has passed) live 10 minutes from my isolated country home!

The Book of Floating
The Book of Floating

Which brings me to a point Lee makes in the foreword she wrote for The Book of Floating, which she generously gifted me after my third float (generous is very much a word that describes this beautiful woman's spirit). She tells the story of how this gorgeously intricate Huichol yarn painting (which I've seen up close and is absolutely exquisite) came to grace the cover of this second edition of the book. The work was done by a Huichol shaman who had floated in John Lilly's tank, and John left it to Lee and Glenn when he passed. They were almost sure they wouldn't be able to obtain the artist's permission to use the piece for the cover, as he lived in an isolated indigenous community deep in the uncharted mountains of Mexico. Lee writes, "You're probably guessing that some amazing coincidence is about to be revealed because first- you've already seen the cover- and next, we're dealing with the flotation tank, Dr. John Lilly's invention, and of course coincidence control is about to take over." I love that phrase- coincidence control- and it so perfectly captures my experience of finding Lee and Glenn and Samadhi Tank! And fits in with a few other stories Lee has told me about the history and evolution of Samadhi too. When people are doing good work and offering true healing to the world, the right people and events find their way to them. And yes, through a series of perfect synchronicities they were able to track the man down at the last possible moment and get his signature, a story I recommend reading in Lee's own words from the book!

I sat down with Lee after my first float and asked her to tell me how she and Glenn came to be doing what they have been doing for the last 40 years. And she told me their story. In 1972, before they had met, Glenn was a computer programmer working for Xerox and suffering from extreme social anxiety. He had a very hard time interacting with co-workers and could not speak to more than one person at a time. That year he attended a workshop held by John Lilly, who by that time was a counterculture hero whose work with consciousness was well known in certain circles.

At that time the only tanks in existence had been made by John and had been experienced only by people he knew or who came to his workshops. Glenn got to float in John's tank at this workshop, and when he emerged John asked him to tell the group about his experience. Glenn started talking and before long realized, with amazement, that he was addressing a group of people easily and without fear. This profound change had come about as the result of his short time in the float tank. By the end of the workshop Glenn knew what he wanted to do from then on and asked John's permission to manufacture and distribute float tanks to the general public. John gave his blessing; he wasn't interested in creating a business out of the tanks but did want more people to have the experience.

Lee came into the picture a few years later and the two of them have made and sold float tanks ever since, first in Los Angeles, where they opened the first ever commercial float center in Beverly Hills, and now in Grass Valley.

Margaret Howe
Margaret Howe

One of the things that has always stayed with me since I first learned about John Lilly many years ago was that, in 1965 during his intensive dolphin research days, his assistant Margaret Howe shared a living space with a  dolphin named Peter and interacted with him daily for 10 weeks. Whales and dolphins have been my spirit animals since before I ever heard that term (in some serious foreshadowing to the amateur researcher, blogger, and aspiring book writer I would become- I used to write reports about them for fun during childhood summer vacations), and I am convinced that cetacean consciousness holds important keys for the development of human consciousness and the preservation of life on earth.

Which is why I was absolutely thrilled to learn that Lee had actually swum with some of Lilly's dolphins back in the early 80s when he was continuing with his cetacean research! To be standing face to face with a woman who had actually had this experience, which I had fantasized about for years, was such an honor. I mean I would love to swim with wild dolphins, but I spent many a youthful hour picturing myself swimming with Lilly's dolphins in their little pools and getting to know them that intimately.


Glenn (right) and Lee also got to spend some time with Timothy Leary (middle) as he was dying in 1996. John Lilly (left) had called them to say that Leary was nearing the transition and in pain and that a tank would be helpful for him, and they happily obliged. You can read that whole story here.

Meeting Lee and Glenn has been an honor and a blessing beyond words. I've gotten teary-eyed a number of times since meeting them. Between them and the many eminent elders in the psychedelic movement whom I met at the Women's Visionary Congress, I am beside myself with how lucky I am to get to know some the people who started the revolution in consciousness that I fancy myself a continuing part of now. Meeting the people I have had serious hero worship for since my teens, or the people who knew them firsthand, is an experience that continues to blow my mind with its gracious blessings.

Lee and Glenn are a testament to the benefits of long term floating- they are centered, present, and loving people who emanate warmth and compassion while serving their fellow humans.

Locals: Call them! Meet them! Float! 530-477-1319


I cannot wait to get more floats under my belt, as I see and hear and read so clearly that there really is a cumulative effect to the practice. Thus far my experience has been one of profound physical relaxation, but my mind has yet to quiet and go into the meditative state that I have experience in brief glimpses in the past. I can't even imagine who I will become and how my life will change in the coming years as I continue to make floating a priority and a consistent and sacred ritual.

Samadhi Tanks Grass Valley CA
Samadhi Tanks Grass Valley CA

One of, if not the, biggest things that has come out of all of this for me is that, in the weeks since I first started working on this post, Lee & Glenn offered me a job writing for Samadhi Tank! And we have gotten some good work done. The first time I pulled into their dirt road driveway and saw the painting on the side of a building shown above (elephants being the other big animal energy in my life), I had a subtle but strong feeling that my future would be bound up in this place. As soon as I stepped into the float room a few minutes later that feeling strengthened, but I had no idea how that would happen or if it even really would. It has been my dream to make money writing since I was a tiny child, and I still can't believe that I get to combine floating & writing- two childhood dreams- into AN ACTUAL JOB. This came about partly because they read this here blog & liked what they saw, but also partly because amazing things happen when you start floating. While I can't say that I have had any life-changing epiphanies inside the tank, just about everything that wasn't flowing in my life has started to flow almost effortlessly since I've been floating. Spending that time in the tank has influenced everything that's happened outside the tank.

The tank is a magnifier, a clarifier, and an activator.


Delving deep into the Well of Remembrance- floating has reactivated my deepest soul longings and brought my dreams into reality.

Floating brings you quickly and deeply into Presence, into pure Beingness. With time and practice, rumination over the past and worry over the future begin to fall away. This is why John Lilly bequeathed the name Samadhi onto Lee & Glenn's fledgling tank company. Samadhi, in ancient yogic philosophy, is the purest level of consciousness.

Physically, I find that floating effects me in different ways on different days. There is a lot of information out there about the seemingly endless ways floating will benefit your life, but the truth is that works different ways for different people at different times. Sometimes I walk out of the tank in a dreamlike daze, shaking off a relaxation so deep I have to wait a few minutes before I'm able to drive. Sometimes I pop out like a cork and find myself in an incredibly clear and energized state of mind with ideas pouring out of me faster than I can do something useful with them! The Book of Floating will give you a very thorough idea of the physical benefits possible with floating, but you'll have to find out for yourself how it effects your mind & spirit :-)

Oh! And I am going to the Float Conference in Portland with Lee & Glenn the second weekend in August!!!


I encourage you to find a float center near you, get in & go inward, and see what gestates & is birthed anew!

▲ Top photo is of Tehya in a cosmic surrender ▼


With Love In Her Eyes & Flowers On Her Shirt

Truth be told, the aesthetic that I acquired by looking at photographs of my mother in her younger days, coupled with the desire that someday my own daughter will admire pictures of me from years past, is part of the motivating factor behind Violet Folklore. (I read once that Beyonce did the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue cover because she wanted her kids to see that she was once beautiful. So I understand where she's coming from, but I am choosing the less skanky route. Why? Because I was not blessed with that booty).

And I have noticed that lots of my fellow bloggers also adore looking at and sharing photos of their female ancestors and of what they wore way back when. I have blogged before about my maternal grandmother and her 11 siblings (and fabulous 1930s shoes). And now here, finally, is her daughter, my mom.

(Ever since I gave birth in the bathroom of the little apartment we were renting at the time I have been in awe of the fact that for every female alive there is an unbroken chain of women stretching back, back, back... In fact it was the presence of my mom and grandma in the room that gave me the strength to give the final push that brought Mycelia into the world. And if you really want to get into it, read The Seven Daughter Of Eve by Bryan Sykes).

In this photo you can really see why she won Best Eyes AND Best Smile in her senior yearbook! (Although officially she could only have one so she chose Best Smile, as some of you Washington High class of '69ers may remember).

In this high school yearbook photo you can see that she is wearing the same shirt as in the first, color, photo above. I love this top so much and would absolutely die if I ever came across it in my vintage adventures! These were taken in the late 60s so at least I know what time period I'm looking for.

My mom lived in Fremont, CA in high school, just a short way from the epicenter of the hippie revolution in San Francisco. She and her boyfriend Dave and all their friends would often make the drive to the coast to hear artists such as The Grateful Dead, The Doors, Jefferson Airplane, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, and they even saw The Beatles last concert at Candlestick Park. (Though they weren't yet a couple on that night. Dave actually used this event to woo my mom by jumping the fence and getting chased by the police across the baseball field. He sure enough got her attention- and the local newspaper's- and they were together not long afterward).

Here are Dave and Janis on Easter, in a dress handmade by her grandmother.

And here they are at junior prom, in another dress handmade by her grandmother.

And here's Dave in his bedroom- the walls were covered with photographs of his favorite musicians. Classic.

Dave was also in his own rock back called Wakefield Loop. This post, at the blog Rock Prosopography 101 (which documents the times of now defunct Bay Area rock venues), tells a bit about the venue The Yellow Brick Road, where Wakefield Loop used to play.

Okay and can we all agree on the awesomeness of this headline?

Okay going back pre Dave for a minute- here is where I got my love for teeny folkloric trimming (I know it's hard to see, but since you're already squinting do check out my Uncle Jim's mis-colored eyebrow on the right there- from an accident- and then see it again in the last photo below!) and rainbow striped shirts!

And now we're going forward to post Dave (which is also, as you'll see below, pre Dave. Or pre Dave, Part Two). I just saw these photos for the first time yesterday, when we gathered at my grandma's house to celebrate Mother's Day early. This is my mom and my grandma, it must have been when my mom first moved to South Lake Tahoe in the late 70s. I love both of their maxi sundresses!

Pretty mama or what?!

I can't believe I'd never seen these!

Oh and speaking of the 70s, here she is on a Harrah's cruise ship she worked on, dealing black jack and roulette. I adore this picture. She met my dad at Harrah's South Lake Tahoe in the late 70s- my sister and I are products of a casino! She still works there, and I dealt black jack there the summer I turned 21. Betcha never guessed that!

Okay so flash forward a few decades: my mom and dad have just divorced (I am about 24) and my mom, through the wonders of the internet, tells me and my sis that she has reconnected with her old high school boyfriend Dave. Lacey and I are thrilled, because we had always loved the stories of their carefree, bohemian San Fran adventures. And we are even more thrilled a few weeks later when we meet him for the first time and love him immediately and realize that we don't have to worry about her or her future happiness at all.

On 8/8/8 they got married at a beautiful big house with an ocean view in Santa Cruz, with their high school friends surrounding them, their granddaughters as flower girls (Dave has a granddaughter, Breanna, who is Mycie's age- so perfect!), and plenty of sex, drugs, and rock n roll at the reception! Okay, there was plenty of rock n roll (even a black light on the dance floor), a li'l bit of drugs (of the herbal sort, of course, indulged in by the old hippies who snuck off into the driveway during the festivities), and no sex- at least not of the public, free love variety. It was a very happy day!

Here's to new beginnings, old flames, and me finding my mom's blouse (or one just like it) someday!

Oh, and here is a shot from our Mother's Day celebration. That's my sister Lacey, Uncle Jim, Dave, Grandma Claire, my mom Janis, me, and shy little Miss Mycie, hiding from the camera (in the dress Graham bought for her as a Mother's Day gift to me two years ago- you know a man really understands you when he knows that buying clothes for your daughter is just as good as buying clothes for you).

One more thing I should add- my mom is the most loving, easy going, playful, forgiving, wonderful woman I know. I am so so so lucky to have her as my mom, and am absolutely the mother I am because she so effortlessly modeled unconditionally love for me growing up. (*wipes the tears from her eyes*)

Happy Matrilineal Love Day to you all!