Sensory Deprivation - A Pragmatic Approach
In the photo is me, taken 22. March 2010 in my room. I wear a velour Tuareg Tagelmust, a white cotton balaclava and 3M Foldable Valved Respirator FFP1. I don't know what excatly is my religion. I use no drugs, or alcohol. I don't belong to any group. I don't go to Floating Tanks. I don't own a zentai-dress. Don't have much money, nor friends. I guess I am pretty lonely wolf.
I'd like to discuss about sensory deprivation, and it's possible benevolence to spiritual growth.
Has anyone experimented with such techniques?
I used to go to a nice female massagist, who has sensitive fingers, and can do wonders with Indian massage. It relieves muscle cramps in my neck and shoulders. But this is awfully expensive practise for me. 10 times treatment is over 300 euros. I love massage, and demand it be done professionally.
Meditation after an hour of Indian head massage, with warm oil, is such pleasure. One gets addicted to such luxuries. I used to have a barber, who could do excellent head massage, but then the vibes didn´t match, and I stopped going there.
So, I had a problem. I had to invent other ways, to achieve same result. I begun experimenting with different types of turbans. Of course, it is not the same as sensitive human hands. Only a good ersatz.
The secret of the turban, is that you have to wear it for long time. Sikhs wear it all day. One hour of massage is quite enough, but one hour with turban is almost nothing. So, after a while I had to invent other type of headgear for the night. I fell in love with the balaclava. It protects all head against the cold. I also begun to sleep with respirator, but I don´t recommend it to anyone. There is always a possibility of accidental suffocation. That is why I used masks that are made of paper. I had to do it because my medical condition, septal perforation, caused by a skiing accident years ago.
I used to have a sore throat because of this, so I bought a humidifier, and an extra heater to bedroom, but unfortunately the air temperature rose only to + 25 C/77 F. I was frustrated. One day I bought these paper respirators, and tried to sleep with such, and mirabile dictu, my throat was cured. I had visited the doctor several times, because of this, and my nose was about to be operated. But then, in one night, I was cured. I phoned the doctor, and cancelled the operation, and said that I manage by home treatment.
Sleeping with respirator was just manna from heaven. I have used them in work, also have practised scuba diving, so it was not uncomfortable. Similar purpose face masks are also used in winter sports. A respirator increases the humidity of breathing air, and temperature dramatically. The only setback is that the disposable respirators cost here 3 euro each. Better and more safer option would be to raise the room temperature to over + 30 C/86 F, and add the humidity. But then this would not anymore be human apartment, but frog´s castle, or sauna.
I wonder, when my friends complain me about insomnia. In my ice fishing jumpsuit, balaclava, woolen clothes and cashmere scarfs, I sleep like a log. In fact, at first night, the heat almost knocked me unconscious. I recommend gradual adjustment. You must know your limits. At first I was quite worried about getting a heatstroke (hyperthermia). I have once gone in heatstroke, while trekking all day in Sahara mountains, some years ago. My fingers turned swelling white, and were like thick sausauge. One should remember to drink much water in warm conditions.
This begins to sound a medical record, but it isn´t, because my intention has been to produce the state of sensory deprivation (meditation) with warmth. As a bonus, warmth has also therapeutic effects.
Usually sensory deprivation is associated with torture, but for me it is a spiritual practise, it is ascetism. I feel that I am not especially talented yogi. It takes a great effort to get into samadhi, and I can stay there for some hours most. I don't know, maybe others can't do even this, that could explain why they are so attached to their groups, and teachers, and gurus. Or denial of them, as is the case with some antiauthoritative, rebellious seekers.
I don't know if it´s so ok, that I am this technically oriented. For one relaxing meditation I need as much equipment as climbing to a mountain, or going to forest tenting. Some 2 years go, I could only achieve deep samadhi in forest. I could not possibly do it in city. So, I was always making trips to nature. Now I can go into samadhi at home. I think this is progress.
I suppose if I lived in India, in climate where it is + 30 C/86 F year round, I would not need all this fuss with technique, and apparel.
This is just few things. I do awfully lot of other types of tāpasá, most of which I have learnt in yoga. The greatest thing was darshan with my guru. It happened almost 20 years ago, and blew my mind into nirvana, and I haven't come down yet.
This world is big, human population of the world is 6,810,600,000, but so far I have met only few people, besides my guru, with whom I can discuss the practical matters of meditation. Most people seem to be stuck with the issues of faith and doubt. Or identifying with groups.
I would like to show way to spiritual experience, the Gnosis. Excuse me, if the way I do it, is lacking, or I commit mistakes. I am only human. But my desire to share enlightenment is earnest.
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