Rediscovering Home: A Journey with Lightbath in Switzerland

A Unique Homecoming Experience

Returning home after years away can feel surreal. The air smells familiar, and the roads curve in ways that evoke memories. However, there are gaps—new buildings replace old ones, and the local culture shifts. After nearly three years, I returned to Switzerland, not just to see my family but to share something meaningful—Lightbath.

Despite my deep roots here, Lightbath never truly found its audience in Switzerland. Was it the timing? Perhaps the skepticism of a country that values precision, logic, and measurable outcomes played a role. Nonetheless, this trip was an experiment to bridge that gap and offer insights into the profound effects that Lightbath has had on my inner world.

Traveling Light

This time, I brought the Loom device, which made things much easier. The compact design fit snugly into my suitcase, a stark contrast to previous trips when transporting a full Lightbath setup felt like smuggling an entire film studio through customs.

I arrived in the transition between winter and early spring, that in-between space where snow has melted but trees remain dormant. This soft, hazy light mirrored what I felt about brainwave entrainment: the slow emergence from everyday consciousness into something more expansive, more alive.

A New Home for My Family

My mother and her partner have moved to a new home, a vast loft in the small town of Wald. The drive there felt dreamlike, intertwining old memories with new details. Rolling green hills dotted with wooden farmhouses and church steeples piercing the sky felt like exclamation points to time itself.

Their home was a treasure trove of artifacts gathered from a lifetime of travel. Handwoven textiles from India, wooden masks from Africa, and photographs of sun-baked desert landscapes added to the charm. Enormous indoor plants filled the space, stretching towards high ceilings. My mother fondly referred to them as her "spirit people." In many ways, this space was perfect for a Lightbath session—it felt like a portal.

Crafting the Lightbath Experience

The event took place in a spacious attic used for yoga and breathwork. I designed an extended program, longer than the usual Lightbath experience, allowing more time to sink into the journey. The soundtrack featured an intimate cello recording by Dobrawa Czocher, captured in a Lanzarote cave. The haunting quality of sound layers created a contrast between weight and weightlessness.

To enhance the ambiance, I burned palo santo and sandalwood, evoking ancient and grounding scents. Light and darkness alternated throughout the session, guiding participants through states of relaxation and focus, transcending words. I observed as individuals surrendered to the experience; their bodies settled, and faces softened.

Profound Revelations

Some described seeing intricate geometric patterns behind closed eyes, while others spoke of deep emotional releases—a sensation of returning home. Not to a physical place, but to their true selves. This essence of light has always fascinated me. It is a language without words, both universal and deeply personal. Even after six years of working with it, I continue to learn and be surprised.

Of course, skeptics are always present. Light entrainment often meets raised eyebrows, paired with the polite smirk of someone questioning its validity. I've learned not to take it personally. It's easy to dismiss what one hasn’t experienced. The power of light isn't in technical mechanics; it's in what it unlocks. For those who surrender to it, the experience speaks louder than any words can convey.

The Gift of Gratitude

Post-session, watching the participants, I felt immense gratitude. This was my initial motivation for starting Lightbath: to offer a tool, a doorway—a means to explore. Returning to Switzerland with this and sharing it with people dear to me felt like a full-circle moment. Although Lightbath may never have mainstream acceptance here, at that moment, it hardly mattered. The experience had been shared, the journey made, and that was enough.

As I packed up the equipment, with the scent of palo santo lingering in the air, I pondered what it truly means to come home. Not just as a place, but as a feeling—accessing the quiet spaces within ourselves that often go unnoticed.

Concluding Thoughts

Perhaps, light can guide us back to these forgotten spaces within ourselves. The power of experiences like Lightbath might help illuminate paths to inner peace and self-discovery. It is, after all, the journey that matters—not just the destination.

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