Forget fancy spas and imported eucalyptus oils. In Mexico, purification begins with volcanic rocks, ancient chants, and a clay dome that feels like stepping into the earth’s womb. This is **Temazcal**, one of the oldest rituals still practiced in the country—a pre-Hispanic sweat lodge ceremony that is part steam bath, part spiritual journey, and part cultural time machine.

At the edge of the Sea of Japan, where waves kiss a turquoise shoreline and a sweeping bridge links the mainland to a quiet island, something strange happens when the nights are just cold enough. From the ocean's surface, columns of light rise into the sky—silent, vertical beams that look like gateways to another dimension.