If you have trouble falling asleep, you'll try pretty much anything to get some shuteye, from sleeping in cool temperatures to meditation to breathing exercises. But a new sensory sleep experience ...
Fingers play lightly through your hair. The tantalizing and delicate smell of sweet orange. A soft brush traces across the ears. The prolonged ring of a singing bowl. The skin prickles with each new ...
Does listening to a whisper send a tingle through your scalp? Do you find watching the snip of scissors around your ears at the hair salon soothing? How about the sound of nails clicking softy, the ...
If you’ve ever experienced a tingling sensation on your skin in response to a certain visual or sound, you may have had an autonomous sensory meridian response—or ASMR as it’s more commonly known as.
Craig Richard could not stop watching Bob Ross paint. It was 1983, and Ross's television show, The Joy of Painting, had ­recently premiered on PBS. Richard, then in his early teens, would come home ...
Have you ever felt a static-like or tingling sensation on the top of your head when someone brushes your hair or whispers to you? The feeling may travel down your arms and your spine, and it likely ...
She speaks in a low, patient whisper punctuated by a wide smile, her face inches away from the camera. Her voice is soothing and her eyes are warm. "Let me give you this shield potion," she says, ...
Every other Friday, the Outside/In team answers one listener question about the natural world. This week's question comes from Maria calling from Seattle. "When I was a kid, occasionally my dad would ...
What is ASMR? How does ASMR work? What does ASMR stand for? Are you "ASMR sensitive"? Do you get ASMR tingles? Is this the first time you've heard of ASMR which stands for "Autonomous Sensory Meridian ...
I have seen the savior of print journalism, and it is ASMR videos. Hours into a days-long journey through the whispering, tapping, crinkling, crackling tingle-inducing caverns of YouTube’s ASMR ...
One of my core memories from elementary school was riding home on the bus, eagerly awaiting my turn to sit with Tiffany, our fifth-grade neighbor who was good with kids. Tiffany would pretend like she ...