Ever tried to jump off the consumer carousel and spend some time alone? Not just alone but alone in nature--no commercials, no visual distractions but the birds and trees. I've been dipping into Thoreau lately--"For every walk is a sort of crusade."
Nothing to buy out there, nothing to sell. Nothing to throw away, nothing to think about.
In seclusion, "real" life seems self-indulgent and superficial. Gossip, chatter, role-playing--our daily lives are the longest running off-Broadway play in history. We just don't know about it.
Is it a waste of time to watch a starling for an hour? To lie on a bed of green grass and gaze at the clouds? My man Thoreau also said, "He who sits still in a house all day may be the greatest vagrant of all".
We are meant to be alone in nature. The word "lonely" never comes up.
"This is the disciple which testifieth of these things, and wrote these things: and we know that his testimony is true." - John 21:24
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