We enter solitude, in which also we lose loneliness. True solitude is found in the wild places, where one is without human obligation. One’s inner voices become audible. One feels the attraction of one’s most intimate sources. In consequence, one responds more clearly to other lives. The more coherent one becomes within oneself as a creature, the more fully one enters into the communion of all creatures.
Interpretation
True solitude helps us connect with our inner selves and the world around us.
Wendell Berry's quote suggests that by immersing ourselves in true solitude, especially in natural settings, we can strip away societal obligations and distractions. This process allows us to hear our inner thoughts and connect with our deepest selves, leading to a greater understanding and appreciation of other lives and the interconnectedness of all creatures. In essence, solitude in nature fosters a deeper communion with the world.
In practice
This quote can be shared during a nature retreat to emphasize the importance of solitude.
We weren't allowing our hopes to become expectations. Expectations are tempting, pleasant, maybe necessary. They are scary too, once you have had some experience. They are not necessarily and not always a bucket of smoke, but they can be and are even likely to be.
The uplands of my home country in north central Kentucky are sloping and easily eroded, dependent for safekeeping upon year-round cover of perennial plants.
A corporation, essentially, is a pile of money to which a number of persons have sold their moral allegiance.
WE ARE DESTROYING OUR COUNTRY - I mean our country itself, our land. This is a terrible thing to know, but it is not a reason for despair unless we decide to continue the destruction. If we decide to continue the destruction, that will not be because we have no other choice. This destruction is not necessary. It is not inevitable, except that by our submissiveness we make it so.
Much of our waste problem is to be accounted for by the intentional flimsiness and unrepairability of the labor-savers and gadgets that we have become addicted to.
We had entered an era of limitlessness, or the illusion thereof, and this in itself is a sort of wonder. My grandfather lived a life of limits, both suffered and strictly observed, in a world of limits. I learned much of that world from him and others, and then I changed; I entered the world of labor-saving machines and of limitless cheap fossil fuel. It would take me years of reading, thought, and experience to learn again that in this world limits are not only inescapable but indispensable.
I'm hopeful that we'll be able to study the ocean before we destroy it.
Walking on willow tree roads by a river dappled with peach blossoms, I look for spring light, but am everywhere lost. Birds fly up and scatter floating catkins. A ponderous wave of flowers sags the branches.
We tend to block off many of our senses when we're staring at a screen. Nature time can literally bring us to our senses.
I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain'd, I stand and look at them long and long.
I describe myself as an environmentalist not because I'm marching in the street with placards but because I like to be in the woods by myself.
Every cent we earn from Crocodile Hunter goes straight back into conservation. Every single cent.
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