Commentary about hermits rest.

Sometimes to see where you are you have to look back at where you’ve been. Don’t linger there, just take a quick glimpse, fill in any unaddressed hollows that could haunt you into the forevers.

Introspection while steeped in solitude is the best way I’ve found for unraveling the knots of self misconception.

In 1997 when I moved from the west coast of California to the high desert mountains of Arizona I traded seagulls and the ocean for ravens and the high desert sky.

I traded people and the city for the life of a recluse and the wilderness.

I spent 9 years in solitude.

It took 3 years of just sitting or aimlessly wandering the hills like an unteathered camel to wash away forty eight years of accumulations motivated by fear.

Almost half a century held captive by fear.

It took another three years to trade anger for compassion, sorry for joy and the intellect for intuition.

And another three years to end reification and set myself free from me.

Nine years facing the wall of introspective solitude.

Because I believe if you don’t take the time you forfeit the rhythm of simply being.

People have asked me how can you spend nine years in complete solitude.

The further out you go, the longer you stay and the longer you stay the less likely you are to find a reason to return.

25 thoughts on “Commentary about hermits rest.

      1. So be lt! Let em discover it OR NOT by themselves. Besides I love your doodles. Maybe I’ll bring out my BOODLES tonight. Yep Boodles LOL They’re old (Like me) but we’ll see what they look like on a page.

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  1. I want to comment and I feel if I do it would be too long…. so I will remain silent —a silence akin to yours in the desert even though it can be noisy. I know from experience and I am certain you heard all the little animals, and the wind, and even, if you pay really close attention, the flowers blooming after an unexpected rain. Thank you again for your text. It is the second time I come back to read it. (oh I don’t think it is an escape —it is stepping aside to better love.) Kenza.

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  2. Love your artwork! And I’ve spent about 3 years in solitude, it was marvelous! Had to come out for practical reasons (but I am still a semi-hermit), otherwise would have stayed on… Deep silence is so pure and beautiful…

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  3. Very interesting, Mike. I too live in solitude, for the most part, but in a place, North West Ireland, where it rains most of the time, which makes for a very different sort of wilderness to the one you enjoy in Arizona! Solitude is great it gives one space to think. Many great artists, I speak generally, including poets, philosophers, ascetics, have followed the path of solitude. Yes, Thoreau spent a year at Walden, but he also tramped the woods of New England and Canada in solitude…or with a single Native American to teach him how to traverse the wilds and the language spoken by nature… … if I recall rightly I believe Thoreau followed the courses of various rivers too, and wandered around Cape Cod. Walden was just one episode in his short life of adventurer. Best thoughts to you, Mike!

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      1. Yes, Mike, I’m currently reading other peoples’ thoughts about the solitary life… and you’re quite right, it is a joyful way of living… all those who adopt it never return to their former ways… sometimes, even though I am poor in body and material things. I regard myself as the richest man in the world simply because I experience more frequent moments of happiness than the man who is enslaved by money and fame and the pleasures of sex and other such distractions… Take care.

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