Solitary travelling through the wilderness is what I enjoy doing most. On wheels, on foot, or any other way. Moving through dense woods or along endless highland ridges, where I can be quite certain that I’m not going to encounter any human activity, but only deer, rabbits, bears and wolves. I love camping in the wild. Waking up next to a stream, enjoying the starlight of a million stars above my head, listening to the cracking of a campfire. Picking mushrooms and plants, feeding on the generousity of nature. I enjoy the silence, the complete absence of verbal pollution that the nature treats us with. It is only when we become one with nature, a speechless natural being, that we can bring out our true self.
Searching for divine solitude
