Albert Einstein wrote that “the monotony and solitude of a quiet life stimulates the creative mind.” But solitude is a scary thing. Many conflate solitude with loneliness. There is nothing further from the truth. Loneliness is the individual in a city full of people…their paths never quite intersecting…the cacophony of life threatening to make them deaf to the world. But the individual living in apparent solitude is never alone. They hear all the quiet movements of the small things…the wind rustling a leaf; the hummingbird’s wings; the wave’s foam quietly hissing. The person in solitude can embrace and see and understand all that is beautiful. This is how Mauro Morandi lives on Budelli Island.