There’s a lot more to say about working from home, so I want to reflect on it at a more philosophical level — especially with regard to isolation. What does it mean to have a workplace of one’s own, even while working as part of a company and part of the larger economy (of both the nation and the world). Are we who work from home destined to the forces of atomization, so that, even as we contribute to something bigger than ourselves, we’re more and more limited to a consciousness only of our own experiences?
In the previous post, I turned to contemporary bloggers for dialogue partners. In this one, I’d like to turn to one of the most well-known solitary beings in history: Henry David Thoreau. What would Thoreau say about remote work?
On one hand, it’s a silly question. Thoreau would likely have quit well before the point of having to make sense of work-from-home as a way of life, having a negative opinion of office-type work particularly for its tendency to cultivate what a “new class of men . . . working mentally rather than physically on problems and opportunities that had not existed twenty years earlier.” (1)
The answer, believed Thoreau, was a connection with nature to restore the wholeness of the bifurcated self — so that intellectual work might be accompanied by the physical labor of subsistence.
Of course, in Thoreau’s mind, this meant moving away from the city and living off the land as much as one could, as he did at Walden. In an ideal world, this sounds like a nice way to live. But the reality is that it requires a certain degree of privilege — as it did in Thoreau’s day too. This manifested in Thoreau’s writing in a certain degree of contempt for anyone other than unattached males of certain means — those who could manage, economically and socially, to move away from population centers to live in a solitary fashion.
So much for Thoreau offering us democratic, equitable insight in the age of remote work. However, it’s worth pointing out that with WiFi and VPNs, some sort of hybrid model in which people could live a semi-Thoreauvian rural existence, even with the domestic responsibilities of a family, while still holding down a full-time job. Indeed, many are already doing this — moving to states like Idaho and West Virginia to escape the clamor of the big city while still remaining employed at companies in Chicago, LA, NYC, etc. Knowing Thoreau, he would probably have seen this as a watered-down compromise, but I’m sure he would’ve been at least intrigued.
Nevertheless, this isn’t the most helpful insight that Thoreau has to provide us in the age of remote work. For that, we need to turn to something more like metaphysics.
Thoreau, along with another famous solitary, William Wordsworth, conveyed an idea in their writing that has been referred to by Jerome Tharaud as “cosmic localism.” (2) This is the idea that a particular place can become a microcosm of wholeness and totality. For Thoreau, this was Walden. For Wordsworth, this was his home in Cumbria, England. While both Thoreau and Wordsworth lived mostly (but not entirely) solitary existences in these places, neither could have said to be fetishizing isolation for its own sake. Paradoxically, both actually saw their solitary relationships with a place as the most effective path to authentic social connection.
In Wordsworth’s Prelude, he writes about places and features of places as something that can be entered into dialogue with, not because of some animistic spirituality but because of the way the place has been inhabited by people before — including his past selves. Thus, there is always some relational dynamic present, all the more if it’s a place one has grown familiar with and more attuned to its “ghostly language.”
Of people’s homes, Wordsworth later wrote, “Their little tract of land serves as a kind of permanent rallying point for their domestic feelings, as a tablet upon which they are written which makes them objects of memory in a thousand instances when they would otherwise be forgotten. It is a fountain fitted to the nature of social man from which supplies of affection, as pure as his heart was intended for, are daily drawn.” (3) While this certainly has the effect of giving someone a sense of fixedness and security in the ever-moving stream of time, it also gives one an ever-present connection to other humans, regardless of whether other humans are actually present at any given moment.
Surely, at its worst, this sense of locational solidarity can substitute for actual human connection, but Wordsworth was intentional about not seeing it that way. Besides dedicating The Prelude to his close friend Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Wordsworth likely also saw the poem itself and even his daily solitary life in Cumbria as an ongoing attentiveness to his love for Coleridge. Jasmine Jagger goes even further, writing that Wordsworth seemed to see his life in Cumbria as providing vicarious grounding to Coleridge’s rootless, troubled life. (4)
In an age when we’ve never been more connected while never feeling more alone, Wordsworth’s approach to solitude seems insightful. But a key problem remains: when we’re working from home, we’re not wandering through nature or writing poetry or even reminiscing: we’re working at our computers. So even if Wordsworth provides us the promise that our isolation is not necessarily a precursor of loneliness, the Wordsworthian approach doesn’t actually offer a workable path forward to connection in the age of remote work.
For that, we turn back to Thoreau. While Thoreau certainly had his metaphysical moments, he was also eminently practical. In some ways, Walden almost functions as an instruction manual — one that might be applied in modified form to our 2022 work-from-home situations. Here are some Thoreauvian tips I find myself mulling over especially:
- Make the space intentionally undesirable. Maura D’Amore writes, ““Thoreau sought to prove that even a less-than-desirable lot by society’s standards could be transformed into something singularly valuable: an opportunity to focus on the self and its needs and on the pleasures of perception and imagination.” (5) I don’t know if I buy this, but this certainly relates back to the idea of clutter I discussed in the last post.
- Don’t get stuck. Thoreau always intended his life on Walden Pond to be a temporary experiment. He ended up being there two years. This wasn’t, as some claimed, a lack of fortitude on Thoreau’s part, but a deliberate decision to avoid stagnation. At the end of his time at Walden, he writes, “It seemed to me that I had several more lives to live, and could not spare any more time for that one. It is remarkable how easily and insensibly we fall into a particular route, and make a beaten track for ourselves.” The specific applications here aren’t important: we could either take this to mean that we should take up a new job after a certain amount of time or that we should avoid set routines that become the point in and of themselves, rather than a means to an end.
- Cultivate ritual and routines. Lana Henry describes Thoreau’s habits — including bathing in the pond, preparing food, and cleaning his homestead — as “domestic sacraments” that created unity and rhythm in Thoreau’s life. (6) Interestingly — and perhaps to Thoreau’s dismay — Henry points out how Thoreau’s domestic rituals broke down traditional gender distinctions in his own life. She writes, “His homemaking experiment in the woods combined an American ideal of maleness—a rugged pioneering New Adam—with the Victorian era’s idealized and feminized world of sacralized domesticity.” While Thoreau would likely never have embraced this insight, it seems perfectly in line with his quest to make himself a more complete human — one that might better transcend categories of gender and social station.
If I were to sum up Thoreau’s greatest potential influence on my remote-work life, I would say that’s it: the aspiration to be a whole human, rather than one defined merely by certain aspects of myself — say, my intellectual capacity — as I sit working at my computer.
This is one of the major ironies of work-from-home: we can finally go anywhere and become anyone while still working full-time, but so often, we end up going fewer places and becoming even more limited version of ourselves. There are specific considerations here, to be sure — caregiving responsibilities, employer monitoring, relative levels of privilege that might limit or enable us in various ways, etc. — but the truth is that we all have the capacity to make deliberate choices that make us more whole and more connected to other humans, even — and, paradoxically, maybe even especially — while working in literal isolation.
I’m still figuring out what that can look like in my own work life. The thing I’ve been exploring the past couple weeks in this direction has been the cultivation of routine and ritual. I have always tried to begin my day with coffee and reading — and I’ve also found it hard not to get distracted, especially by the internet. (“Let me just look up this one thing I came across in my book . . .” We all know how that goes.) So, something I’ve found is that going to a coffee shop first thing in the morning to do this reading is helpful to avoid that. Something about the atmosphere makes me feel more inclined toward sustained reading.
This is also a great way to cross paths with a few fellow humans to start my day. Granted, it’s right after the coffee shop in question opens, so the only person there is usually the barista (which is generally a plus for me with Covid still ongoing), but there’s still something about just having the interaction it takes to buy my cup of coffee that sets the tone for my day.
A routine I’ve had for a bit longer is taking my dog for a run sometime around the middle of the day. This has all the benefits that exercise provides, and it also breaks up the day. It’s not exactly the same as the two-year experiment of living on Walden Pond, but it’s still an antidote to stagnation in its own way. I know my dog appreciates it too, and there’s a certain degree of satisfaction that comes from doing something that provides her joy.
The last “routine” (in quotation marks because I’ve missed it more times than not — many more times than not) is an afternoon writing break. The idea is to drop whatever I’m doing and take fifteen minutes to an hour to write. The reality is that it doesn’t usually feel feasible to do amid a somewhat hefty workload. But the times I’ve done it have felt great. Granted, I’m writing for work too, but there’s something about writing what I choose to write for a change that helps me reclaim myself in a small way.
The writing thing is important to me for one last reason — that it connects me to people outside of myself or my small work circle. Who? I don’t really know. Kind of like how Wordsworth didn’t always know who he felt connected to in his communion with nature. But there’s always something mystical happening when you open a blank document and begin writing — not for an assignment, not out of a sense of obligation, but because you feel a lingering desire to say something. In some ways, there’s nothing more human than that. And that’s exactly the thing I need to feel — need to know — after yet another week at my home workstation. That I am more than a copywriter, more than an employee, and I hear and be heard by all the other more-thans any time I need. Ironically — but not surprising to readers of Thoreau — I’ve found that that’s something I can make happen by sacralizing my mundane workday.
- Maura D’Amore. “Thoreau’s Unreal Estate: Playing House at Walden Pond.” The New England Quarterly, vol. 82, no. 1, Mar. 2009, pp. 56-79. JSTOR, www.jstor.org/stable/20474707.
- Jerome Tharaud. “‘So Far Heathen’: Thoreau, the Missionary Memoir, and Walden’s Cosmic Modernity.” ESQ: A Journal of the American Renaissance, vol. 59, no. 4, 2013, pp. 618-61. Project MUSE, DOI: 10.1353/esq.2013.0034.
- Christopher Donaldson. “Evoking the Local: Wordsworth, Martineau and Early Victorian Fiction.” Review of English Studies, vol. 64, no. 267, Nov. 2013, pp. 819-37. Oxford Academic, doi.org/10.1093/res/hgt004.
- Jasmine Jagger. “Wordsworth, Coleridge, and the Healing Powers of the Imagination.” Romanticism, vol. 22, no. 1, 2016, pp. 33-47. Edinburgh University Press, DOI: 10.3366/rom.2016.0255.
- D’Amore, “Thoreau’s Unreal Estate.”
- Lana Henry. “Chapter One: At Home ‘Between the Earth and the Heavens’: Henry David Thoreau and Walden.” Healing America on the Altar of Home: The Folklore and Sacred Work of Homemaking in Thoreau, Jewett, and Steinbeck. Dissertation, University of Louisiana at Lafayette, 2004, pp. 45-109. UMI: 3153726. ProQuest Dissertations Publishing.