If your phone is causing interference with your wild pure soul, change carriers. If you find it umbilical, you're not doing it right.
The inability to extricate one's soul from one's smartphone when in close proximity suggests a greater attachment to technology than I have.
Regarding Art's previous post, rude use of technology is indeed like bad manners in smoking (a habit I equate with being willfully flatulent), but the problem is with individuals' manners, not the technology.
My iPhone increases my connection "to the void" by streamlining my gear (I carry fewer gadgets, be they electronic or analog, and it's more seamless in use), and speeding my navigation (10 seconds with the GPS app doesn't interrupt my "commune" so much as several minutes puzzling over a map. I don't even have to stop walking.).
Several college friends and I took a trip into the Teton Wilderness last summer. One of them, Joe, set out determined to do all our navigation sans electronics. Within a matter of hours, the "trails" we were on became invisible and we had to stop for extended periods to figure out where we were. A couple of times we had to trek through a half mile of marsh grass to get back to the trail. We weren't touching the void because it was dang hard to find the void. On day 2 I broke out my iPhone, and we didn't get stuck or lost once for the rest of the week. Our commune was continuous. Our minds at ease, we didn't "touch" the void, we charged it with primal abandon.
Art, have you read "Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance"? It has an extensive philosophical discussion of technology and its integration in our lives. The author was, of course, using the metaphor of fairly simple internal combustion engines as his "technology", but engines also have an air of mystery about their workings to those not intimately familiar with them (like me, for instance), a mystery that becomes frustrating and burdensome when they don't function as wished. I think you might find the discussion illuminating, and it happens in the first several chapters. It might help you stop viewing the rest of us as the spiritual cripples of the backcountry, stumbling blindly with the narrow focus of a child chasing a ball into traffic. It might even give you an idea of what you're missing yourself.