Is it not peculiar that weather is referred to in terms of emotions? The fury of the storm, the gladness of the sun, the desolation of the ice, the hope of spring. And it’s also peculiar and is certainly no mistake that people often behave differently in different kinds of weather. “I don’t know what happened to me yesterday. I guess I was just out of sorts, feeling so overcast . . .”
I can’t help but think there’s more to it than just a
coincidence. Surely, we all know some
people who are simply miserable when it’s raining out and joyous when the sun
shines. Of course, there are those who
feel joy and serenity in the rain (I am one of them) and suffocation in the
sun, so we can’t say that our mood will be identical to the weather, although
for some people it is. We can, however, say that in one way or
another, our mood will be affected by
the weather.
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I think it’s something else going on, though. I think we have a direct relationship with
the weather, and the kind of relationship we have with it determines how we
will react to it, hence different reactions to the same weather pattern. It also determines how we will display our
own emotions when the time comes for them to erupt. And the time always comes. The volcano within never sleeps.
I think the weather is the emotions of the planet. When you look out your window at a weather
phenomenon--brilliant sun, torrential rain, raging blizzard, eerie fog--you
actually feel it. You feel
that weather. You feel the mood of the planet.
But how is that possible? We can
certainly feel the emotions of other people, but can we feel the emotions of
the planet? I think we can. Emotions are attracted to their own kind. Of course, that would mean that the Earth is
a living being . . .
But the turning of the Earth on its axis, the rotation of
the Earth as she dances, the water cycle, the moon and tides--these things all
have explanations, we say. Indeed, they
do. And yet when the storm hits, which
of us do not feel the storm in our bodies?
And when we rage ourselves on the inside, furious with someone or
something, which of us do not resemble the most terrible raging lightning? And when we smile with love at child, do we
not feel the warmth of the sun even if it is cloudy outside?
There’s more to it than we realize. I am inclined to believe that if we study the
weather patterns and their effects, we might learn a great deal about ourselves
and how to better handle our emotions. The
trick is to find out what our unique relationship is to the weather, and for
each of us that is a different thing. When
we observe the devastation of the storm and its inevitability, we might be able
to plan better. Our own inner storms are
certainly inevitable--if we are alive, they are inevitable--but a little
foresight before the onslaught might make a huge difference in the outcome.
Meanderings . . . wandering through the gentle brook that
spills over the sun-warmed pebbles in my mind . . .
