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Having Weather

Nine straight days of rain finds me contemplating the vicissitudes of mood — at least when I’m not considering a tall glass of Drano. Irritation, distraction and ingratitude have settled in to roost. With the forecast calling for rain throughout the week, I doubt that this inclement mood will lift anytime soon.

Years ago, while living in one of the most Seattle-like (overcast) cities in the US, I had a supervisor who boasted that her moods were unaffected by the weather. I admired her hardiness, but knew even then that for most of us moods tend to be seasonal. She later had a “nervous breakdown” followed by a lengthy hospitalization. Last I heard, she had cleaned up and was again doing well.

Weather is a familiar metaphor for challenges, particularly about change. Greco-Roman gods deployed storms and lightning to intervene in human events. The Bible has God punishing and rewarding by means of weather. Shakespeare puts storms to extraordinarily good use in Hamlet, The Tempest, and King Lear (Should we rechristen him the Bard of bad weather?). Even the word commonly used for terrible weather conditions derives from the Latin root for sympathy: “inclement” literally means to be intemperate, harsh or unmerciful.

But it isn’t only a metaphor; weather exerts an insidious effect on mood itself. The popular composer Harold Arlen wrote many songs relating mood to weather, including Stormy Weather, When the Sun Comes Out, Ill Wind and Come Rain or Come Shine.

Links to Ella Fitzgerald, who makes these songs come alive for me, were unfortunately not available for most of these particular songs, but here’s a link to another Arlen tune with lyrics by the great Johnny Mercer.

Zen Buddhists poetically describe negative feelings as clouds passing before the sun. The sun is still there (we can still get sunburn through clouds, UV rays being impervious to the haze) but the clouds make it difficult to appreciate; soon we forget that it exists at all, identifying with the gloom. (A friend tweets that he is nostalgically remembering sun). Transient feelings thus become reified states of mind.

There are some significant differences between feelings and moods. Experientially moods last longer; but they also exert a subtle gravity on perception. Moods pull for certain kinds of information: they can alter the valence and intensity of experience. They also influence thinking and change behavior.

In her philosophical song Both Sides Now, Canadian singer songwriter Joni Mitchell describes the synergies between thinking and feeling (and weather) when she observes, “It’s cloud illusions I recall; I really don’t know clouds at all.”

What do moods and the weather have in common? Both are unstable and unpredictable; a relatively trivial similarity, but both can also influence motivation. When I’m miserable, it becomes hard to concentrate. Work is a steep climb and I resent my bosses overweening concern: she assumes any low mood heralds another bout of major depressive disorder.

Talk about the weather is the common language of interactions with strangers and acquaintances alike; an opening salvo in almost any conversational volley. It is a bid for connection; we are all affected by weather. When it’s good, we share a private nod of appreciation, when it’s lousy, most commiserate.

As an addict, I’m used to controlling my feelings with substances while allowing my behavior to run riot. Recovery reverses this process: feelings I may not like slip from my grasp, but I remain responsible for choosing how I react to them.

Although the rhythms, depth and persistence of emotions still take me by surprise, by now I have developed some tools for dealing with them. This is my hybrid approach to emotional maturity — some mindful steps — derived from what I’ve learned in the Twelve Step rooms and from various wisdom literatures (please don’t let my interpretation deter you from developing your own perspective).

  1. Acknowledge what is happening without judging it.
  2. Stay open to possible solutions.
  3. Stop spinning your wheels controlling what defies control – let it go.
  4. Examine the causes and conditions that make you feel or act this way, recognizing your responsibility for changing them. Don’t forget to acknowledge assets as well as liabilities.
  5. Commit to change by telling (at least) one other person what you are discovering about yourself. Acknowledge obstacles and misgivings. Recognize that everyone has pain. Appreciate compassion; you deserve it.
  6. Begin to address change by not allowing mindless habits to take hold. Detach from them – you are more than the sum of your thoughts, feelings and behaviors. Cultivate compassionate perspective and actions.
  7. Ask for additional help and stay connected with healthy influences. Exercise compassion and restraint in every facet of your life.
  8. Recognize the harms you have done to others either culpably or without awareness. Recognize that the way you treat others ultimately redounds upon you. Encourage love, tolerance and compassion. Develop enthusiasm for changing hurtful behaviors.
  9. Change behaviors that affect others negatively. Encourage compassion in your dealings with them.
  10. Review your assets and liabilities on a regular basis. Don’t judge, act. Acknowledge change.
  11. Create and practice rituals that support healthy growth and purposeful living.
  12. Help others, by word and by deed – expect nothing in return. Celebrate growth; avoid complacency.

These are the ingredients of “emotional sobriety,” one of my favorite terms from the recovery programs and my personal aim. These steps represent a paradigmatic shift: from a life of self-gratification to one of compassionate commitment to others.

Though April showers are reputed to bring May flowers, I can be pretty cynical about that: sometimes they only bring flash floods and soil erosion. These mindful steps can sometimes reset my negative mood and sometimes I just have to soldier on. Perseverance, patience and right practice can carry me through the gloom. But look; I see the sun.

Comments

Good morning guy,
I write to you this morning from a very wet cold and grey Scotland, I am sitting on my couch next to the widow where the rain pelts and runs down the glass.

I am reminded of my sister and I as small children playing the game of choosing a trickle of rain on the window and betting each other that our choice would reach the bottom first, growing up in Scotland we played this game often.

You have really inspired me this morning, I think I will make a coffee and put some time and effort into my response, be right back.

Got my coffee and the fire on, I wish I could upload you a picture of my fire, this alone would raise anyone’s spirits, in fact I will change my profile pic just so you can see it, its one of those that looks like real coal and has a gas flame, so no work involved in getting pleasure, just turn a switch and instant gratification.

Everyone who comes to my home is mesmerised by it and immediately wants one in their own home, obviously some cave-woman throwback, but my partner and I often share how much joy we get from it.

I also often find it difficult to find topics of conversation with my six year old son that we can engage in together meaningfully, but the weather provides unlimited inspiration for a meeting of our minds.

This morning scurrying the 3 feet from the front door to the car to start the school journey we ensconced our self in the warmth of the immediate heat from the vehicle and immediately started chatting about the weather.

He was vivid in his description of the children in Africa, India and Australia who would be going to school in the sunshine and the poorer children setting off on their journey to find water or food in Africa and India, he went on to say that even though they are very poor in India they have the best weddings and that they have party’s for 15 days lol, he although inaccurate and somewhat misguided has a habit of turning negatives in to positives. I would like to think that this is because I was almost 5 years into my recovery journey when he was born but hey im not taking any real credit as I take the view he is on loan from a HP until he can take care of himself.

It has been raining here for almost a week now and having had some really warm bright days in April I thought prematurely and over optimistically for a Scottish woman that summer was on its way.

Those few days highlighted to me as it does every year just how much my spirits are lifted when it is bright and warm and how much easier it is for me to stay connected to my hp throughout the day.

But yet I choose to stay in this cold grey wet country, I can also tell you that my partner and I every winter usually around November and peaking in January and February discuss almost on a daily basis the possibility of emigrating to Australia, primarily because it effects our mood and lifestyle so acutely.

Every winter we get further along the mental process of making the move and then it somehow the discussions wanes during the summer months only to resurface when we fantasise on a good day in the garden surrounded by food family and friends that it could be like this all the time if we moved to OZ,,, with out the family and friends ofcourse, if only we could persuade all of them to come with us.lol.

Anyway guy i just wanted to say i hear you, and i inclemitise (not a word I’m sure) but you know what i mean.

Thank you again so much for you time effort and thought put in to this blog as you know I am a big fan of your writing.

As the weather is so bad and i have a day off work I am going to potter around my lovely wee home and in true wee Scottish Housewife style just for today (thank god) i am going to make it all spic and span whilst constantly glancing as i potter at the wonder of my fireplace.

Big hug
Annemarie

By Annemarie W on 08/05/2009 at 10:36 AM - .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address)

The photo of the fire was takin the day we installed it last year must take a better one, “so chuffed with it” sorry.

By Annemarie W on 08/05/2009 at 10:39 AM - .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address)

I’m staring out of my window at a cloudless sky and bright spring sunshine. The daffodils are almost all gone, the tulips are not far behind and the street is still speckled with cherry blossom confetti. Bliss!

How right you are about the weather affecting our mood. One of my goals is to learn how to be content within regardless of storms without. When I find out how that works, I’ll let you know.

Mind you, I’m better at it than I used to be; more resilient, less bowed and more hopeful. Even in the storm.

There’s a storm going on at the moment in my life. I have very little control and have no idea what things will look like when the clouds clear. The point is, I suppose, that the clouds will clear.

While they are there, we have comforts like Annmarie’s fire; the support of others; a recovery programme and some kind of wisdom somewhere inside that tells me: it’s all right. You’re all right.

By PeaPod on 13/05/2009 at 12:23 PM - .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address)

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