I am writing this letter only to express my thoughts and ask a few questions. In no way do I intend to express disrespect in any way. I love you as the Mother of Earth you are to all of us here. My trust for your wisdom is deep. I try my very best to keep my belief strong that you always have in mind what is best for the long-term. However……
When a few years ago one of your winter’s storms brought so much ice that the city shut down for over a week, it was not a pleasing adventure. Yet, I accepted that time with an open mind and drew upon my Boy Scout training in my youth to cope. I did get through it OK, but Mother Nature I ask you to please not bring another of those for a while. Surely one of those lessons per lifetime is enough, Right?
The drought you sent us a few years ago is fresh in my mind. I will never forget all the brown lawns and the burned places from fire on the side of the road. Waking in the morning and seeing what I thought was fog only to find out it is smoke from a fire 50 miles away is still a fresh memory. Were you mad as us for any particular reason then?
The time spent inside a closet timidly hiding from the tornadoes that you spun this past spring is a fresh memory. Until recent years I was never afraid of your tornadoes, but now seeing the damage done in cities less than a hundred miles away I am pointedly aware of the harm possible by some of your creations. Mother Nature we are well aware and are in awe of your spectacular power. You’re scaring us. Can you stop showing off now?
The rain is something I love, especially one of your steady downpours with a bit of lightning and thunder. I think these are some of your best “fireworks” and enjoy them very much. However, this Spring it rained and stormed for weeks without let up. We were drowning. Why could you not have saved some of that rain to bring to us now when we need it so much?
Only once while living somewhere else do I recall experiencing a large, rare hail storm. It was one for the history books that took snow removal equipment to clear the roads. I was impressed as I believe most people were and understand your need to remind us of your power and strength once in a while. I accept that. However, what is with the numerous reminders this year with the frequent golf ball, even softball, sized hail? Mother Nature, are you pissed off at us?
When I moved to this more southerly location over a decade ago, I was told it only snowed a little bit each winter. One person here described it as “getting dusted with snow a few times each winter”. So I sold my snow blower to a neighbor back in the Midwest thinking I would not need it again. Of course, now I wish I still had it. I think you are just showing off with all the record snows you have been gifting us with the last few winters. This last one caused me more than once to think about moving to a more temperate climate. What’s with all the snow Mam?
Until the last few years, I could not have even spelled the word “tsunami” but have now read it to the point it is common in my mind. I know we human beings have made a mess of things here on Earth, but some of us are trying to do better. So, Mother Nature, are the twenty and thirty foot walls of water and all the destruction something you have to send so often now to try and teach us?
Oh, yes! Then there are the massively strong earthquakes that are happening more and more frequently. I can’t comprehend the reason for the destruction and death that has come with them. Are you remodeling, experimenting or just plain angry?
Crystal clear in my memory is my ride through one of your awesome category five hurricanes. I did not realize how afraid I should have been until afterwards I saw the wreckage and destruction. I suppose there is logic I don’t full grasp in clearing out the old to make way for the new that such storms cause. But, Mother Nature, is it really necessary to be redecorating so often now?
There is no doubt you are a record setter and are always looking to better a previous achievement of the past. All know that from time to time you will achieve a new benchmark as your way of reminding us all of just how complete your control is. So what is going on with all the frequent records of the last few years? Are you showing off?
Do you know how grateful I am for each sunrise and every time the moon climbs into the sky? Are you aware of my thanks for each raindrop, snowflake and breeze that blows by? Can you understand that I appreciate the artfulness in each of your clouds above, in each sound your sky makes and the momentary painting your lightning gives to nighttime? Mother Nature, what I have written here is done with gratitude and with questions like those a child might ask. I hope they are received with the intent they are sent. And oh, by the way. Lots of us need some rain right now. Can you wrap up some in a bunch of big, ole white clouds and send that to us soon? We’d sure appreciate it! Thank you.
She moves in a mysterious way,
Her wonders to perform.
She plants her footsteps in the sea,
and rides upon the storm.
adapted from a poem by William Cowper