What is so calming about a storm? Do I thrive on chaos?

Don’t threaten me with love, baby. Let’s just go walking in the rain.–Billie Holiday

I was getting ready for my second job of the day last Thursday when I saw that the skies were darkening and storm clouds were rolling in. I was so mad that I couldn’t be out in the middle of it. I wanted to feel the rush of wind on my face, and to let it give me rock star hair. To feel the electricity of the lightning raise goose bumps on my skin. To feel the rain on my cheeks and taste it on my lips. For me there is something so peaceful about a thunderstorm. The darkness, the lightning, the thunder, the rain, the hail, the fury. It just gets to me, heightens my senses, but also calms me. Maybe it’s because my mind is always moving, obsessing, second guessing, wondering. It’s exhausting sometimes to be in my head…. The storm was so strong, the winds high, the rain came down so quickly there was flooding. Tornadoes were all around us. Fortunately we were all safe. Some in Dexter weren’t so lucky…. Homes were flattened by the tornadoes, many people struggled to get home safely. The hail was ginormous. After a three hour shift it was time for me to head home. Most of the rain had ended, but there were still a few sprinkles. The wind was still high and there were lightning strikes coming from every direction. As I left the city the show that nature put on for me was spectacular! Just after I exited the highway I found a dirt road, pulled onto it and threw the car in park. I got out, perched myself on the hood of my car and watched the display. I felt calm, serene, and in control for the first time in a long time….. I didn’t think about the danger of sitting on metal during a lightning storm. I actually kind of reveled in it. After about 10 minutes of the wind whipping in my hair, the rain on my lips, and the lightning heightening my senses, I pulled myself away, got in my car and headed home. Where I knew I would be greeted with a kiss, warm food, and love from my dear husband…. But secretly I wanted to be out sitting on the hood of my car, letting the lightning overtake me….

19 thoughts on “What is so calming about a storm? Do I thrive on chaos?

  1. I am so with you on this – I love it too. When I was a kid I’d go to the top of the house (the attic room) and gaze out over the town below when a storm was raging. I could sit there for hours! Maybe it’s got something to do with witnessing unbridled power – something bigger than ourselves, than our species. It’s just magnificent.

  2. I know exactly what you’re talking about. I love watching storms. In our old house the covered porch faced north and I usually could stand out there and watch the storm without getting too wet. For some reason one of my dogs has developed strong noise anxiety (storms, fireworks) so I rarely now enjoy a “peaceful storm” because I have to hold on to her to keep her calmer.

  3. Lisa get her a thunder shirt. It’ll keep her calm during storms. You can buy them online or at a pet store. It holds them close and makes for less anxiety. Thanks so much for reading.

  4. I have to agree, it is a great post. I think the reason we love the chaos of thunderstorms is that it helps put our own chaos in perspective, at least it does for me. Nature can be a wondrous power to soothe our souls, even when it is crazy chaotic.

  5. I love storms. They make me feel so small, but oddly, it’s a positive experience. Because, for whatever reason, the smaller I am, the bigger – the more important – I feel. Ya dig?

  6. I love love love thunder and lightening storms…but we don’t really get them in LA! And if we started, I’d be very worried!! So its a real treat when I’m somewhere and we get one. Your description brought me right back to some of the times I have gotten caught up in one. And longing for another…

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