It happens all too often. Get out of bed with a little hangover, walk outside and feel the warmth of the sunshine, and recover just like that. Maybe find ourselves to be a little too inspired and need to eat something in order to settle.
Rain and cool weather can also provide a very strong outlet for the our emotions. When feeling a little down and out, all we have to do is hear the pitter patter, look through the fuzz of falling drops of water in the window, and realise that the weather is expressing exactly how we are feeling.
To get outside and feel the crisp air at sunrise in the winter, no amount of coffee and calorific breakfasts can wake us up like so. Its always nice to be distracted from personal ailings by the change in weather, whether it be the low-riding sun and full moon, or high noon and the Turkish crescent in the sky.
It may be possible to feel a sense of achievement when we find ourselves experiencing yet another change in weather. For many moons and generations ago, it was. From flood to harvest to dry season, we have it imprinted in our collective conscience to be proud of ourselves that we went through so much toil and yes, we survived it. Hopefully all our loved ones pulled through as well, but it is paramount to make sure we look after number 1, ourselves.
Or maybe the warm and fuzzies come from the fact that we are welcoming change. From deep within us there is a sense of happiness in being proven again and again that no, not every day is the same. We may be doing the same thing for the rest of our lives, and it won't matter. The weather will provide the entertainment, along with the change in fashion and attitude that comes with it.
If you ask the friendly local Libran representative, they will tell you it is the balance of natural justice. The cool weather facilitates insight and introversion, while the warmer months make for heightened stimulation and extroverted tendencies. The worries of the world seem in balance when the weather is gorgeous in Pakistan and its too nippy to get out of bed in Vancouver.
Sometimes a change in weather is the only way we can change our emotions.
'As long as we have the weather,
the sunlight will guide us
and the rain will surely find us'
Amel Larrieux
Having a long-winded and rather one-sided conversation over the phone a while back, the receiver struck up the topic of the opposite sex and how his new high-flying job could bring about a fair amount of success in this arena. His take on what success is, and how he intends to get there, was quite strategic and well thought out.
He felt he had plenty of experience when it came to women of his own little circle - islanders and aboriginals - and went on to describe his version of Sydney's food chain, bottom to top. From where he was he intended to work up to Mediterranean, through to "glamours."
Damn that word.
In his context, glamour meant blue eyes, blonde hair and white skin. For me, Greek, Italian and Lebanese women tend to be amongst the most beautiful on the planet - not to forget the Tongans - but me talking such shameless opportunism is not the purpose here.
Through this conversation, he had managed to define the underlying tension behind the negativity surrounding and indeed including the Sydney area. Another way he could think would be:
4. Sydney West girl
3. Sydney South girl
2. Sydney East girl
1. Sydney North girl
The idea is so stereotypical, yet so painfully common in this internationally-known city of ours. The only purpose it is serving is to have generated a Caste system - something like the complex socio-economic structures you can find in India. Or is every city in the world like this, with sweeping generalisations that span continents and generations and are so deeply rooted in our societies that one does not notice them just by scratching the surface?
These would be the thoughts for such imprisoned thinkers to take with them when travelling and experiencing the world at large. From peasantry to aristocracy, public housing to mansions, rags to riches, it would be well worth witnessing for ourselves the social norms that shape different regions of the Earth. One must be intrepid.
And bear witness to the unravelling of what once held us back from the wiser decisions in our lives.