re: the weather report, notes on serendipity

Our weather is rather tender and tends to have different effects on the planet. Heavy winds = enormous waves, for example. Karlie asked me to write about the weather—and what more is there to say about it? It just is. A reckless being, a corporeal and incorporeal life that NOURISHES our planet with nutrients and in turn, maybe selfishly thinking, provides us. It provides us with tools and energy that we have to return to fortify the bond with this sphere of consciousness. The impenetrably groggy days that make us as vulnerable as the weather. It's innately human to be influenced by our immediate surroundings. Perhaps, our first interaction with influence—in all of its various forms—is with the weather. Like the influence to stay cozy at home on a boreal day or the rambunctious nature of running to soak up the sun on a warm, cloudless day.

Sometimes, in a spark of spontaneity, I will dash out of the house on a rainy day (a day you'd expect me to stay inside) and soak that in too. It influenced me, there was underlying discomfort from what rain has been presented as to me—dirty cloud pellets. They are, but they are also nature’s showers washing the fear away and when there's a little kaleidoscopic puddle at the end.

I can look in it and witness the dirty water pellets dripping down me. But inside, I didn't feel dirty anymore, I felt motivated to take more rain showers and connect with nature and myself in a way I hadn't before—to see what I can wash away to make space for all that could be FORECASTING, one could proclaim. Maybe the weather is more than just “is." Maybe it is the cold plunge for mental health, maybe it is all that can be, and all that was. When we cried, laughed, smiled, frowned—the weather was there, sometimes we even use it to influence our lives. The dirty cloud pellets, the sunny skies,the heavy winds and high tides. The only thing we can do is learn to adapt to it and work together, work with shared influences.

It happens for a reason.

It all does.

It's SERENDIPITY.

written by logan robinson

substack: logan’s forecast