Another month, another Superstorm – this time Haiyan, the “largest cyclone ever to make landfall”(in recorded history).

There is also this story out of Africa: “Deadly, Rare Tropical Cyclone Hits Somalia.” It seems that the Arabian Sea’s winds, which historically prevent cyclones from forming, are getting weaker due to pollution blocking sunlight, “Without the destructive winds, cyclones are growing stronger,” according to the researchers’ study, published Nov. 2, 2011, in the journal, Nature.

According to the World Meteorological Association, this year is likely to be one of the hottest on record, while sea levels have already reached a record high.

No one reading this needs to be convinced that the climate is changing, that storms are getting stronger, extremes are becoming more common.

Those who do not see it are truly in denial, because the reality threatens the lifestyle they hold dear, and they cannot bear that.

We love weather because it is exciting – because it is an intimate part of the beautiful Earth, of the miraculous world on which we live. When it is dramatic it arouses our sense of aliveness, our own connection with all of life. When it is destructive, it is intensely painful – reminding us of the fragility of life, of the profound suffering that goes on, almost constantly, in many places on the planet.

At those times, weather is hard to love. Yet its teachings are clear, and firm.

It is teaching us that we are all related, that we all have a role in the stewardship of the Earth. That what we do to ourselves and the environment must affect all that is. That without the co-operation of Nature, we have no chance…

We cannot control what weather does, but we can control ourselves. We can control our thoughts and actions, the strife and disharmony with which we pollute our spirit. We can control the garbage and waste with which we pollute the land, sea and air.

If we can find the heart, the courage – and dedication – to step up on behalf of the earth and sky that is our home – so that our ways of living actually foster a viable world, then perhaps the stories of superstorms, 500 year floods, mega-droughts, rising sea levels, and all the associated distress will never become commonplace – as they might if we just look the other way…

Pain and suffering is part of life in this world. Weather teaches us about this, too. The love of weather goes beyond the fun, the thrill of thunder, the wonder of snow. It is really a love for all it has to teach, all that is true, all that is…