"And this, too, shall pass." It sounds like a biblical reference, doesn't it?
At various times, it has been credited to the Bible or to Abraham Lincoln. It turns out that it is actually a quote from Buddha.
The way it came into my head was as a way of dealing with all this rain. I am not a rainy-day kind of gal, and driving to work in the ick, I kept repeating the mantra, "And this, too, shall pass," as a way to deal with the dreariness of the morning and the eternal line of gloomy clouds.
One of my favorite management-instruction books is, "Fish! A Remarkable Way to Boost Morale and Improve Results." The whole book focuses on how to choose to enjoy your work (with the built-in, subliminal message to carry over to your daily life).
But, dang, that stuff is hard to do when the weather is as bleak and yucky as it has been recently. I swear, I've got sunshine on the inside, but it keeps getting dripped on from the outside.
I know that Abraham Lincoln said most people are about as happy as they make up their minds to be. And as a rule, I'm a pretty happy camper, but I think I'm developing either an allergy to incessant rain, or an intestinal attachment to the sun.
I know all the clinical stuff about "the Sunshine Connection," which states that "for some people, lack of sunlight, usually during late fall and winter months, can bring on depression. Many people tend to feel a little down on cloudy days. People with seasonal affective disorder (SAD) experience depression during periods of gray weather." That is from the web site www.health.discovery.com.
But the truth is, I'm not depressed, I would just rather be a happy camper than a damp one.
And the funny thing is that it is not just those of us here in the South who are soaked. We get to feeling isolated in our, uh, "overcastness."
But look what I found on the Tenant Farmers' Blog, out of the United Kingdom: "Well, it can stop raining now! Down on the fen, we had 82 mm fall over the weekend and only 24 mm at Ermine Lodge. So good in one respect, as no more irrigation, bad in another, as all the low places in the heavy silt have puddled around the potatoes, and big areas are water slain and look sick. Some harvest weather would be good, so everything can dry out."
I can't understand all of it, either, but I get the gist of the idea that they are as waterlogged as we are, and they are equally fed up with it.
As educated humans, we are encouraged to practice continence and "moderation in all things." By the way, "moderation in all things" is another phrase that is not from the Bible. It belongs to the philosopher Aristotle.
Now, if we can just get him to take up meteorology and exert his moderate notions on the weather map, before the really messy stuff gets here in January.
Denese Rodgers is executive director of Connecting Henry, a social-services, networking, community organization in Henry County.