Updated: Apr 3
Storm Eunice that swept the UK this past weekend started my thought process with the fact that storms were once only given female names. Historically that wasn't always the case but in 1950 the US decided to use women's names only, which lasted for about 30 years. It is not officially known why that was decided but there is a persisting idea that it came from a sexist view that women are irrational and temperamental. At the time weathermen frequently used this sort of language to describe the behaviour of storms. "Teasing the coastline" or "this one is temperamental", were popular phrases and mockingly comparing a dangerous natural phenomenon with the perceived nature of women.
Naturally this is not exactly a flattering one of a woman's nature and based on long held views within many societies that dictated acceptable behaviour for women and men.
That led me to think about myself and my own inner and indeed outer storms. I had to admit, and that with pride, that there is no lack of hurricanes in my inner and outer lives.
All of us, male or female, can erupt in a storm of emotions and sometimes this storm is sacred.
Sacred Rage vs. Misguided Anger
When our rage comes from deep wounds of our past, it turns into a destructive force that hurts the people around us. The anger is 'misguided' because the situation wouldn't merit this behaviour if deeper, possibly even unrelated, hurt wasn't triggered.
Sacred Rage, however, comes from a sense of purpose. The behaviour is a direct trigger of witnessing or experiencing injustice or for the pursuit of a just course of action. The rage is then a necessary and powerful force to stand your ground and/or follow the truth of your spirit. This type of rage has a completely different energy. The energy that comes from purpose rather than hurt, has a power that can move mountains and can spark revolutions. It is the creator of wonders, not the destroyer of spirits.
Dangers of Misinterpretation
Sometimes, misguided anger and pain can be misinterpreted as sacred rage and may lead us along a path of a perceived mission of justice. When this happens we convince ourselves of our just cause but because the energy behind it comes from unprocessed emotions, it will likely cause pain and destruction. There are countless examples of this in history and in our world today. But because my reflections are about the awakening of the instinctive feminine we can see these misinterpretations within feminine movements as well. The pain of women's past is so deep that our sense of duty can turn into a vendetta. The raging storm destroys the old with the intention of creating new and better things, but instead creates just a different kind of hurt.
I don't have an answer to all the confusion we are left with, but I would say the practice of a conscious mind, is certainly helpful.
When my thoughts made a full circle, I couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed that storms aren't exclusively named after women anymore. Because I feel that as we become increasingly more in touch with our instinctual nature, understanding and feeling the truth of our storms, becomes a badge of honour. But that's just me and my personal development of stepping into my feminine power. Part of this process is finding our place side by side with the sacred masculine after all.