Is Mother Nature a lousy mother?

Most people can agree that when outside, and surrounded by nature of some sort, it can be a comforting feeling; the pleasant sound of wind rustling the leaves, or waves gently crashing along a shore, but is nature as calm and pleasant as it seems?

Take the ocean for example, all that water and it’s still possible to die of thirst, or the fact that even the calmest bodies of water could be hiding horrible current, waiting to pull you under. This could even be seen as a metaphor for life in a way; even when things seem like they are great, and nothing could go wrong, there’s always something there waiting to grab and pull you under. However, nowhere has has nature told us that the ocean is for anything but transport between islands, however people just complain when they can’t use it for another purpose.

Mother Nature has also given us the bitter irony of a desert - scorching hot during the day but freezing cold during the night, rather than the usual climate of an average temperature. Of course, that is the average for a desert.

This brings me to the point of is Mother Nature really a lousy mother? Or are we just fussy children? In an everyday town, particularly like Blackpool, we complain because of the same everyday weather, because it doesn't change, or we complain because we get the one off day of random heat or rain, showing we don’t like the same weather everyday, but we also don’t like weather that’s predictable. This can link to the desert; it’s a desert’s nature to be like that, however people complain, because we don’t like it.

Mother Nature is all about survival of the fittest, and perhaps even Murphy's law - what can go wrong, will go wrong - but it’s the common case of life is going to make or break you, but you’ve got to decide which.

Everything in nature, even trees in a calm forest, is capable of killing you, as it could fall, but does that really mean Mother Nature is a lousy mother? Or does it mean that we are careless? Is it not more a case of if we treat nature with respect it respects us? Studies have shown that people who talk to their plants tend to grow greener, and taller plants.

Mother Nature at her finest is beautiful, impersonal, and of course murderous, but does that not just mean that our respect is deserved?

Mother Nature is a beautiful thing, who nurtures us, and only becomes this murderous force when we don’t play by her rules. She is the mother who wants the best for us, like any parent, and will teach us a lesson if we cannot be what we have the potential to be, even if this lesson is lethal.