{"id":3876,"date":"2026-10-02T07:30:39","date_gmt":"2026-10-02T07:30:39","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/meumon.synology.me\/museu\/?p=3876"},"modified":"2026-10-02T18:47:50","modified_gmt":"2026-10-02T18:47:50","slug":"meteorologia-emocional","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/meumon.synology.me\/museu\/meteorologia-emocional\/","title":{"rendered":"Meteorologia emocional"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Etimologies: <a href=\"http:\/\/meumon.synology.me\/museu\/etimologies\/#temps\">el temps<\/a>,\u00a0 <a href=\"http:\/\/meumon.synology.me\/museu\/el-temps-meteorologic\/\">El temps meteorol\u00f2gic<\/a><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium\" src=\"http:\/\/meumon.synology.me\/museu\/fonsimatges\/illustracions\/cbnuvol.jpg\" width=\"300\" \/><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium\" src=\"http:\/\/meumon.synology.me\/museu\/fonsimatges\/illustracions\/haddock.jpg\" width=\"200\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>La boira i els n\u00favols, confusi\u00f3 i tristesa<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>La p\u00e8rdua de visibilitat a la natura equival a la p\u00e8rdua de claredat mental o de felicitat.<br \/>\nEn catal\u00e0 es diu &#8220;tenir el cap emboirat&#8221; o &#8220;estar emboirat&#8221;, &#8220;veure-ho tot negre&#8221; (Quan els n\u00favols mentals no deixen veure la llum, pessimisme o tristesa).<br \/>\nEn Llat\u00ed, nubis (n\u00favol) i nebula (boira) s\u00f3n usats per indicar la confusi\u00f3 o el dol. Es deia que el dolor o la gelosia obducere nubem (estenia un n\u00favol) sobre el rostre d&#8217;alg\u00fa. Caligo era la boira espessa o la foscor de la ment davant d&#8217;una gran pena o de la bogeria (caligo mentis).<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>A Foggy Day (George &amp; Ira Gershwin). &#8220;A foggy day in London Town \/ Had me low and had me down \/ (&#8230;) But the age of miracles hadn&#8217;t passed \/ For suddenly, I saw you there.&#8221;<\/li>\n<li>Wrap Your Troubles in Dreams (And Dream Your Troubles Away) (Bing Crosby \/ Jazz standard) &#8220;When skies are cloudy and gray \/ They&#8217;re only gray for a day \/ So wrap your troubles in dreams \/ And dream your troubles away.&#8221;<\/li>\n<li>Cloudy (Simon &amp; Garfunkel,1966). &#8220;My thoughts are scattered and they&#8217;re cloudy \/They have no borders, no boundaries\/They echo and they swell\/From Tolstoy to Tinker Bell\/Down from Berkeley to Carmel\/Got some pictures in my pocket and a lot of time to kill\/Hey, sunshine\/I haven&#8217;t seen you in a long time\/Why don&#8217;t you show your face and bend my mind?\/These clouds stick to the sky\/Like a floating question, &#8220;Why?&#8221;\/They linger there to die&#8221;.<\/li>\n<li>I Can See Clearly Now\u201d (Johnny Nash, 1972). &#8221; I can see clearly now the rain is gone\/I can see all obstacles in my way\/Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind\/It&#8217;s gonna be a bright, bright sun shiny day\/It&#8217;s gonna be a bright, bright sun shiny day.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p><strong>La pluja i la tempesta, tristesa, ira, desesperaci\u00f3<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>La pluja com a ll\u00e0grimes. La tempesta com a explosi\u00f3 d&#8217;ira.<br \/>\n&#8220;El cel plora&#8221;,&#8221;Descarregar la tempesta&#8221;: Quan alg\u00fa llan\u00e7a tota la seva r\u00e0bia o f\u00faria acumulada sobre una altra persona.<br \/>\nEn Llat\u00ed, Fletus re rorantis (el plor que brolla com la rosada\/pluja), Lucreci i Virgili associaven sovint el plor hum\u00e0 amb els fen\u00f2mens l\u00edquids del cel. Quan una persona perdia el control per culpa de la ira o el patiment, els llatins deien que el seu esperit patia una tempestas (tempesta) o un turbo, animnus turbidus (remol\u00ed, turbul\u00e8ncia). Cicer\u00f3 usava constantment aquestes met\u00e0fores per parlar de les turbul\u00e8ncies de l&#8217;\u00e0nima.<\/p>\n<p>Shakespeare. King Lear, III ACT: &#8220;<a href=\"http:\/\/meumon.synology.me\/ephemeracat\/mm\/shak3.html#Lear%20a%20la%20tempesta%7Coutline\">Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! rage! blow!<\/a>&#8221; (Quan Lear est\u00e0 exposat a la tempesta, comen\u00e7a a prendre consci\u00e8ncia de la vulnerabilitat dels altres \u00e9ssers humans. La tempesta exterior acaba produint una mena de tempesta moral.)<br \/>\nPercy Bysshe Shelley. Ode to the West Wind. &#8220;O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn&#8217;s being \/ If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?&#8221;<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>Stormy Weather (Harold Arlen \/ Ted Koehler &#8211; interpretada per Billie Holiday, Etta James, etc.). &#8220;Don&#8217;t know why there&#8217;s no sun up in the sky \/ Stormy weather \/ Since my man and I ain&#8217;t together \/ Keeps rainin&#8217; all the time.&#8221;<\/li>\n<li>Raining in My Heart (Buddy Holly \/ Slim Harpo). &#8220;The sun is out, the sky is blue \/ There&#8217;s not a cloud to spoil the view \/ But it&#8217;s raining, raining in my heart.&#8221;<\/li>\n<li>Come Rain or Come Shine (Johnny Mercer \/ Harold Arlen), Prometre amor incondicional tant en els bons moments (el sol) com en els dolents (la pluja). &#8220;I&#8217;m gonna love you like nobody&#8217;s loved you \/ Come rain or come shine.&#8221;<\/li>\n<li>The Sky Is Crying (Elmore James &#8211; Blues cl\u00e0ssic): &#8220;The sky is crying \/ Look at the tears rolling down the street \/ I&#8217;m looking for my baby \/ And I wonder where can she be.&#8221;<\/li>\n<li>Call It Stormy Monday (But Tuesday Is Just as Bad) (T-Bone Walker). &#8220;They call it stormy Monday, and, baby, Tuesday&#8217;s just as bad \/ Call it stormy Monday, and, baby, Tuesday&#8217;s just as bad \/ Wednesday&#8217;s worse, Thursday&#8217;s oh so sad \/ The eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play \/ Well the eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play \/ Sunday I go to church, I kneel down and pray&#8221;<\/li>\n<li>September in the rain (Harry Warren, Al Dubin), Dinah washington. &#8220;Though spring is here \/To me it&#8217;s still September\/That September in the rain&#8221;<\/li>\n<li>It Never Rains in southern California (Albert Hammond). &#8220;Out of work, I&#8217;m out of my head \/ Out of self respect, I&#8217;m out of bread \/ I&#8217;m underloved, I&#8217;m underfed \/ I wanna go home \/ It never rains in California, but girl, don&#8217;t they warn ya \/ It pours, man, it pours<\/li>\n<li>Stormy (Classic IV) . &#8220;You were the sunshine, baby, whenever you smiled \/ But I call you Stormy today \/ All of a sudden that ol&#8217; rain&#8217;s fallin&#8217; down \/ And my world is cloudy and gray \/ You&#8217;ve gone away \/\u00a0 [Chorus] \/ Oh, Stormy, oh, Stormy \/ Bring back that sunny day&#8221;<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p><strong>El sol i el bon temps: La joia i la serenor<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Ser un sol&#8221; o &#8220;tenir una rialla radiant&#8221;: Atribuir la calidesa i la lluminositat solar a alg\u00fa alegre o bondad\u00f3s. &#8220;Tornar a sortir el sol&#8221;: Recuperar l&#8217;esperan\u00e7a despr\u00e9s d&#8217;una \u00e8poca dolenta o de dol.<br \/>\nEn llat\u00ed Serenitas \/ Serenus servia per descriure un cel ras i lliure de n\u00favols (caelum serenum). Molt aviat va passar a descriure la ment del savi (la serenitas animi de la qual parlava S\u00e8neca), que roman tranquil\u00b7la davant de les adversitats. Vultu nitido, tenir el rostre o l&#8217;\u00e0nim &#8220;brillant&#8221; o &#8220;resplendent&#8221; com el sol per causa de la felicitat.<\/p>\n<p>Shakespeare. Sonnet 18. &#8220;Shall I compare thee to a summer&#8217;s day?&#8221; \/ Thou art more lovely and more temperate: \/ Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, \/ And summer\u2019s lease hath all too short a date; \/ But thy eternal summer shall not fade, \/ Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow\u2019st; \/ Nor shall death brag thou wander\u2019st in his shade, \/ When in eternal lines to time thou grow\u2019st: \/ So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, \/ So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.&#8221;<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>Over the Rainbow (Harold Arlen, Harburg, Judy Garland) &#8220;Somewhere over the rainbow \/ Way up high \/ There&#8217;s a land that I heard of \/ Once in a lullaby \/ \/ Somewhere over the rainbow \/ Skies are blue \/ And the dreams that you dare to dream \/ Really do come true \/ \/ Someday I&#8217;ll wish upon a star \/ And wake up where the clouds are far behind me \/ Where troubles melt like lemon drops \/ Away above the chimney tops \/ That&#8217;s where you&#8217;ll find me&#8221;<\/li>\n<li>Blue Skies (Irving Berlin, 1926). &#8220;Blue skies smiling at me \/ Nothing but blue skies do I see \/ Blue birds singing a song \/ Nothing but blue skies from now on \/ Never saw the sun shining so bright \/ Never saw things going so right.<\/li>\n<li>On the Sunny Side of the Street (Jimmy McHugh \/ Dorothy Fields). &#8220;Grab your coat and get your hat \/ Leave your worry on the doorstep \/ Just direct your feet \/ To the sunny side of the street.&#8221;<\/li>\n<li>I&#8217;ve Got My Love to Keep Me Warm (Irving Berlin). &#8220;The snow is snowing, the wind is blowing \/ But I can weather the storm \/ What do I care how much it may storm? \/ I&#8217;ve got my love to keep me warm.&#8221;<\/li>\n<li>Here Comes the Sun (The Beatles) &#8220;Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo-doo, here comes the sun \/ And I say it&#8217;s all right \/ Little darling, it&#8217;s been a long cold lonely winter \/ Little darling, it feels like years since it&#8217;s been here&#8221; .<\/li>\n<li>Good Day Sunshine (The Beatles). &#8221; Good day sunshine, good day sunshine, good day sunshine \/ I need to laugh and when the sun is out \/ I&#8217;ve got something I can laugh about \/ I feel good in a special way \/ I&#8217;m in love and it&#8217;s a sunny day&#8221;.<\/li>\n<li>The Sunshine of love (Armstrong). &#8220;Where there is sunshine, oh that&#8217;s where you are\/ Where there is laughter, then you can&#8217;t be far&#8221;.<\/li>\n<li>Bring Me Sunshine (Morecambe &amp; Wise \/ Willie Nelson) en s\u00f3n un gran exemple: &#8220;Bring me sunshine in your smiles \/ Bring me laughter all the while.&#8221;<\/li>\n<li>I&#8217;m walking on Sunshine (Katrina and the Waves). &#8220;I used to think maybe you loved me\/Now baby, I&#8217;m sure\/&#8230;\/ Now I&#8217;m walking on sunshine, whoa<\/li>\n<li>You are my Sunshine (Ray Charles). &#8220;Whoa you are my sunshine\/&#8230;Well, little girl you make me happy sometimes\/ When my skies are grey&#8221;<\/li>\n<li>Ain&#8217;t no sunshine (Bill Withers). &#8220;Ain&#8217;t no sunshine when she&#8217;s gone\/It&#8217;s not warm when she&#8217;s away&#8221;<\/li>\n<li>You are the sunshine of my life (Stevie Wonder). &#8220;You are the sunshine of my life\/That&#8217;s why I&#8217;ll always be around&#8221;<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p><strong>El gel i el fred: s\u00edmbol de la indifer\u00e8ncia, o de al solitud<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Quedar-se gla\u00e7at&#8221;: Sentir una par\u00e0lisi sobtada per culpa de la por o d&#8217;una sorpresa desagradable, &#8220;tenir el cor de gel&#8221;.<br \/>\nEn Llat\u00ed frigidus s&#8217;aplicava a les persones sense entusiasme o porugues. El text po\u00e8tic cl\u00e0ssic sovint descriu com la por gla\u00e7a la sang (sanguis gelidus).<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>A Fine Romance (jerome kern\/ Dorothy Fields) &#8220;A fine romance, my friend, this is\/We should be like a couple of hot tomatoes\/But you&#8217;re as cold as yesterday&#8217;s mashed potatoes\/&#8230;\/ You&#8217;re calmer than the seals in the Arctic Ocean\/At least they flap their fins to express emotions&#8221;<\/li>\n<li>&#8220;Cold, Cold Heart&#8221; (Hank Williams, popularitzat en el jazz per Tony Bennett i Norah Jones): &#8220;I try so hard my dear to show that you&#8217;re my every thought \/ But you&#8217;re afraid to trust me now, all because of your cold, cold heart&#8221;.<\/li>\n<li>&#8220;Autumn Leaves&#8221; (Les Feuilles Mortes. &#8220;Since you went away the days grow long \/ And soon I&#8217;ll hear old winter&#8217;s song&#8221;. El cantant veu com s&#8217;apropa el fred de l&#8217;hivern de manera inevitable en quedar-se sol.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Etimologies: el temps,\u00a0 El temps meteorol\u00f2gic La boira i els n\u00favols, confusi\u00f3 i tristesa La p\u00e8rdua de visibilitat a la natura equival a la p\u00e8rdua de claredat mental o de felicitat. En catal\u00e0 es diu &#8220;tenir el cap emboirat&#8221; o &#8220;estar emboirat&#8221;, &#8220;veure-ho tot negre&#8221; (Quan els n\u00favols mentals no deixen veure la llum, pessimisme &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"http:\/\/meumon.synology.me\/museu\/meteorologia-emocional\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Meteorologia emocional&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[17],"tags":[],"anotacio":[],"civilitzacio":[],"spec":[],"aspecies":[],"Tema poesia":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/meumon.synology.me\/museu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3876"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/meumon.synology.me\/museu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/meumon.synology.me\/museu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/meumon.synology.me\/museu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/meumon.synology.me\/museu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3876"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/meumon.synology.me\/museu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3876\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/meumon.synology.me\/museu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3876"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/meumon.synology.me\/museu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3876"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/meumon.synology.me\/museu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3876"},{"taxonomy":"anotacio","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/meumon.synology.me\/museu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/anotacio?post=3876"},{"taxonomy":"civilitzacio","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/meumon.synology.me\/museu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/civilitzacio?post=3876"},{"taxonomy":"spec","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/meumon.synology.me\/museu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/spec?post=3876"},{"taxonomy":"aspecies","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/meumon.synology.me\/museu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/aspecies?post=3876"},{"taxonomy":"Tema poesia","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/meumon.synology.me\/museu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/Tema poesia?post=3876"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}