Both King Lear and my relationship with nature

     King Lear and I are extremely similar in the fact that we are not exactly "one with nature". When talking to Kent, the gentlemen describes King Lear's difficult time, "Contending with the fretful elements". He also considers King Lear to be overwhelmed by the wind and rain. I'm inferring this conversation to mean that King Lear probably has not spent most of his life "roughing it" outdoors. As a royal, he probably spends a majority if not all of his time sitting upon a throne in luxury. I think it is safe to say King Lear is very stubborn because he would rather stand out in a raging storm than forgive his daughters when clearly him and nature do not go together in harmony. He almost blames nature for his daughters' wrath against him (and takes their side), and firmly believes the bad weather is just another aspect of his life that is out to get him. 

     I have always considered myself more of an indoor person rather than an outdoor person. For one thing, I have had terribly awful outdoor allergies my entire life, so the days of Spring and Fall are mostly filled with drowsiness, tissues, and Claritin. Just like King Lear, I am sure if we were ever stranded in the wilderness, we would be absolutely clueless. In scene 2 of Act 2, King Lear claims that the storms will be a good thing, bringing any enemy lurking in the dark into the light, "Let the great gods/That keep this dreadful pudder o'er our heads/Find out their enemies now". I think that during this day and age, nature had an element of revelation and had an ability that humans did not have to be able to bring truth. With my modern (but often times cynical) look on things, I just see weather as weather. I don't seem to find a redeeming quality in it to be frank.