when I was a young boy I was terrified of thunder storms. one time during a particularly bad storm my father took me out to the covered porch and we sat on the hammock listening. after a few seconds he started humming low thruming tune. the storm outside the screen provided precession to his tune, the wind harmony, and the thunder symbal crashes. sense that day I've never been afraid of thunderstorms, I love them in fact. try to listen to the music of the storm, each one is different and waiting for someone to find it.