Changing Colors

“Autumn—that season of peculiar and inexhaustible influence on the mind of taste and tenderness—that season which has drawn from every poet worthy of being read some attempt at description, or some lines of feeling.”
-Jane Austen

By: Gabriela Yareliz

Autumn has me changing colors. There is probably no better use of our time like when we reflect and think about how we can improve.

Today was filled with fall food shopping and reflection. I love fall food shopping. You walk into Whole Foods; pumpkins line the walls; the smell of cinnamon and spice trickles inside of you and soothes your soul; and you spend a little extra time in the soup aisle. Some things don’t change. Today, I relived the awesome fall food extravaganza I enjoyed last year. There is always that one day where Whole Foods is like a magical, overcrowded world.

I think there are some things in life that also never change. It’s funny how despite how much time passes, we change, and experiences change us, but some things are still the same. Sometimes, I think time just causes dust to collect on parts of our souls, and if we aren’t careful to dust consistently, later we have to do some heavy duty cleaning to restore that shiny little thing that grew opaque. I think of God as the caring hand that has the Clorox wipe.

We need to take some responsibility for who we are becoming and not just let it happen. I have been thinking a lot recently about the steps we have to take to become who we want to be; about looking deeper at what we watch, read, celebrate–it all changes us subtly, and it changes what we radiate. I suppose it’s similar to the concept of what we eat. Our system (body, skin, hair) reflects what we put in our bodies.

There is so much in the world that sort of acts as a genuineness-destroyer. Gandhi once said to be the change you want to see in the world, but we can’t change the world if we are exactly like it.

“We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered to us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea. We are far too easily pleased.” C.S. Lewis, The Weight of Glory, and Other Addresses

We complicate our lives and enter vicious cycles of weirdness that seem to last an eternity, all because we are trying to do what we think is best, instead of accepting guidance given to us.

“And out of that hopeless attempt has come nearly all that we call human history–money, poverty, ambition, war, prostitution, classes, empires, slavery–the long terrible story of man trying to find something other than God which will make him happy.” C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity

We all do this in our own little way. We are looking for pumpkin and spice in all the wrong places.

If your leaves start turning colors, it’s okay to allow a more radiant brilliance to take over. It’s not easy or simple, but it’s worth it. The leaves die, just like we have to let pride, selfishness and other bad habits die, but then there is a more radiant rebirth, and the process continues as the tree grows.

“We are not necessarily doubting that God will do the best for us; we are wondering how painful the best will turn out to be.” C.S. Lewis

But even through changes and pain, there is beauty. So much beauty; beauty that words cannot capture.

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