I asked a preschooler, “Do you like the colorful leaves?” He said, “I like it when my mommy leaves, and then I can use any color paint I like. She does not always let me paint with lots of colors.”
Fall is a beautiful time in the area I live. The trees are spectacular with colors we never imagined. The reds, oranges, yellows and purple colors bring back the memories of the first spring flowers after a long cold winter. For preschoolers, this is an amazing site. A tree they knew was green is now changing to new colors with no help from a paint brush or crayons.
The even more amazing part is that the leaves are really not “changing colors”. They are just allowing the other colors in them to have their turn to show off. All deciduous leaves have yellow xanthophyll packages or orange carotene packages in them that wait patiently for the green chlorophyll to disappear due to the lack of daily sunlight. The leaves really do not change colors, they just wait for the green to stop being so bold. The reds and purples are caused by the sugar in the leaves getting trapped as the flow in the veins is getting stopped.
As we look at children and adults and hope they will change, what if we looked at them like leaves? They don’t really have to change. They just need to stop some parts of their personality from being so bold. What if we looked at all people as having true beauty inside of them that is just waiting for the right conditions to come out?
- What things stop you now from looking at people as beauty still in the making?
- What would change for you if you looked at all people as having beauty that was still waiting to show?
- What are some things that you could do to help others recognize their true colors?
Possibly even bigger questions:
- What would be different for YOU if you would see yourself as beautiful even when others cannot see your beauty? –also remember that green is a beautiful color even if it never gets a chance to turn into something else.
- What parts of you would you like to be a little less bold so that other parts could shine through?
“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.” Albert Camus