Autumn Abandon.

“All the trees are losing their leaves, and not one of them is worried.”
- Donald Miller

They stand, half naked with skirts of vibrant orange, bright yellow branches reaching like hands outstretched to a gray sky.

They are exuberant in the losing, brilliant with abandon, and I am both awestruck and jealous.

His use of the word whiny actually made me smile, even though (and maybe because) it was about my writing.

Criticism is what I crave right now. I need someone to correct my grammar, to straighten my crooked reasoning, to remind me not to be too precious with my posts.

What a relief it is to hear someone say, you can do better.

I want to paint like the branches, bursting in cadmium, crimson, cabernet. Iron oxide, ocher, olive, emerald.

I want to shed my words like those leaves, unafraid of what I am losing, so to let my soil mature for spring. The right words will come back to me later, when I’ve grown up a little.

We are most vivid when we’re willing to let go of our laurels.

  • http://www.gabbingwithgrace.com/ Grace at {Gabbing with Grace}

    yeah, true, but it’s pretty scary to let go of those laurels. I hear ya though.

  • http://the-blank-page.blogspot.com/ Laura Mills

    “I want to shed my words like those leaves, unafraid of what I am losing, so to let my soil mature for spring. The right words will come back to me later, when I’ve grown up a little.” This is my favorite line. I’m revising a batch of short stories at the moment and this post really captures what I’m feeling. Thanks for another inspiring post. (This also got me in a fall mood, even though here in Houston it still feels like summer and the leaves haven’t even started changing yet. I need an excuse to drink apple cider!)

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  • http://lovesubverts.com M. Joshua Cauller

    Love this sentiment. Great stuff.

    As a once-cold design major, I learned a ton about how to give powerful critical advice that moves others toward progress. Took a bit longer to realize that without feeling and relationship, that criticism was more like sword slashes than surgical cuts.

    As this is the first i’m reading your blog, I’ll subscribe. Maybe after a while, I’ll be able to encourage you. As for now, I’ll mostly just listen.

  • http://twitter.com/gritandglory Alece Ronzino

    oh bethany, i love this. each of your words feels perfectly laden with purpose and significance and beauty.

    i want to be that tree, “exuberant in the losing, brilliant with abandon”…

  • http://www.eloranicole.com/ elora nicole ramirez

    good night, bethany. this is beautiful.

  • http://anokinashahbaz.com/ Anokina Shahbaz

    Beautiful message Bethany… you said so much in such a little post. I crave that abandon too… in my writing, and my life. Happy Autumn to you.