The other day while I was crocheting, I noticed that a lot of the yarn colors I had picked out over the years had a lot of grays, warm neutrals, and toned-down, muted shades of color. They were all lovely colors, but my eyes needed something more vibrant and stimulating.

I went to the store and began looking for the brightest colors. I wanted fiery reds and blazing oranges, turmeric yellows and royal purples. My mind was ablaze for the first time in years because my appetite for color needed to be satiated.

I first noticed how the colors I liked most reflected my moods in my late teens when I had a difficult time transitioning from pencils, ink, and charcoal to colored pencils and pastels. I used to jokingly think there was a correlation between the times in my life I was feeling subdued and introspective with the times I felt most awake and alive.

Then, a few years ago, the colors I chose were reflected in my wardrobe when I went from wearing grayscale to monochromatic yellow to finally wearing colors from all parts of the color spectrum.

I noticed a shift in the colors that were drawing me in last week, and that was when I knew change was in the air. Leaves change color from green to red to orange and to yellow in the Fall because they are trying to attract even more sunlight before the cold Winter. Perhaps my eyes are trying to soak in more color before the days are get shorter and the sun sets earlier.

I am drawn bright colors because I am awake and alive.


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