My love affair with white paint, white decor, white furniture, and white fashion endures in our current home and goes way back, maybe to treasured white gogo boots from my kindergarten fashion days. Did you see yesterday’s shabby chic goodness blessed with lovely white in droves?
White has never bored me, never reminded me of anything undesirable. It’s clean, crisp sheets, billowy clouds, and waves breaking at my feet. Even white food delights me. Please pass the buttercream iced wedding cake upon the white platter. Watch me happily count out cash for that white vintage ironstone pitcher at the antique mall and the creamy linen shift dress with pockets. See my joy soar when a white stretched canvas is set before me. Nope. White does not get old for me. Rather, its timelesslness and understated beauty has lifted my spirits, turned my thoughts toward purity, inspired collections, and lightened the burden of darkish days. White reflects my inner world and hopes more than any other hue and feels like heavenly home to my soul. All of my family members know that when a paintbrush dripping with white paint is in my hand, all is well or on its way to wellness.
But I am aware white does not affect us all equally. I have friends who want their homes dressed in any color but white, which they deem too sterile. I know folks who actually feel jittery in a room with white decor and wonder how anyone could tolerate housekeeping duties in a white space clean or be crazy enough to aspire to! I know this because I live in the Midwest where straight shooting folks speak directly about such matters. They’ll say “Not in my house with my people! All this white would never work.” Or “I could never keep it tidy…it’s just not forgiving.” I, on the other hand, find such white-phobia intriguing and wonder about how the other half must be living in their safer-from-stains-that-show, non-white abodes…is marinara regularly splashed around the place? Do muddy tolddlers or chimney sweeps routinely schmear dark toned walls and forgiving mottled carpets? (Yep. This is how my mind works.)
As the lightest color, white signifies purity, innocence, and integrity. More of the color psychology which offers clarity about white via ColorPsychology.org?
“It was worn, even from antiquity, by high priests or in very important rituals. It is still a imperative color in the marriage process, used to depict the purity of the future wife. It is considered to represent perfection, as it is the purest and most complete color. It is the color that represents new begging and erases any trace of past actions. It is like a piece of white paper not being written yet. It leaves the mind open and free to whatever it might create in the way.”
I am keen to the idea of white being the most complete color since my love for white makes perfect sense when I consider my deepest longing for integration–an integrative consciousness without compartmentalization or splitting. A feeling of fullness, wholeness, and harmony. Since white has an equal amounts of all the colors within the spectrum, it contains the positive and negatives of them all, holding them in neutrality. When I consider this psychology according to my own spiritual journey, I find so much commonality. Growing in the spirit often encompasses an expanded capacity to hold paradoxes (or what appear to be paradoxes) without the need to split everything in two. Nondual thinking, nondual awareness, nondual relating to the universe.
Perhaps my fondness for white has grown both as a result of my search for my identity as a young person and my release of that identity and ego as my age increases. Can you draw a similar parallel to your own color preferences?
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Decor Inspiration: All White Decor…Almost (via Remodelista)
I would love to hear about the emotions and thoughts these interiors evoke for you.
Peace to you right where you are.