🤍 Color Medicine: White — Purity, Clarity, and the Art of the Blank Page

☁️ My White Season

White has always been misunderstood. People think it’s plain, sterile, or safe — but it’s actually the bravest color there is. White is exposure. It shows every flaw, every mark, every truth. That’s why painters start with it, brides wear it, and monks surrender to it. It’s not about perfection — it’s about presence.

For me, white represents surrender. Clean sheets after chaos. A candle before prayer. A fresh start after a storm. I’ve spent years painting my inner world with every hue of healing, but white is the one that keeps me honest. It’s not easy to live in white — there’s nowhere to hide. But it’s where everything begins again.

Bleep: “White’s that terrifying moment before you say something vulnerable. Also, it’s the color of laundry you definitely shouldn’t eat soup near.”

🧠 The Psychology of White

White is technically all colors combined — the full spectrum in balance. It represents:

  • Purity & Clarity: Simplicity, truth, peace of mind.

  • New Beginnings: Blank canvases, fresh snow, morning light.

  • Spiritual Awakening: Connection to higher consciousness, the crown chakra, the breath of creation.

  • Cleanliness & Order: Minimalism, focus, hygiene, and balance.

It’s used in hospitals and meditation spaces because it clears mental clutter. It’s also why designers pair it with black — one defines the other.

🌑 The Shadow Side of White

Every color has its shadow, even light itself. White’s shadow can be:

  • Sterility: Too much white feels cold, clinical, inhuman.

  • Perfectionism: The obsessive need to stay “pure,” spotless, or untouchable.

  • Spiritual Bypass: Using “light” to avoid the necessary work in the dark.

  • Emptiness: The void before creation can also feel like loneliness.

Bleep: “Translation: white’s great until you spill coffee on it — or start pretending your trauma is just ‘vibrational contrast.’”

🕊️ White as Medicine

White is healing because it gives us space — for light, for air, for truth to breathe. It’s the sigh of relief after clutter. It’s the page waiting for your next chapter.

In life: open windows, clean sheets, white candles, salt baths, and honesty.
In food: cauliflower, coconut, rice, garlic — the body’s natural detoxers.
In mind: stillness, silence, surrender.

Bleep: “Also, marshmallows. Just saying.”

🧘 Three Contemplative Questions

  1. Where in your life do you need a blank page — a fresh start or forgiveness?

  2. Does white make you feel calm or exposed? What truth is it showing you?

  3. How can you use simplicity as a form of strength?

🎭 Final Word

White is not emptiness — it’s potential. It’s the color of breath, bone, starlight, and snow. It’s the promise that something new is coming if you’re brave enough to start again.

If you’re drawn to white, your soul might be asking for peace, forgiveness, or a clean slate. If you avoid it, maybe you fear being seen — or seeing yourself too clearly.

White is the pause between notes, the breath before the word, the light that reveals what’s next. It’s the canvas, the prayer, the promise.

Bleep: “And it’s also why Tide pens exist — enlightenment is messy.”

Tré Taylor & Bleep the tattoo

Hi, I’m Tré Taylor — a mystic woman with a clown brain, a singer with a story, and a late-diagnosed neurodivergent who finally feels at home in her own skin. After a near-death experience, wild spiritual awakenings, and a lifetime of feeling like an alien on Earth, I’ve learned to heal through humor, music, art, and self-expression — no pills, just soul medicine.

This little corner of the internet is for the weirdos, misfits, rebels, and lone wolves who’ve ever felt “too much” or “not enough.” Here you’ll find true stories from my unusual life — some hilarious, some tender, all a little crazy — along with music, food, and creative sparks meant to make your heart lighter.

And you won’t just meet me… you’ll meet Bleep, my tattoo hand puppet with a swearing problem. He’s my comic relief and my partner in crime. Together, we’re here to say: you’re not alone. This is your safe space to laugh, heal, and shine out loud.

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