Pure Vanilla: White?
Why Do I Feel the Need to Be Plain Honest and Straightforward?
I seek purity in everything. I want white cabinets, walls and bright light inside the home. I want only plain vanilla ice cream. I want to keep my heart free from the burden of holding lies. I want to stick to white always.
I don’t care about keeping my house messy, but i want my heart to be uncluttered, clean, bright and white. I want to be filled with white light! Why? There shouldn’t be a cold or dark spot inside. Just be free. Be clean. Be open. Be light. Be white.
No mess. No fuss. No attachments. No detachments. Just plain existence filled with love and presence. I don’t want to keep any secrets in my heart. Lay out everything in the open. If that is going to bring me harm, let it! Just be me as I want to be! Just raw messy imperfect me! Plain white vanilla!
Just keep writing what comes to mind, don’t ask to make rice or sambar instead. If anything bothers me, or anyone, just write about it and post, then I’m done! Just plain yogurt white, milk white, vanilla white!
Anybody feel like that? Why do I?