Purity of thought, purity of intent, purity of heart... all things I'm constantly striving towards. There is just something about white that makes me feel a little purer just by looking at it. I love that the Japanese wear white at funerals. It is the color of pure Spirit and death, where one returns to Spirit. All flowers are also white. It just feels better and more enlightened than celebrating that return with black. Here are some images from yesterday that just make me feel like a better person just by looking at them. It's kind of like cheating to me! True heaven on earth.
I'm sure Anne Shirley would agree that this could be "The White Way of Delight."
I love this little house around the corner from ours.
