White Paint
I remember in Junior High School asking a question that really pissed my Science teacher off. We were talking about color. We discussed that white is the presence of all light in the color spectrum. Black was the absence of light. That made sense to me.
Then we shifted to talking about paint, where black is the presence of all color mixed together. My comment that he had a problem with was: "How do you make white paint?" He thought I was just being a smart ass, but that question came back into my mind this morning.
Of course the answer is that you need a base paint devoid of color. That is what I need in my life right now. I tried in the past to completely recolor my life after leaving the religion, but there were still tinges of very ugly colors mixed in with the base. Negative personal messages about myself, from both the religion and people in my past, kept me from building on a pure white base.
Since I left, people and circumstances have helped to color my life. I have had friends enter my life, that have added many beautiful colors to the mix; and I will be forever grateful to them for the joy and beauty I find in them, and the hues of their friendship and love.
I have also had others that brought beautiful color into my life, but then took a huge dump in the paint. This fecal matter mixed with the negative tinges of my past, to ruin the majestic color my life should be.
I currently have none of the people with loose bowels in my life anymore. Ultimate closure has been achieved through life circumstances. I can define what that closure is, and have. I can leave them with peace, and in peace; as that is what I choose to do.
The problem is I still have to get the poop out of my paint! I do not want that to flavor my life in my current and future relationships. I want the love that I emit to my loved ones to be shit-free.
We all have baggage, and I certainly do not expect those close to me to be perfect. Some of them are still having to deal with people pooping all over their lives. I have sincere empathy and love for them, as I know the pain that they are experiencing first hand. I would love to rescue them from the poopers in their lives, but it is beyond my abilities. I just want to radiate pure love to them, devoid of my current self being jaded by harmful experiences from my past.
So what do I do? Do I scrape the dross off of the current mix, or do I start over with a fresh batch of pure white base paint? I don't know. All I know is that I want to be as pure as possible, and not be influenced by ugliness from my past. I want to distribute beautiful colors without the tinges, to those I care deeply about.
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