White gets kind of a bad rep:
Don’t wear white shoes after Labor Day.
Don’t wear white for pictures.
Don’t dress a kid in white (unless stains don’t matter).
A white lie is said to be trivial/harmless.
White always seemed like the most useless crayon in the box to me. Of all the colors, if I had to pick one to not use, it would have been white.
Most of the paper I used was white, so the white wax didn’t necessarily make a bold statement. But what if the usefulness of the white crayon had less to do with the color itself and more to do with how it was being used?
White can illustrate dimension, alter mood, add value to other colors. White can be happy, creepy, a memory, a dream. White holds possibility, but you have to let it out of the box.
It’s in the code
Did you know one of the descriptors of the White personality (Color Code) is BORING? I know . . . it’s hard to believe. In fact, initially, I was like, “Well I obviously didn’t get the BORING gene in my white personality.” I mean I love to laugh – I laugh all the time. How is laughter boring? Something fantastic happens to create laughter. But I think their definition of fun is being physically involved in some sort of game or playing.
I’m fine with sitting out most of the activities that require my physical involvement. I go to the pool to get a tan, not to swim. I mean sometimes I like to play volleyball or basketball, but I’m not looking for an organized physical competition. (Just the word organized gives me chills.) So, I guess if that’s what you’re basing FUN on, then I am BORING.
A whiter shade of pale
Whites are also not typically recognized as leaders. Because we use few words, we are thought to be timid or shy. Being reserved isn’t pegged as a positive trait for a leader, it seems. But what if the White personality is reminiscent of the white crayon? What if the abilities of the White actually meld with every other color so well that a new color, a new dimension, a new value is created? What if the other colors are enhanced? But Whites won’t force themselves on anyone. You have to want out of the box.
The best descriptor to the White personality that I ever heard was they don’t need people to like them. That creates freedom. It doesn’t say that if you disagree with them, they’ll get in your face and tell you how it is because they don’t like you either. It’s simple – they don’t need you to like them. If you do, great, they probably like you too! But even if not, they still need to treat everyone with a certain kindness – that peace that they seek for their selves.
White personalities don’t do a lot of talking, but they enjoy brainstorming sessions. They might not dominate the flow since it goes against their core to interrupt or cut someone off, but they are listening, probably taking notes, and building off of each other’s ideas. A White won’t ask for anyone’s opinion if they already know what they’re going to do. They ask because they genuinely respect those who they ask and will value and consider the feedback they receive.
The time spent not speaking is time spent thinking. And that is how their decisions are typically made – with thought, considering the desired outcome, the possibilities, and the side effects. This is a downfall to some – there are times when people want a gut reaction enforced immediately. Whites typically don’t want to react until they feel educated. But isn’t it conceivable that Whites could feel more instinctive gut reactions because of all the thinking they have already done? You gain insight when you actively listen to those around you. Whites gain perspective on the situation from multiple points of view over time. When you want a gut reaction you can count on, you want it to come from someone who has spent their time listening, watching, and paying attention.
As for White personalities being timid, eh, sometimes. We have our moments. But when we know what we want, timidity plays no part. I’ve been asked, “Are you sure you’re not an extrovert?” Yes, I’m not an extrovert.
I need to be around other people, and I need to be alone. If I am seen hanging out with my friends, I’m loud(er) and laughing and talking the whole time. If I’m in a larger group and/or with less-familiar people, my more-reserved side is showing at least for a while. But if you put me at a New Kids on the Block concert, and Donnie Wahlberg is standing ten feet away from me, it doesn’t matter who is around me, you better believe I’m rushing the stage. So close . . . but so far away.