Tuesday, September 27, 2005

HUMANMETRICS Jung Typology Test

http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes2.asp

Your Type is
INFJ
Introverted Intuitive Feeling Judging
Strength of the preferences %
78 38 75 78

Qualitative analysis of your type formula

You are:

* very expressed introvert
* moderately expressed intuitive personality
* distinctively expressed feeling personality
* very expressed judging personality

The Portrait of the Counselor Idealist (iNFj)
Copyrighted © 1996-2004 Prometheus Nemesis Book Company
The Counselor Idealists are abstract in thought and speech, cooperative in reaching their goals, and directive and introverted in their interpersonal roles. Counselors focus on human potentials, think in terms of ethical values, and come easily to decisions. The small number of this type (little more than 2 percent) is regrettable, since Counselors have an unusually strong desire to contribute to the welfare of others and genuinely enjoy helping their companions. Although Counsleors tend to be private, sensitive people, and are not generally visible leaders, they nevertheless work quite intensely with those close to them, quietly exerting their influence behind the scenes with their families, friends, and colleagues. This type has great depth of personality; they are themselves complicated, and can understand and deal with complex issues and people.

Counselors can be hard to get to know. They have an unusually rich inner life, but they are reserved and tend not to share their reactions except with those they trust. With their loved ones, certainly, Counselors are not reluctant to express their feelings, their face lighting up with the positive emotions, but darkening like a thunderhead with the negative. Indeed, because of their strong ability to take into themselves the feelings of others, Counselors can be hurt rather easily by those around them, which, perhaps, is one reason why they tend to be private people, mutely withdrawing from human contact. At the same time, friends who have known a Counselor for years may find sides emerging which come as a surprise. Not that they are inconsistent; Counselors value their integrity a great deal, but they have intricately woven, mysterious personalities which sometimes puzzle even them.

Counselors have strong empathic abilities and can become aware of another's emotions or intentions -- good or evil -- even before that person is conscious of them. This "mind-reading" can take the form of feeling the hidden distress or illnesses of others to an extent which is difficult for other types to comprehend. Even Counselors can seldom tell how they came to penetrate others' feelings so keenly. Furthermore, the Counselor is most likely of all the types to demonstrate an ability to understand psychic phenomena and to have visions of human events, past, present, or future. What is known as ESP may well be exceptional intuitive ability-in both its forms, projection and introjection. Such supernormal intuition is found frequently in the Counselor, and can extend to people, things, and often events, taking the form of visions, episodes of foreknowledge, premonitions, auditory and visual images of things to come, as well as uncanny communications with certain individuals at a distance.

[Jane Goodall][Sidney Poitier[Emily Bronte][Carl Jung][Mary Baker Eddy] [Queen Noor]

Mohandas Gandhi and Eleanor Roosevelt are examples of the Counselor Idealist (INFJ).


Famous INFJs:

Nathan, prophet of Israel
Aristophanes
Chaucer
Goethe
Robert Burns, Scottish poet

U.S. Presidents:
Martin Van Buren
James Earl "Jimmy" Carter

Nathaniel Hawthorne
Fanny Crosby, (blind) hymnist
Mother Teresa of Calcutta
Fred McMurray (My Three Sons)
Shirley Temple Black, child actor, ambassador
Martin Luther King, Jr., civil rights leader, martyr
James Reston, newspaper reporter
Shirley McClain (Sweet Charity, ...)
Piers Anthony, author ("Xanth" series)
Michael Landon (Little House on the Prairie)
Tom Selleck
John Katz, critic, author
Paul Stookey (Peter, Paul and Mary)
U. S. Senator Carol Moseley-Braun (D-IL)
Billy Crystal
Garry Trudeau (Doonesbury)
Nelson Mandela
Mel Gibson
Carrie Fisher
Nicole Kidman
Jamie Foxx
Sela Ward
Mark Harmon
Gary Dourdan
Marg Helgaberger
Evangeline Lilly
Tori May


Introverted iNtuiting Feeling Judging
by Marina Margaret Heiss

INFJs are distinguished by both their complexity of character and the unusual range and depth of their talents. Strongly humanitarian in outlook, INFJs tend to be idealists, and because of their J preference for closure and completion, they are generally "doers" as well as dreamers. This rare combination of vision and practicality often results in INFJs taking a disproportionate amount of responsibility in the various causes to which so many of them seem to be drawn.

INFJs are deeply concerned about their relations with individuals as well as the state of humanity at large. They are, in fact, sometimes mistaken for extroverts because they appear so outgoing and are so genuinely interested in people -- a product of the Feeling function they most readily show to the world. On the contrary, INFJs are true introverts, who can only be emotionally intimate and fulfilled with a chosen few from among their long-term friends, family, or obvious "soul mates." While instinctively courting the personal and organizational demands continually made upon them by others, at intervals INFJs will suddenly withdraw into themselves, sometimes shutting out even their intimates. This apparent paradox is a necessary escape valve for them, providing both time to rebuild their depleted resources and a filter to prevent the emotional overload to which they are so susceptible as inherent "givers." As a pattern of behavior, it is perhaps the most confusing aspect of the enigmatic INFJ character to outsiders, and hence the most often misunderstood -- particularly by those who have little experience with this rare type.

Due in part to the unique perspective produced by this alternation between detachment and involvement in the lives of the people around them, INFJs may well have the clearest insights of all the types into the motivations of others, for good and for evil. The most important contributing factor to this uncanny gift, however, are the empathic abilities often found in Fs, which seem to be especially heightened in the INFJ type (possibly by the dominance of the introverted N function).

This empathy can serve as a classic example of the two-edged nature of certain INFJ talents, as it can be strong enough to cause discomfort or pain in negative or stressful situations. More explicit inner conflicts are also not uncommon in INFJs; it is possible to speculate that the causes for some of these may lie in the specific combinations of preferences which define this complex type. For instance, there can sometimes be a "tug-of-war" between NF vision and idealism and the J practicality that urges compromise for the sake of achieving the highest priority goals. And the I and J combination, while perhaps enhancing self-awareness, may make it difficult for INFJs to articulate their deepest and most convoluted feelings.

Usually self-expression comes more easily to INFJs on paper, as they tend to have strong writing skills. Since in addition they often possess a strong personal charisma, INFJs are generally well-suited to the "inspirational" professions such as teaching (especially in higher education) and religious leadership. Psychology and counseling are other obvious choices, but overall, INFJs can be exceptionally difficult to pigeonhole by their career paths. Perhaps the best example of this occurs in the technical fields. Many INFJs perceive themselves at a disadvantage when dealing with the mystique and formality of "hard logic", and in academic terms this may cause a tendency to gravitate towards the liberal arts rather than the sciences. However, the significant minority of INFJs who do pursue studies and careers in the latter areas tend to be as successful as their T counterparts, as it is *iNtuition* -- the dominant function for the INFJ type -- which governs the ability to understand abstract theory and implement it creatively.

In their own way, INFJs are just as much "systems builders" as are INTJs; the difference lies in that most INFJ "systems" are founded on human beings and human values, rather than information and technology. Their systems may for these reasons be conceptually "blurrier" than analogous NT ones, harder to measure in strict numerical terms, and easier to take for granted -- yet it is these same underlying reasons which make the resulting contributions to society so vital and profound.
Copyright © 1996-2005 by Marina Margaret Heiss and Joe Butt

The Wedding Part 1

Yes, I am finally going to blog about the wedding.

Thurday, September 1, 2005
Running Everywhere Day
Thursday was the day of shopping and running everywhere. After finally figuring out why I couldn't get the DVD to burn, we were off. I don't even remember everywhere we went. I know we went to the grocery store and got all kinds of food for the rehearsal dinner and Sunday brunch. Next we went to Sam's club and picked up the flowers for the center pieces and the rest of the food we needed. The car was full so it was time to go home and drop stuff off. We got some glads and they were so tall we had to stick them out the window and they almost flew away going down the road, so I had to drive a little slow. I pissed some people off, but I didn't care. Then off to Perkins for some lunch/dinner since it was already almost 4. We stopped by Marty's work so he could change his voice mail message to say he was going to be gone. Next to the Wedding Tree to get Marty's tux and my dress. His shoes were a size too big so they got them ordered in for Friday. Finally home, to try to finish up all the little stuff.

Friday, September 2, 2005
The day of insanity!
Friday started out really well. I got up and finished off the few things I didn't get done the night before. Then Marty comes down and says that Heath wanted to come by to zap the remote for a customer so he could get paid. Marty was worried it wasn't going to work so he said he would go with him. This was at 10:30 and Paul was suppossed to be there at noon to set up the tents and needed Marty to help. I was not pleased, but I said as long as he was back by noon, it was fine. My parents and Gwyn got to the house at 11:30 and I promptly put them to work cleaning off the lawn chairs. Time passed quickly and next time I know it was 12:15 and Paul wasn't there yet. I called work and they had no idea where he was, which was no good. Then I got a phone call from my personal attendant, Sonja. Her job had messed up the schedule and put her on to work that night so she couldn't come to rehearsal. I got pretty upset because I was going to have her run the CD player for the ceremony music and I really wanted her partice it. She said she would see if she could sneak out for an hour or so, btu she would let me know. I no sooner get off the phone when it rings again. It was Marty letting me know he was on his way back. At this point it was already 12:30. While I was talking to him the call waiting beeped in, it was Paul, calling to say he wasn't going to be there until 2. Aargh! Marty walked in the door 10 minutes later just in time for Erika (she came sometime during this whole mess), Gwyn and I to go to our nail appointments.

I was frazulled, but the manicure actually helped me calm down. The lady was a lot of fun and really nice. In the middle of Erika's manicure Heather (grooms woman) called to say her and her husband had gotten a flat tire on the way from over by Milwaukee. They had known something was wrong and had already turned around but they were still going to be late. I was a little upset, but everyone was okay and they were back on the road so there was no point getting upset.

We got back to the house and found out that Marc (groomsman) had been rear ended. He too was fine and was in town by this point and getting his tux. Next thing I know Heath, another groomsman, calls to say his van wouldn't start and he still had to pick up his kids from school, which wasn't such a big deal because he was local. At this point we just had to laugh. What are the chances that this many people in the wedding would have car problems.

So we got ourselves all pretty for the rehearsal. I had asked Gwyn to remind me to marinade the chicken before we left, but we forgot until we were particually walking out the door. At which point I looked and her and exclaimed, "CHICKEN!". I did that in record time and we were off. We got out to Fox Hollow almost exactly at 5:00 and there were already people waiting for us. It took a little bit to figure out exactly where everything was going to be and to talk to Eric, the officiant, and the videographers. By the time we were ready Heather and her Eric had made it there. We had called Liz and she had gotten a late start with the new baby and all. Not a big deal, my Aunt was her stand in for the first run through. Our first run through was kind of confusing because no one really knew what was going on, including me to a certain extent, but people asked me questions and I figured it out as we went along. Just as we were getting ready to do the second run through, Liz and Jamie made it there. So we gave her a quick update and we were off. The second run through went great excpet random people came out to the patio to smoke including people who felt the need to push us out of the way with the doors and talk loudly throught the rehearsal. I was upset about that because we had premission to use the space and I can't beleive people would actually be that rude just so they could smoke. If I had known there was going to be a problem I would have made sign to use. Oh well. Our videographers mentioned that the audiance couldn't hear us during the ceremony, so they gave us a good deal on an amplification system for the next day.

We went back to our house for dinner. Marty fired up the grill and my mom and I got the other food around. Unfortunately it took longer to cook everything than we were expecting, but everyone was feed by the time it was done. I realized I should have handed out the gifts earlier since by the time I did it was dark out, but everyone really liked them. The guys were really happy with the poker set and Nicole and Emily loved their teddy bears.

It got to be time to go decorate and after some stutual hints, of blowing out the tiki torches and loading cars to the brim, everyone was ready to go. When we got back to Fox Hollow we found out that no one else had rented the other half of the hall so we got the whole thing! I was quite happy since we would have been crowded on the small side. We unloaded while they got all the tables arranged for us. There were probably about 15 of the wedding people left at this point and everyone asked what they should do and were promptly put to work. I had everything organized and knew how it was all supposed to look. A little explaination and demonstration and they did a better job than I did. Three times throught the whole thing 3 people came up and all said, "Rachel" at the same time. That was a little hecktic, but everyone was very patient. We got everything set up in a bout 1.5 hours and people had fun doing it, which is pretty amazing, to have fun working. I went pretty simple with decorations. THe hall already had some and less is definately more in these cases. The last thing I wanted was a tacky wedding.

Then everyone went to get a good night's sleep. It was a little late 10:45, but not too bad.

That's the end of part one, I'll try to do part 2 soon.

Monday, September 26, 2005

Alcohol hurt me even though I didn't drink it!

So Saturday night I was dancing at Patty's wedding. "I Will Survive" was playing and I was doing my normal rutuin. The dance floor was wood and kind of textured. Normally I would have been dancing without my shoes on, but with the strange floor and the large amount of alcohol spilled on the floor I had my shoes on. I had stepped in a puddle of booz without realizing it. I went to do the normal back bend for "Lay Down and Die" and my left leg flew out from under me. My arms shot outward to catch myself. My right hand started to grab the neckline of Gwyn's dress, but I realized that was what it was and I let go so I wouldn't tear her dress off. The finger tips on my left hand brushed against my brother's sleeve, just enough to get his attention, but not in time for him to catch me. So, I fell and my left ankle hit the heel of my right shoe and I landed on top of it. I did have enough presence of mind to not hit my head on the floor, so that was good. I didn't realize how badly I had hurt myself at the time. I thought I was just going to have a nasty burse from hitting the ankle on the shoe. I limped around a little the rest of the night. Yesterday morning I woke up and it was crazy swollen. I iced it before I came home. Last night I watched it swell to the point where I had half a golf ball protruding just below the joint. I limped into work this morning where the whole foot swelled so much that my foot was going numb from lack of blood supply. I went over to SHopko and got a quick ice pack thing and one to put in the freezer. The quick one helped a little and I'm still waiting for the regular one to get cooler. I really don't want to go to the doctor because I'm sure it's just a sprain, but man it hurts.

Monday, September 19, 2005

Tired and Lonely

I'm tired. Went ot the renaissance festivla in the twin cities this weekend because Gwyn really wanted to. My brother, Keenan, she and I all went. It was fun. The reason I'm tired is about 10 minutes after she left to go back to point yesterday I get a call that she blew a tire. So, out to help her, her parents were trying to tell her to drive home on the spare and I told her she wasn't allowed because the sun was just going down as we finished. So 3 hours after I went out to help her, we got back the house after trying to find a place that was open to fix it with no luck. So at 9 Pm I ate dinner and we started watching the Packer game. We got to bed at like midnight. Then up this morning at 6 so we could get her into WalMart before I had to be to work. She got on the road at about 9:30 and thus far things are going well.

Marty had to leave again for work. He got back last Sunday at 11:20 PM and had to leave yesterday at 2. He comes back tomorrow night at 8. Then I am gone starting Friday night for Patty's wedding and he couldn't leave work early to come so I won't see him until Sunday afternoon again. So when people ask me how married life is I say, "I don't know, I haven't seen my husband." I think this is the last time he has to leave for a while. I hope so at least.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

something more important

Well if you thought this was going to be about my wedding, be patient it is coming. But for now I have to talk about something more important. Hurricane Katrina hit one week before my wedding and because I was so engrossed in the final details the graviety of the situtation didn't even begin to sink in until I was watching CNN footage online Sunday (Sept. 4) night. I knew it was bad from the little I had seen or heard, but I had no idea how bad. Maybe I sheltered myself from the information because I am very empathetic. I was devistated after 9/11 and I didn't want to feel the same for the wedding. Now the sarrow sits firmly in my gut. 9/11 has been my day to give thanks for eveything I have for four years now, but Katrina has made me even more grateful. There is nothing in my life to complain about that even remotely compairs to what people have lost. I'm tired, but I'm alive and my loved ones are well. My house is mess again (working on it), but at least I have a house to go to home to at night, it hasn't been torn appart or flooded. I'm not enjoying being back at work after being off for so long, but least I have a way of making money. Everything at the wedding didn't go completely prefectly, but at least I got to have my wedding unlike countless others in the states effected. It was supposed to be the happiest day of their lives, but instead they lost everything they had and some lost more than things. And it's not like this is something that will be fixed in a week or two. Somethings can't be fixed or brought back and others will take countless months or possibly years to bring back anything even remotely resembling their former glory. I went New Orleans once and I remember how unique the city was. It was hard to believe that a city that different than any other place I've ever been existed in this country. Marty wanted to go there, possible for our honeymoon in January. We will find a different time to go now. It will be a very different city than the one I remember by then although more similar than it is now. The whole thing, all the devistation, just breaks my heart.