After an amazing first time Reiki session and a thirst to express myself creatively, I came home and created three pieces of expression in one afternoon.
Creating simply for enjoyment, no expectations, no plan, just going with the flow and seeing what happened.
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Who am I to ignore myself? That inner, deep down self? Who am I to hide the real me, and show the world someone I am not, or just a tiny part of me? Why would I think that others want me to pretend to be someone I am not? Why wouldn’t they want to meet and know the real me?
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I run out of energy so easily. I am an introvert, so I need alone time to recharge, recalibrate. The world drains me.
My flavour of introversion means I get particularly overwhelmed and drained if I need to organise systems and people. I used to hate the fact I would try and set up a routine and not be able to stick to it. I hate having commitments. It makes me feel trapped and held down. I like spaciousness and freedom to do what I feel like doing.
Continue reading “Starting to Fall in Love with Me and Embracing my INFP Introvert Personality Type”
It’s funny how the dots join together when looking back on your journal or old blog posts.
Today I was looking through some old posts I wrote (from one of my old blogs), and found one in particular that jumped out at me and made me chuckle to myself in an “aha” moment kind of way.
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As part of a self-development project I have self imposed on myself (you can read more here), I am experimenting and exploring my surroundings through learning new skills and dabbling in the kitchen.
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I wake up with the sun and slowly, and gently, potter around my kitchen, stretching, daydreaming and soaking up a sense of gratitude.
I pour my instant coffee into my oversized, chipped mug and add a dash of milk. I love my morning coffee, it sets the tone for my day.
I am happy. I am living my quiet dream. Slow mornings and then some creating. To me that sounds perfect. Joyous.
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As an introvert I could live inside my head forever and only access my outer world as minimally as possible. My inner world is so rich, big, and exciting. I love to check in with myself and pinpoint how I am feeling and why. I love it.
My main, primary cognitive function is called Intoverted Feeling. I make all my decisions based on how I feel and my values. I love that this is my main function. It has made it easy over the past few years to do all the thing the wellness peeps recommend; stay still, go inwards, meditate, journal, get clear on how you feel. For me this was fairly easy peasy. I am in my element when I am in my Inrtoverted Feeling mode.
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