I think all my Raging INFJ posts have lead to this point, to this dramatic declaration which beats at the heart of all INFJs. We despise door slamming, letting go, saying goodbye -- we rage for one reason and one reason alone: we fear our love being wasted. As Mirren so poignantly reminded me on Twitter, "When I love, I love." Her words sparked a burgeoning idea, which I felt compelled to write, knowing all my own rage lead to this interconnected epiphany. When an INFJ says, "When I ...
Musings
Raging INFJ
You know what stereotype of INFJs I hate most? The one which says we're special snowflakes, rare unicorns, or pure cinnamon rolls which must be protected at all costs because we hate conflict and run at the sight of blood. B.S. Okay, yes, sure. I admit to hating conflict, but only when it's petty, unresolved, malicious, etc. Conflict which seeks to destroy, not to establish truth. There is a version of healthy conflict which exists. I mean, do we INFJs not wrestle with our own souls ...
What if the Problem is Me?
Obviously, I'm not doing a good job with writing right now. At all. Sure, I admitted I would be taking somewhat of a hiatus, but only as an afterthought. I've also mentioned before how I've been overwhelmingly busy, and part of it was the month of High Holy Days, with no little amount of stress involved. However, what's the first thing which stopped in this situation, which usually is the first thing to stop in similar situations? Writing. I hate this, that this is what I do. Does ...
My Souvenirs
If you’ve been following me on Instagram, you’ve probably seen my story updates about these shelves I’ve been organising. I'm desperately trying to get my living room presentable before my out-of-state friend visits and stays with me, but ultimately before Rosh Hashanah, the new year. This “project” actually predates further back to whenever I bought a filing cabinet and got rid of my desk. A daring move, but one I thought necessary. I have a friend who is a minimalist. She ...
What’s on my Shelf: May-June
As promised last week, since June has ended, here are my latest book reviews. The Golem and the Jinni by Helene Wecker I’ll begin with this delightful beauty since I’ve literally just finished it. My first thoughts are of gratitude to Wecker for embracing two cultures which are so intimate to myself, I felt I was reading a personal, alternate history of familiar lives long parted from me. It made me proud to read a story about these two cultures I cherish. The way she captured ...
