I had never heard of the Myers-Briggs personality test
until I went to my “majors” school (CGSC) at Fort Leavenworth in the summer of
2015. Apparently, they like to get a
little psychological snapshot assessment of the students before the school year
starts. It turned out that I was the
only INFJ in my small group (15 of us per classroom). Not the only introvert to be sure but it
interested me to dive a little deeper into what this extra label I took on meant
Famous INFJ’s include Oprah, Nelson Mandela and……Adam Sandler? Interesting. Allegedly this particular group I fell into is a very small percentage of the world, 1-2%. Wow. Made sense why I felt so utterly different than the majority, however, it was only two short years before this test that I found I was on more the empathic side. Funny how INFJ’s have been called, The Mystic, The Counselor, and………Empath. So, I was like, Ohhhhhh ok, my labels have all kind of merged together in the same group, INFJ.
There was something else about this INFJ/Empath that helped
me get through all my school years, Marines, Army, virtually everything. The Chameleon. I suppose it’s kind of like a natural defense
mechanism where I was always able to blend in so well. Except for the past few years. I dropped the defense and just allowed Me to
come through. When I had my Shift in consciousness,
I was able to finally stand in my own strength of Who I Am without fear of repercussion
of trying to “fit in” anymore.
It was humorous though when someone in our small group at CGSC found something about the Star Wars character equivalence to the 16 Myers-Briggs personality traits. Good ole Obi-Wan Kenobi, The Counselor. Wait, not just Obi-Wan! From Star Wars: A New Hope, we first meet him as Ben Kenobi. Hey! I’m Ben too! Perfect.
Have a wonderful day, my friends, and if you are an INFJ reading this and are having problems in life then please feel free to drop me a line! Wait a minute, it doesn’t matter if you are an INFJ or not. ANYone having any problems dealing with anything and would like some outside, neutral guidance, then please feel free to drop a line 🙂
I decided to pull a card today from the Butterfly Oracle
Cards for Life Changes by Doreen Virtue.
I wanted to write something at least once a week and the Wednesday mid-week
scene seemed the best time. I just was a
bit unsure though. I have a lot to talk
about but some of these things just do not feel right, right now. Hence the card pulling and see what I Feel
from that. Body Changes. Well that’s interesting. Definitely a lot has transpired there in the
last 25yrs or so. The funny/amazing
thing is that now that I am closing in on 50 in six months, I feel better than
I did at age 20. Seriously, it’s fascinating. I remember in my 20s I would develop
injuries/pain in my ankles and shins back in my Marine Corps days. In my 30s, I was having issues with my knees
on a regular basis. By late 30s/early
40s it was my lower back on top of all of that.
I was breaking down as the years wore on. But……….
By age 43 I changed what I ate (became a vegetarian) and developed my holistic mind/body/spirit regimen. Six years later, as I reflect on the time that has gone by…I feel Great. So much so that I signed up for my next marathon, albeit not until Jan 2020 (and will be approx. a week after I turn 50). The body mind spirit connection is so incredible and you hear these truly inspiring stories out there about older individuals completing the most monumental achievements. I think the one that sticks out the most is a 94yr old lady who was a two-time cancer survivor who became the oldest woman to complete a half-marathon (San Diego Rock-n-Roll 2017), BUT it wasn’t two years earlier that she became the oldest woman to complete a full marathon at 92. Amazing.
The human body is an incredible machine if you treat it
with the utmost respect that it deserves………it’s You.
Have a wonderful week, my friends!
Last week, my sister inquired about what I had been writing
about lately and I was like, what a coincidence you should ask, I wrote about
my Infinite Christmas. She thought that
was cool but suggested I write about what it’s been like retired for the past
year. Yes. Great idea.
You must understand; I started my military journey in 1992
on Parris Island. This is my THIRD time
getting out and fortunately my last. My
ex-wife convinced me to leave the Marines in 1998 and go to college, get a
degree etc. I compromised with the
caveat of potentially coming back into service as an officer. It was really hard though. I LOVED being a Marine. I loved my job as a combat marksmanship
instructor for Marine Corps Security Forces in Chesapeake, VA. LOVED shooting competitions in the Marines. That was all gone before I knew it and I was
a college student with a bunch of “punk kids” with no discipline in their bodies. I was depressed for over a year. I hated being a civilian. Eventually time has a way of marching you
through and my ex-wife, over the course of the next three years, convinced me
that maybe I should consider joining the Army as an officer…which literally
took three years to finally sit well enough with me. I did it.
I received a BA in History and applied for Army Officer
Candidate School (OCS). Got it. Commissioned as a 2nd lieutenant in
the summer of 2002. By spring of 2003 I
was at Fort Bragg and by that November I found myself in Afghanistan. During my time there, my mom was diagnosed
with stage 4 colorectal cancer. It had
already spread to her liver etc.
Unbeknownst to me, my ex-wife at the same time began living a double
life with a man she met while teaching (he was a teacher as well). It wasn’t until I came home from Afghanistan
did I realize how bad things were. Mom
is dying, and wife leaving me. I wasn’t
doing to well but somehow managed to keep it together. At least until spring of 2005 when my mom
died. I made the promotion list for
captain as well around the same time. Also,
around the same time our unit found out it was going to deploy again but to
Iraq this time. Something else was
coming up in the summer of 2005…my three year “obligated” service time as an
OCS commissioned officer. I couldn’t do
this. I was a train wreck. I put in my paperwork to get out. I did not want to. No way.
That wasn’t the plan when I first enlisted in 1992. I was going to serve my time and retire with
honor. I got out and was living out of
my car as a homeless person for three months (that’s a heck of a story). I did find my way back home to Ohio and in
less than a year I was feeling pretty damn good. I wanted back in.
I applied to get my commission back in September 2006 and
by the beginning of August 2007…I was back to finish what I started. I enjoyed the rest of those 10 years until I
retired. I really was going to serve
longer but Trump helped make up my mind on that decision while he was sending
childish tweets to a psychopath less than 200 miles away from where I was
stationed in South Korea. However, the
thing is…I didn’t mind! I was HAPPY to
get out. The process was smooth and enjoyable. I had so many people help mentor me throughout
my last year. It was Great. One year ago last month I was Free of my
obligation. Not just to the Nation but
to mySelf. I made a declaration in 1992
and I was going to complete what I started.
And this past year? It really
flew by! I had some amazing adventures
in Colorado, Arizona, and of course in Texas where I retired to, BUT the best
part of all is that I finally felt satisfied.
I am Living my Best Life and will continue to. My Life My Terms.
Peace, My Friends!