I took the Enneagram Test this morning. Below are my results…
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Type Two : The Helper
The caring, interpersonal type. Twos are empathetic, sincere, and warm-hearted. They are friendly, generous, and self-sacrificing, but can also be sentimental, flattering, and people-pleasing. They are well-meaning and driven to be close to others, but can slip into doing things for others in order to be needed. They typically have problems with possessiveness and with acknowledging their own needs. At their Best: unselfish and altruistic, they have unconditional love for others.
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Type Four : The Individualist
The introspective, romantic type. Fours are self-aware, sensitive, and reserved. They are emotionally honest, creative, and personal, but can also be moody and self-conscious. Withholding themselves from others due to feeling vulnerable and defective, they can also feel disdainful and exempt from ordinary ways of living. They typically have problems with melancholy, self-indulgence, and self-pity. At their Best: inspired and highly creative, they are able to renew themselves and transform their experiences.
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I had equal scores in both types. From my perspective, I’d say those are spot on. For those of you who know me well, what do you think?
This is officially my 23rd Christmas on this planet. I am grateful.
I had a great time with friends and family over the last couple of days.
Christmas Eve was spent mainly at church – I was at Homestead Park UMC for 3 services, and somehow managed to squeeze in a fourth service at Anne Ashley UMC (where I’ve grown up). Afterwards we to the McConnells’ house — a long standing tradition. I was sad, though, because my other annual tradition of sitting and eating an entire tray of buffalo chicken dip with Matt was thrown out of whack when I didn’t make it to the house soon enough. But no worries because I tricked my aunt into making it for her party on Saturday!
Christmas day was spent watching Bourne Ultimatum — probably one of the best flicks ever! Then we headed to the Ragers’ house. Camden got my brother Chris a pair of dorky glasses from the dollar store. This is what ensued:
Afterwards we headed to Grandma Golden’s where we ate more food than anybody should ever eat, and then sat around playing Apples to Apples — it was a pretty crazy and funny game — and unfortunately the word “Uranus” was yelled out multiple times. But the good news is I won! Wahoo!
All in all it was a great time to see lots of people that I haven’t seen in awhile. I’m tired, and ready to crash today.
How was your Christmas?
Yesterday I had the pleasure of eating lunch with my pal Camden. One of the things I love about kids is how much they enjoy simple things that most adults take for granted. Camden has this ridiculous screeching high pitched obnoxious laugh when he thinks something is funny — and no matter whether the “something” is funny or not, I always end up laughing until I cry when he gets into one of these modes. Yesterday the laughing/crying/peeing fit was set off when I sang Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer with some editions. “Then one foggy Christmas Eve Santa came to say, ‘Where’s my underwear?’”
Yeah, I’m screwing this kid up. But it’s fun!
I took this at a park in Seattle, WA. It needs a title. Or a caption. Any ideas?
I’ve moved blog sites….and posted some of my entries from the old blog. New stuff to come, soon. Hopefully.
Peace,
Hilary
I’m not entirely sure anyone actually reads this — but for those of you who might; here’s an update.
(1) I’m playing classical guitar in a community orchestra/choir this weekend. We had one performance last night that went well, and another tomorrow at 4pm. If you are interested in coming, shoot me an email and I’ll give you more info.
(2) A man robbed the pizza shop on the next block up from my house, and then broke into my neighbor’s car, and then decided to try and live in the woods by my house. Needless to say, I spend my evenings walking very carefully to and from my car.
(3) I’m rereading Crime & Punishment — I read 2/3rds of it last summer, but never finished. I’m pretty sure it’s one of the best books I’ve ever read.
(4) I’ve been accepted into Mars Hill Graduate School’s Master of Divinity program. I’m super excited, and super scared. But mainly super excited. Great things to come.
(5) I still have no idea who I might even consider voting for next year. Help?
(6) I’m enjoying another advent season, and anxiously awaiting Christmas Eve. It may be, hands down, my favorite day of the year.
What have you all been up to?
I peruse BBC news occasionally, and there are always depressing stories about the terrible things that go on in this world. Every now and again I come across a story like this that really breaks my heart.
Although slavery in any form seems like it should be a thing of the past, recruitment of child soldiers is a growing cancer in many areas of the world -
- Since 2001, the participation of child soldiers has been reported in 21 on-going or recent armed conflicts in almost every region of the world.
What I find extremely depressing is that great divide between the reality of the situation and my white middle class American media experience of the situation. In other words, I do not live or work in a situation that is similar, therefore how much can I really understand or empathize with these kids without belittling their experiences?
