Ni—Communing with nature. Being with the universe. Watching the moon and clouds, the halo. Talking to the hummingbird, or the sentinels [trees], touching leaves. Swimming naked. How to describe why this isn’t Se. It is, and yet more, ever, always, again and again through the expanse of sentience, the feel of my foot on the rock across the stream, everyone’s foot feeling how bare feet cling. How we survive, how we thrive. The water caressing my hips, flowing between my legs, being a part of, being soul energy that recognizes itself in every form for monumental moments, heady moments. Nothing in between that makes me different than the tree, the cougar, the cliff. Rivers make me very happy.
Epiphanies make me happy! Struggling, flailing, walking, looking for the birds I can hear and then the unfolding like a firecracker, the seeing, understanding and and you can roll around in this little knowing gleefully, examining the sensual aftermath, the encouragement, the relief. The erupting grin for everything that is.
Fe— Writing, lilting strokes of our silliness, our goodliness and godliness and failures.
When I know I have touched somebody deeply, just by smiling and seeing them. When someone touches me this way. When words are not necessary, or aren’t enough.
When the right words that came to me weeks or days ago fall into place or some quip lands square and everyone laughs, that sweet moment before I suddenly am completely self conscious. Watching my children express themselves via art or singing. Listening to my son sing in the shower was priceless! Feeling the power in my daughters voice. Eating up other people’s Fe-ing. Poetry, movies, art, tenderness, love.
Ti—Discovering, sorting, feeding my brain. It is exhilarating to know. I want to understand. Puzzling MBTI until I am so overdone I can’t remember what an ESTJ is. Just drawing a blank, my brain freeing itself from the onslaught. What is Ti? Time to Netflix and gather emotions for later placement. Finding logic holes in movies or my writing. Reading for days straight. Never being able to satiate my questing brain. Discerning and appreciating quality, skill and effort.
Se— Birds, butterflies, in fact everything! Eating good pizza, or dark chocolate, putting together my lego mini figures. Rain, being cozy in my comfy computer chair, drinking tea, headphones on, feeling music, looking out my big window at the sky, the trees…
I want to learn to kayak.
Hiking, realizing I am stronger than I thought. Putting little plants from the nursery into bigger pots or the ground and watching them grow. Giving dogs treats. Giving cats bear hugs.
Being bitten on the neck and fucked into exhaustion.
Ne—Listening to an ENTP, INTP or INFP. Those sleepless nights an idea comes to me that I Ti to pieces and then don’t ever do.
Fi—Seeing fecking karmic justice in action. Is that Fi?
Te—A good kick in the butt from an ENTJ. Jolt of remonstrance, flushing, refreshing me.
Si— Looking at pictures I’ve taken of happy times. Everyone else’s pictures. Remembering the feeling of procreating. Using a toothpick diligently.