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The Eyes of The INFJ
I’ve always been told I have wandering, expressive eyes when I talk. My eyes just… go places and really express. I see other INFJs do it too and I find that fascinating! It’s like our eyes are doing their own little storytelling while our mouths catch up. Honestly, it makes me feel a bit more… Continue reading
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Saturday Evening with a Brush
Tonight’s paint and sip felt grounding. As I worked on the canvas, the colors came together in a way that surprised me. So vibrant, alive, and familiar. It reminds me of a rainy autumn night, the kind that makes you feel both reflective and present at the same time. There’s something about putting brush to… Continue reading
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INFJs and the Sexy Magic of Extroverted Sensing
As an INFJ, I’ve spent most of my life living in my head observing, analyzing, imagining, and predicting. My dominant function, introverted intuition (Ni), allows me to see patterns, sense meaning, and anticipate possibilities. But it can also keep us tucked away from the vividness of the present. That’s where extroverted sensing (Se) comes in.… Continue reading
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INFJ in Depth
This is a very interesting (and long) breakdown of the INFJ personality type. Continue reading
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Tremor of Stars
Two rivers run, unseen, beneath The skin of stars, where silence keeps. One hums in shadow, one in flame, Yet neither knows the other’s name. A mirror breaks in a language lost, Reflections drift, count no cost. Bones of wind, whispers of rain, Folded inside a secret chain. Time blinks sideways, refusing doors, We are… Continue reading
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If MBTI Was a Time Machine: Which Era Would You Belong To?
Okay, hear me out. I have this weird theory. Everyone secretly belongs to another time period, like, you’re sitting here scrolling on your phone, but deep down you know your soul is somewhere else entirely. Maybe in a candlelit Paris café, maybe on a hippie commune, maybe running around in shoulder pads in the 80s.… Continue reading
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September Whispers
Crisp air in the trees, shadows stretch a little long, summer whispers, gone. Continue reading
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It’s September!
Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit! It’s September 1, and I’ve got my spicy cinnamon and apple candle burning away, filling the house with that warm, cozy scent that instantly makes me feel like fall has arrived, even if it’s still hot and humid outside. There’s something about that mix of spice and sweetness that just feels like… Continue reading
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The Last Weekend of August 2025
There’s always something kind of bittersweet about the last weekend of August. It feels like standing in a doorway, you know what I mean? You can still feel summer, but fall is hovering right outside, waiting to step in. The days feel like they’re slipping away a little faster, like the season is quietly packing… Continue reading
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The Photo That Started It All
Back in 2007, I finally treated myself to a digital camera. I’d been saving up for it forever, and when I got that little Fujifilm FinePix A600 digital camera in my hands, it felt like holding a tiny key to a secret world. I still have it, and yes… I still use it. That camera… Continue reading
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Why I’m Obsessed with Marion Stokes
Okay, I just have to talk about Marion Stokes because… wow. She spent over 30 years recording television. Every single day. News, talk shows, commercials,you name it. I absolutely love what she did!!! What she created wasn’t just a bunch of old TV shows, it’s this living, breathing archive of culture, society, technology, and human… Continue reading
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She’s All That and MBTI
I’ve always loved the theater scene with Laney in She’s All That. Even though it’s a little silly, I actually feel energized watching her and the other actors express themselves so freely. She’s fully in her own world, doing her art her way, and it’s so INFJ. Intense, creative, and completely authentic. And yeah, she’s… Continue reading
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A Cozy Friday Night In
It’s a cozy Friday night, and I’m curled up in my jammies with a pumpkin spice latte I made at home on my new espresso maker (Thanks Dad!) Making my own lattes feels like such a win! Saving money, tasting amazing, and filling my space with that warm, cozy pumpkin spice aroma. I’ve got a… Continue reading
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The Power and Paradox of Noticing: An INFJ Perspective
I’ve always noticed the things most people don’t. The tiny shifts in someone’s tone, that half second hesitation before a word is spoken, the invisible rhythm in a room the second someone walks in. These details, so easily ignored, are like neon signs to me. My brain maps them without me even thinking about it,… Continue reading
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New Video: A Pause, A Return, & New Creativity
I took a few weeks away from social media and YouTube to pause, reflect, and recharge. Now I’m back!! I am ready to create, share, and explore ideas with authenticity and joy. Pauses aren’t setbacks; they’re preparation for what comes next. Here’s to creating again, fully and intentionally. Continue reading
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Breath of Ink
Ink becomes my breath, between the dust and the stars I dissolve in thought. Continue reading
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Bracing For Fall
When I was little, every season in Washington carried its own kind of magic. Summer was blackberry stained fingers and stubborn sunsets that lingered long after bedtime. Spring was cherry blossoms scattered across wet sidewalks, tulips rising out of soggy earth. Winter was snow on the Cascades, holiday lights against dark evergreens, breath curling white… Continue reading
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