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  <title>PUPPIES and RAINBOWS!!!! and Castanada - ENFP Personalities - tribe.net</title>
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    <title>Re: PUPPIES and RAINBOWS!!!! and Castanada</title>
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    <author>
      <name>Matt</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://enfp.tribe.net/thread/d44654b3-3931-47a7-9fdb-1d49763338c7#a5f5250c-e05a-4761-b008-fe74dde90b05</id>
    <updated>2009-06-13T21:22:38Z</updated>
    <published>2009-06-13T21:22:38Z</published>
    <summary type="html">Whenever I get bored/depressed, I start thinking about every decision i've ever made, and how much different/better my life would be if I had made a different choice.  It's kind of unhealthy behavior.  What helps me to get out of the past is to think about what I actually DO like in my life.  If I'm feeling particularly negative/cynical, then this usually takes a while.  Once i think of that, I go back and look at the paths i've already taken, and I realize that I would be a completely different person if i hadn't taken those paths.&#xD;
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I guess what I'm getting at is that you shouldn't REGRET anything you've done in the past because you would be something completely different if you hadn't done whatever you are regretting.  The deed is done - you can't change it now.  Try to learn from your mistakes and move on - i hate to be cliche (i really hate to be cliche), but the world is at your fingertips now - the future isn't written.</summary>
    <dc:creator>Matt</dc:creator>
    <dc:date>2009-06-13T21:22:38Z</dc:date>
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  <entry>
    <title>Re: PUPPIES and RAINBOWS!!!! and Castanada</title>
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    <author>
      <name>John</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://enfp.tribe.net/thread/d44654b3-3931-47a7-9fdb-1d49763338c7#f6e8e6c0-e6aa-4271-bd78-3645b7299ea1</id>
    <updated>2009-06-03T04:48:43Z</updated>
    <published>2009-06-03T04:48:43Z</published>
    <summary type="html">I always look for something good in the day.  I can let one person, one event, just send me into a depression.  I like Tolle's book the Power of Now because of my Enneagram (see Personality types by Riso). I'm a seven and I guess most ENFP's are seven's. It talks about when seven's (which I think are ENFP's) are healthy, they are not trying focus always on the future.  Check it out.  I read something every morning from the Bible to quotes to personality books. &#xD;
Sorry about the rambling:) &#xD;
I hope this helps,&#xD;
J</summary>
    <dc:creator>John</dc:creator>
    <dc:date>2009-06-03T04:48:43Z</dc:date>
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  <entry>
    <title>PUPPIES and RAINBOWS!!!! and Castanada</title>
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    <author>
      <name>Chuck</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://enfp.tribe.net/thread/d44654b3-3931-47a7-9fdb-1d49763338c7#ebce78b4-b358-411d-840f-099cf74c5fce</id>
    <updated>2009-06-03T02:08:17Z</updated>
    <published>2009-06-03T02:08:17Z</published>
    <summary type="html">Ok so now that u fell for some good ol' enfp marketing, you will be compelled to follow on thru my rant! You could help me (its in your nature!!!) First time triber and long time enfp.  Just discovered i was one, but it runs deep. &#xD;
  Im in the midst of a dark and loomy depression. You know. the one that feels like your head weighs more than a volkswagon, expands like the universe, and as empty as Jonestown.  I just cant shake it! Goin off and on since my Spelunker into darkness after my baseball career ended and my parents divorced. Not sure which had more impact, but they were only a few months apart, oh and broke up w/ a damn PRO CHEERLEADER in between the two... ( what was i thinking?)  &#xD;
  First off, let me set up the cenario:  I was raised with money and 2 parents who were self made success stories. Your classic " Im gonna work my ass off to make sure my kids have it better than i did" parents. I have 2 sibs. A younger sister who is now a modle and fashion  designer, and  an older half brother who works as a project engineer.  I was the middle kid who was supposed to be the pro athlete and complete the set.  Spent the first 21 yrs of my life completely dedicated to my sport. Im talking to the point of switching schools my senior year to play for a state champion team. (Got caught by the way)  Still made it on to play some juco ball purely through my work ethic and had a great time my 2 years there.   Skip to my last season and my coach benching me for the playoffs, we won the national championship.  That was the way my ellustrious career ended. On the bench...  I was crushed.  While my team was running around the hotel gettin TRASHED, i spent the night crying in the shower.  When coach called up to get my ring size, i didnt want that memory to be my last one of the game i loved for so long, "so order the fattest ring they have and shove it up your A**"   My pops had started a job that kept him away from home for 3 yrs straight, so he missed the whole episode at the juco, and more importantly, left my mom alone in the house.  She decided she couldnt take it any longer, so she filed the papers w/o even a phone call to the man.  They tried to act like it was no big deal for us kids, and tried to keep it real hush hush.  'it doesnt concern you, so just get your work done' Heard that over and over... also heard mom say she never really loved dad and had pops tell me he wasnt 'happy with the way he raised me.'  WOW thanks ass holes..  This sent me over the edge.  Started lashing out at everything within arms reach.  Its amazing no one but me ended up getting hurt and that was a masochistic act of trying to knockout a brick wall. &#xD;
  I thought that would be the deepest part the depression, but in reality it was only the first steps into the tunnel. Its not all bad though. The forest fire clears the dead and lame unerbrush and re fuels the soil with nutrients. Its led me through a long path to self-actualization and really getting to know people.  This path also led me to Carlos Castanada and the indio-spiritual views of what it means to be a man.  If youve never heard of him, check it out. It starts as a journey of the Hunter, which progresses to the Warrior, and finally if you havent lost touch or become complacent, a Man of Knowledge. But back to the rant. So i dropped out of college for the same high paying job that split my parents up ( ironic) and i love it.  But now im at a place where ive got a beautiful amazing woman back home waiting on me, but i cant keep her happy with this job. And to make it worse, ive been paired up w my pops for this most recent send off. Damn how that can get in the way of self discovery... &#xD;
  I guess what im really getting to with all this, is how the hell do EFNP's get over past failures?  Its like my subconcious is locked into everything negatve around me. Ive got a great way of rationalizing out anything positive as WEAK and its gettin old.</summary>
    <dc:creator>Chuck</dc:creator>
    <dc:date>2009-06-03T02:08:17Z</dc:date>
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