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grouping personality types

[reviews]Gifts Differing: Understanding Personality Type by Isabel Briggs Myers

Please Understand Me II by David Kiersey

I'm Not Crazy, I'm Just Not You by Roger R. Pearman and Sarah C. Albritton

 

Many books give detailed descriptions of the sixteen personality types defined by Katherine C. Briggs and her daughter, Isabel Briggs Myers. Most of the books provide little or no theory to support their descriptions, and the descriptions seem subject to dismissal as readily as personalities defined by astrological signs. Three books, however, give the necessary theoretical backbone to Briggs and Myers' type structure.

The first is Gifts Differing: Understanding Personality Type by Isabel Briggs Myers, first published in 1980. Myers wrote the book as a way to communicate her mother's findings that expanded Carl Jung's original theory of psychological type dating from the early 1920s.

In Gifts Differing, Myers theorizes that everyone prefers one of two ways of perception and one of two ways of decision-making. She theorizes further that everyone has a favorite between these two favorites. If I am a "feeler," it is because I have put my four ways of perception and judging through an unconscious tournament bracket, and "feeling" won:

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This tournament takes place in the central letters of an MBTI (Myers-Briggs Type Indicator) inventory. Feeling would win out for four types - ENFJ, ESFJ, ISFP, and INFP - in this tournament. The first two types I mention are "extroverted feelers," and the last two are "introverted feelers." Sensing and intuition (the two ways of perception) and thinking (the other way of decision-making) each have their four adherents among the types, too.

If I am an introvert, you may not be able to tell that "feeling" won. You may see me predominately by my auxiliary function (the runner-up in my tournament), which I "extrovert." An extrovert is easy to know, Myers posits, because she extroverts her dominant function. What you see, then, is what you get. The extrovert's auxiliary function is left to run her inner life.

Briggs and Myers add the "Judging/Perceiving" dichotomy to Jung's theory to indicate which function the people around us see. My "J/P" score indicates which of my two favorites the world sees predominately - my favorite way of perception or my favorite way of decision-making (judging).

I'll stick with Myers' feelers as examples of the J/P dichotomy. For these four types, it makes sense that the extroverts are "J"s and the introverts are "P"s. The "J" in ENFJ and ESFJ points to the "judging" function, which in the case of these two types is feeling. The "E" indicates that these two types extrovert feeling. Similarly, the "P" in ISFP and INFP points to the perception function. Therefore, an ISFP extroverts his auxiliary function of sensing and the INFP extroverts his auxiliary function of intuition. Both types introvert feeling, their dominant function.

Based on the introversion/extroversion dichotomy and based on dominant functions, Myers groups the sixteen types into eight pairs. Sticking with our primary example, one pair is introverted feelers. Despite their different auxiliary functions (the ISFP's is sensing and the INFP's is intuition), introverted feeling types share a strong sense of inner values and artistic expression that come with introverted feeling.

Myers differentiates her mother's work from Jung's by the great emphasis Briggs places on the auxiliary function. Nevertheless, Myers puts little emphasis on the auxiliary function in her groupings of the sixteen types. How an introvert runs his outer life or how an extrovert runs his inner life is secondary to who these people really are, based on their dominant functions.

Myers' detailed description of each of the sixteen types flows naturally from these formulations. Unlike most books on Myers-Briggs personality type, Myers' book is grounded in theory and offers more than interesting personality type descriptions.

Two of the more theoretical and enlightening books based on Briggs and Myers' theory are Please Understand Me II by David Kiersey and I'm Not Crazy, I'm Just Not You by Roger R. Pearman and Sarah C. Albritton. Kiersey's book, probably the most popular book on personality type, regroups the types somewhat.

Kiersey groups Briggs and Myers' sixteen types into four temperaments: the artisan, the guardian, the idealist, and the rationalist. He is unabashedly results-oriented in his groupings and applies different questions to different types to arrive at the groups.

In making up his groups, Kiersey first asks (as we have seen Briggs and Myers do), how do we prefer to perceive, by sensing or intuition? But he proceeds to ask the sensors and the intuitives different questions. He asks, what do sensors do with their perceptions? Do they organize them (judging), or do they continue to take them in (perceiving)? The answer to those questions makes a sensor either an "SJ" (guardian) or an "SP" (artisan). With regard to the intuitives, however, he asks, how do intuitives judge (make decisions) - objectively (thinking) or subjectively (feeling)? The answer to that question makes an intuitive either an "NT" (rationalist) or an "NF" (idealist).

Kiersey's haphazard theory helps him match his four temperaments with more archetypal personality theory (Greek, Native American, Elizabethan) and so his four temperaments may be more readily identifiable to us than Myers' eight categories.

Pearman and Albritton also have their own groupings of the types. They find that types with the same "cognitive cores" (the middle two letters of the four-letter MBTI score) have more in common with each other than with other types. Pearman and Albritton go beyond Myers' analysis of the dominant and auxiliary members of the cognitive core by studying our relationship to our "tertiary" as well as our least used members of this four-member core.

Pearman and Albritton urge us to stay in touch with our tertiary and least used members in order for us to lead balanced lives and to avoid having these untrained forces rise up and surprise us with all of the force suppression spring-loads into us.

I'm Not Crazy also uses Myers' groupings, and it creates other new groupings in order to squeeze more juice out of type theory. To their credit, the authors avoid overly detailed descriptions of the sixteen types, finding that "too often (in our experience about thirty-five percent of the time) the detailed descriptions simply do not work for individuals though they may in fact verify that the MBTI inventory sorted their preferences correctly."

Other books on Myers-Briggs personality theory provide fascinating and often dead-on descriptions of the sixteen types, but offer little or no insight into the underlying theory. Among the best of these are Otto Kroeger and Janet M. Thuesen's Type Talk at Work and Sandra Krebs Hirsh and Jean Kummerow's Life Types.

Please Understand Me II and I'm Not Crazy explore interesting sides of personality theory by reshuffling the deck of types and redefining the suits. Written earlier, Myers' book still surpasses them both, principally because it amounts to more than a reshuffle. Myers expands the deck from Jung's eight types to sixteen, based on her mother's groundbreaking research.

 

 
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everydayandeverynight.com

There's that story in Talmud about planting a carob tree that will only bear fruit in 70 years, long after the planter is gone. What is the motivation for the planter? Someone now deceased had planted trees for him. He's returning the favor.

Planting this linden required less patience, though certainly some. And just like parenting, there are gratifications at every step in the development. My ten-year old son already hangs off its branches. Our Dog Boaz urinates on it. I lean on it and take photos of it.

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Shadows and Symbols

We see here a personal connection between God and each of his stars. We see him not just having created them (past tense) but leading and ordering them still (present tense). There is a connection of call and response from him to these great balls of fire in the heavens. And he’s keeping score: he knows where each one is at all times.

This is not the God who can easily be boxed into the many categories and thoughts of humankind. And this is definitely not a boring or mass-marketed Supreme Being. This is the one who demonstrates a fireworks of creativity and artistry.

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[gravestone]

my gorgeous somewhere

From behind cold tables, men back      out
without words. Beat clean and   purple-black,
they relinquish certain prizes:
panties, condom wrappers
and other residual proofs of   conquest.

[Here's the whole poem.]

[trees]

mole

A student reported that he once said to C.S. Lewis, "the amount of really great poetry is very small." At which Lewis snapped, in some irritation, "The amount that can be read with pleasure and profit is enormous."

I agree. I don't have much patience with the idea of "greatness" in the arts, which I think does more harm than good.

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Florescence

She wears silk dresses in emerald   and
lapis lazuli spun from the peacock’s   tail.
Sometimes I imagine the threads   tugging,
pulling her back and hold on tight.

[Here's the whole poem.]

[tree]

the cassandra pages

The drive west last week, across Vermont and into New York, was one of the most ethereal and beautiful trips I've ever made over that route. I traveled in silence, in the early morning, alone. The clouds still hung low over the Green Mountains, and a hazy fog persisted in the flatter pastures on the border between the two states south of Lake George - it would burn off later in the morning and expose the extreme heat we've had since. But in those early morning hours, the mountains and farmland were dreamy and quiet and empty as the space in which I was traveling.

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On the Slow Train

What I had learned was folk etymology--what Wikipedia calls "A commonly held misunderstanding of the origin of a particular word, a false etymology." Folk etymologies are usually more interesting than the actual word origin. Sometimes folk etymologies can unfairly cast a bad light on some perfectly innocent words, such as picnic, or phrases such as rule of thumb. But for the most part, folk etymologies can be a lot of fun.

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[leaf]

Creature of the Shade

But as soon as I asked it I knew she wouldn't be able to answer. I was looking for something like "north" or "west," but she, despite being a transport management professional, just didn't use such words to organize her sense of a city. She used words like "green building" and "flagpole." She could speak of left and right, but these narrative markers don't help you unless you're already on the right course.

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not native fruit

I've just begun a new book by Susan Griffin, "Wrestling with the Angel of Democracy." So far, it lives up to Griffin's standards for exquisite reasoning and prose. She leads us through the labyrinth of her own inner experience where it meets the outer world of both history and current events. At certain points of connection with current events I remember feeling exactly what she expresses. I take it that the inference of the book's title is that, just as in the Bible story when Jacob wrestles with the angel of the Lord and will not let him go until the angel blesses him, we must now wrestle with the angel of democracy, and not let him go.

[Here's the whole post.]

[picture]

Everydayandeverynight.com

I'm launching my journal again for 5768/2008.

In this omer journal, I take a Jewish-mythic point-of-view which presumes that I, personally, together with all Jews past, present and future, left Egypt and stood at Mt. Sinai together. This perspective challenges each Jew to join the Jewish experience and not be limited by the actual historical time period in which one lives. This perspective places human imagination at the center of religious engagement.

Our leaving Egypt is only the beginning of our path to liberation. Free from the bonds of Pharaoh, we seek a better, more human life. We begin this journey by the shores of the Nile. We look back in awe at a sea now appearing normal after having miraculously parted. But what now?

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via negativa

It was my birthday, and I had been given a live shrew in a box — not for a pet, but simply to admire and to photograph. I was a little disappointed at first that I didn’t get any real presents, but the shrew was an admirably fierce little creature who attacked anything thrust in its direction, and I soon appreciated the wisdom of the gesture: loaning me a fully wild creature, something that can never be owned or controlled. The idea that anyone can own anything — it’s such a delusion, isn’t it? But that’s what drives this mania of consumption imperiling the earth.

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[picture]

Mole

Darling,
The rain you sent was mixed with snow.
I could not tell which between
The snowflakes and the apple blossom
On the black sidewalk; I woke and you were

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[Picture]

The Middlewesterner

You see what you see. Don't beat yourself up too badly about it. Tomorrow the sky will be something different, a blue sheerness of petticoat, a shiny muslin, a white gauze.

Metaphor takes you away; it doesn't bring you back. You come back on your own if you get here at all.

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[Picture]

Lekshe's Mistake

Place
is not substance, not
a point in space,
more a point in time
when the conjunction of mind
and matter create
an experience
that
makes us believe there is a spot
to which we can return.

[Here's the whole poem.]


Marcia Bonta

Dragoo, affectionately referred to as “Skunk Man,” has little or no sense of smell, so as a mephitologist he can easily study and live with skunks. When he wants one for his research, he chases it down, picks it up by its tail, and is liberally sprayed, because, as skunk expert Richard G. Van Gelder discovered back in the 1960s, you can only grab a skunk by the tail and escape being sprayed if you surprise the animal. Otherwise, it is able to evert its anus and expose the nipples from its huge and squishy scent sacs, which are then ready to fire even if you do pick it up by its tail.

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[child walking]

Dick Jones' Patteran Pages

Your soft clock
scatters seconds like
peas on a drum.

A feather pulse
stutters in your
neck.

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[duck photo]

Slow Reader

Aubrey is the guru of the Shelf Monkeys, a secret ‘book club’ to which Thomas gets invited. “Some books are simply a waste of paper, a waste of effort both to write and to read.” The flaming cover of this novel is sufficient clue to the book burnings that ensue, inspired by Fahrenheit 451. Books burnings, by the literate?! Only for books deemed not worthy by the members’ code. “We meet, we debate, we burn. It’s therapy, really.” Things escalate quickly and darkly, Lord of the Flies style, and Thomas is compelled to choose between his loyalties to his friends, literature, ethics, and his sanity.

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