October 2019 - The Millionaire Hippie

Why Do INFJs Hate Being Touched By Strangers? – It’s All About Contamination In My Opinion

Post published:October 21, 2019
Reading time:6 mins read

I’m originally from India. Although I was 5 months old when my parents moved us first to the Middle East, and then to Canada. I’m grateful as an INFJ that my parents did move us, because Indians have really no concept of personal space. Which means that whenever I go back to visit my relatives, even though I love them so much, I always feel grateful to come back to the solitude and vast personal space etiquette of Canada. Conclusion: Energy matters.

It’s an INFJ thing. Which is devastatingly confusing to all of the people around me. Because if I like someone and I am friends with them, I am overly touchy-feely, hugging them, slapping them on the shoulder, or the thigh. Even in relationships, I love PDAs, and will always be glomping myself onto my significant other, much to the chagrin of the people around us.

4 Powerful Ways You Can Build Your Introverted Intuition, INFJs – It’s Your Superpower, Use It Well

Post published:October 7, 2019
Reading time:7 mins read

One of the reasons I believe INFJs have a hard time fully coming into themselves, and becoming the best version of themselves, is because they are unable to fully trust and connect with one of their major superpowers, their Introverted Intuition (Ni). The lesson here – Build Your Intuition!

It isn’t easy, I agree. I am an INFJ and it took me, I would say, around 30 years to really truly appreciate and believe in the information that my intuition was sending my way. It’s interesting, because our Ni collects all of this seemingly random information from the world around us, assimilates it into bits and bytes of properly datafied information, and then is able to pull out astute conclusions from it, that will baffle and stupefy any bystander by its accuracy and insight.

How does it do that? For the longest time, I was mystified by its powers. I would know things, without knowing how I knew them. I would make accurate judgements or have explicit insights about individuals or situations around me, and I would have no idea how I came to these conclusions.

Eventually, I realized that my Ni works in mysterious ways, and I learned to just let it do its own thing. It would send me all of these precise observations, and instead of being afraid of where this information came from and how scarily accurate it was, I now just accept it.

This is brilliant information that I have a grasp upon due to my powerful intuition. I’m lucky. I should just accept it. This is where I am right now with my Ni.