Talking Enneagram 7 blues - by Sasha Chapin
1. There is a truly sacred moment that can occur when you are reading a book on the Enneagram. It is the moment when you realize that you are a type of guy. (If you want to do the same, I recommend Rohr or Riso/Hudson.) In my case, I am an absolutely classic example of type 7, AKA “the enthusiast.” The rest of this post is an anatomy of my type of guy. If that is not of interest to you, come back next week, when I will give you a general-purpose informational post. Partly, I write it in hoping that other types will write about themselves in this fashion: the Enneagram literature could use more personal accounts of the inner workings of each number. The irony of this type is as follows. We love the world effervescently, constantly, and comprehensively. We can find virtually anything beautiful. This smog is just so evocative. Have you really noticed these shoes? God, the flow of time is really trippy, isn’t it? But the same force that propels us to devour the world stops us from truly en
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