MBTI Musings and INFJ Writings
Gwenllian as the lady of the island screams bloody murder as if doing so will bring her back to life. “Get off, off, off my island,” she yells, feeling lightheaded after her sudden rage against the machine that is her Butler. “Oh, come now. Don’t be such a bore,” says her un-laid-off Butler from the […]
Lady Gwenllian Tudor, the lady of the island and former resident of the infamous Tudor Mansion, thinks how her life has come full circle — not unlike the Zodiac wheel. Perhaps she thought for so long and so hard that her mind is as frosted over as the ground under the February snow moon. She […]
With her green eyes as signal lights, Gwenllian permits one kiss from a werewolf-like man with disheveled hair and sexy facial stubble. Blame it on the January Wolf Moon. She wonders if it would be considered a form of bestiality if he did more than kiss her lips. Baby, I can’t figure it out Your […]
INFJ Gwenllian as the Lady of the Island rests during an afternoon walk, leaning against a mile marker post that reads 102. It’s the start of November – which means the beavers are busily preparing for winter. And mortals release their heavy burdens before taking shelter for the winter. Gwenllian continues her walk, contemplating all […]
INFJ Gwenllian wakes up on a desert island staring up at the bright sun. “This is going to be a magnificent life because I’ll experience true silence,” she says to the crashing waves at her feet. In response the ocean asks, “But what about your psychic powers? Won’t you still hear what people on the […]
INFJ Lady Tudor waltzes into the ballroom for the morning meeting in the afternoon to discuss the Un-Pretty in Pink movie project. Her moth-eaten pink polka dot prom dress looks vintage – and is covered in grass from weed-wacking the mansion lawns. ISFJ Mrs. Peacock and her flower basket stick their nosegays up in the […]
Feeling especially amorous with spring in the air, Lady Tudor accepts a long and lingering kiss on the lips from the Mansion Magician when he arrives at the red double doors. It’s the Eve of May Day – and everyone is in costume for the un-fertility rituals and psychic romance to welcome spring. And there […]
Lady Tudor opens her green eyes to see the Butler holding his suitcase and black umbrella. She smiles because she knows exactly what’s going on. “You are going on a vacation and already have a man in mind to take over your Butler duties while you are away for the Pink Moon rituals,” the INFJ […]
INFJ Lady Tudor wakes up feeling euphoric – the high priestess card of her tarot gold edition at the top of the deck. “You are in love with one of the kings of the tarot deck – and I know which one,” the Butler says as Lady Tudor energetically rises from bed without any assistance. […]