Saturday, October 8, 2005

Life path

    

Your life path number is 3

Your Life Path is one that emphasizes expression, sociability, and creativity as the lesson to be learned in this life. You possess the most exceptional creative skills: normally in the verbal realm, writing, speaking, acting, or similar endeavors.

The lesson to be learned with a 3 life path is that of achievement through expression.

The bright side of this path stresses harmony, beauty and pleasures; of sharing your creative talents with the world. Capturing your capability in creative self-expression is the highest level of attainment for this life path. You are warm and friendly, a good conversationalist, social and open.

A good conversationalist both from the standpoint of being a delight to listen to, but even more importantly, one who has the ability to listen to others. You are always a welcome addition to any social situation and know how to make others feel at home.

Your reative imagination is present, if sometimes latent, as the you may not be moved to develop your talent. Your approach to life tends to be exceedingly positive, and your disposition is almost surely sunny and open-hearted. You effectively cope with all of the many setbacks that occur in life and readily bounce back for more.  You seem to be very conscious of other people's feelings and emotions.

Life is generally lived to the fullest, often without much worry about tomorrow. You are not very good at handling money because of a general lack of concern about it. You spend it when you have it and don't when you don't.

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The result of this Life Path number reminded me of when I was in Junior High and we took a test of sorts to determine what would be a good career choice.  Mine resulted in exactly what I had excelled in and felt most comfortable doing.  ART.

I did quite poorly in school, as I have mentioned before.  I also felt compelled to get into physical altercations with other kids...particularly boys.  I never have understood why I had such an agressive personality.  It has bothered me for my whole peace-loving adult life.  I seemed to have had a desire to show them all that I would not be messed with.  I had a lot of angry feelings inside and at the time could not understand those feelings.  I still don't. 

I felt most peaceful and quiet in my head when I was using an artistic outlet to express.  I felt good when I was painting, drawing, singing and making my own music on the piano.  All those clenched up nerves would relax and I would flow into whatever I was creating. 

So this path number is quite interesting to me...

Perhaps I need to find more creative ways to spend my days.  Maybe an art class at our local gallery...or ceramics.  Maybe I should sing again....or at least more often.  My journal began with the title: Time For ME.  With all the running around I do, it's next to impossible to make this happen without a great deal of planning and concious effort. 

NO complaining though.  I love the time I spend with my family...my hope is that they will stop fighting long enough to enjoy the time as well.  I know it's normal...but will they ever get along?  Be friends even?  Such is sibling life, I suppose.  Being an only child makes it hard for me to understand this my oldest tells me. 

she's probably right.

humph.

 

2 comments:

justaname4me2 said...

Well, I certainly never got along with my brother <2 years younger> but he was well, not a nice person, ever............If you miss art, if it's in your blood, well then I humbly request you get on that right away. For this somewhat artistic/creative minded person, if I wasn't creating something everyday, well I'd probably be sent to the loony bin.
Rebecca

govjcmustangs said...

Hi! I came across your blog, kinda by accident! I'm glad I did though. I'm not a mom or anything but I am a middle child and with 18 years of sibling rivalry. Oh gosh, I hated my younger sister (the baby) when I was a kid but as I got older, she became my best friend. Weird huh? Well, my mom used to say the same thing to all of us. "When will I ever get peace?" We laugh about it now.

A mom's job is never easy and never done! You know this well I suspect! Things we get better, they will need one another some day.