Idealists, as a temperament, are passionately concerned with personal growth and development. Idealists strive to discover who they are and how they can become their best possible self — always this quest for self-knowledge and self-improvement drives their imagination. And they want to help others make the journey. Idealists are naturally drawn to working with people, and whether in education or counseling, in social services or personnel work, in journalism or the ministry, they are gifted at helping others find their way in life, often inspiring them to grow as individuals and to fulfill their potentials.

Idealists are sure that friendly cooperation is the best way for people to achieve their goals. Conflict and confrontation upset them because they seem to put up angry barriers between people. Idealists dream of creating harmonious, even caring personal relations, and they have a unique talent for helping people get along with each other and work together for the good of all. Such interpersonal harmony might be a romantic ideal, but then Idealists are incurable romantics who prefer to focus on what might be, rather than what is. The real, practical world is only a starting place for Idealists; they believe that life is filled with possibilities waiting to be realized, rich with meanings calling out to be understood. This idea of a mystical or spiritual dimension to life, the “not visible” or the “not yet” that can only be known through intuition or by a leap of faith, is far more important to Idealists than the world of material things.

Highly ethical in their actions, Idealists hold themselves to a strict standard of personal integrity. They must be true to themselves and to others, and they can be quite hard on themselves when they are dishonest, or when they are false or insincere. More often, however, Idealists are the very soul of kindness. Particularly in their personal relationships, Idealists are without question filled with love and good will. They believe in giving of themselves to help others; they cherish a few warm, sensitive friendships; they strive for a special rapport with their children; and in marriage they wish to find a “soulmate,” someone with whom they can bond emotionally and spiritually, sharing their deepest feelings and their complex inner worlds.

Idealists are relatively rare, making up no more than 15 to 20 percent of the population. But their ability to inspire people with their enthusiasm and their idealism has given them influence far beyond their numbers.

Idealists at Work
Idealists, as a temperament, are passionately concerned with personal growth and development. They are naturally drawn to working with people and are gifted with helping others find their way in life, often inspiring them to grow as individuals and to fulfill their potential both on, and off, the job.

Because you live in anticipation of an exciting future, in your ideal job you will be asked to stretch your imagination on a continual basis. Existing ideas, individuals and groups of people, products, services, and the relationships between these things can trigger flashes of insight about how “what is” might unfold into “what might be.” You feel rewarded where you feel free to share your insights with people who encourage your creativity and who support the unpredictable process by which you narrow down the stream of ideas into innovations that are meaningful within the scheme of your personal values. You are likely to be comfortable taking on a leadership role, so long as it doesn’t place you in an arbitrary hierarchy.

I started my last class yesterday.  It is so hard for me to wrap my head around the fact that I will be graduating from college soon.  It just took me 12 years to get to this point, but at least I made it.  I plan to start looking into all my testing as soon as I can.  I have to take the tests to get certified to teach in Texas as well as look into my GRE testing.  I am planning to go back to school as soon as I am settled into a job.  I want to get my Masters in Psychology.

I want to some day be able to work with teens.  I think that if more people cared about the at risk youth, there would be more success stories.  I wanted to go into teaching to help teens.  Everyone wants to work with small kids, but who wants to work with teens?  They need people to be there for them, to help them when they need it.  The best teachers I ever had were the ones who were interested in their students, not just there to get a pay check.

So this is my list of songs that are a must have for playlists.  This list is more on the slower, sappier side.  I will post the rock and other genres as I go, but today this is the romance and slow list.

1. Ryan Adams – Desire  http://artfullydangerous.com/music/Ryan%20Adams%20-%20Desire.mp3

2. Alanis Morissette – Not as We http://artfullydangerous.com/music/05-Not%20As%20We.mp3

3. OneRepublic – Say(All I Need) http://artfullydangerous.com/music/01%20Say%20all%20I%20need.mp3

4. David Archuletta – Crush http://artfullydangerous.com/music/01%20%20David%20Archuleta%20-%20Crush.mp3

5. Meredith Brooks – What Would Happen http://artfullydangerous.com/music/08%20What%20Would%20Happen.mp3

6. Lady Antebellum – Need You now http://artfullydangerous.com/music/004.%20Lady%20Antebellum%20-%20Need%20You%20Now.mp3

7. Secondhand Serenade – Fall For You http://artfullydangerous.com/music/02%20Fall%20For%20You.mp3

8. Fiona Apple – The First Taste http://artfullydangerous.com/music/06%20The%20First%20Taste.mp3

9. The Afters – Ocean Wide http://artfullydangerous.com/music/05-the_afters-ocean_wide.mp3

10. Blue Foundation – Eyes on Fire http://artfullydangerous.com/music/09-blue_foundation-eyes_on_fire.mp3

11. Damien Rice – 9 Crimes http://artfullydangerous.com/music/9%20Crimes.mp3

12. Lady Antebellum – Can’t Take My Eyes Off You http://artfullydangerous.com/music/Lady%20Antebellum%20-%20Lady%20Antebellum%20-%2010%20-%20Cant%20take%20my%20eyes%20off%20you.mp3

13. Mads Langer – Fact Fiction http://artfullydangerous.com/music/112-mads_langer-fact_-_fiction.mp3

14. Lorna Vallings – Taste http://artfullydangerous.com/music/Lorna%20Vallings%20-%20Taste.mp3

15. Poets of the Fall – Late Goodbyes http://artfullydangerous.com/music/Poets%20Of%20The%20Fall%20-%20%20Late%20Goodbye.mp3

16. The Swell Season – The Moon http://artfullydangerous.com/music/02%20The%20Moon.mp3

17. Save Ferris – Let Me In http://artfullydangerous.com/music/Soundtrack%20-%20Roswell%20-%20Save%20Ferris%20-%20Let%20Me%20In.mp3

Let me get this out before I begin on my musings for the day.  I don’t doubt that there is a god out there, of some sort.  I just have issues with religion in this day and age.  I think that as long as people have faith in something, that should be all that matters.  I should not be forced to believe in a God who may or may not be real.  I have faith that there is a higher power, but for all we know that could little green men.  I think that faith is what gets people up each day, be that faith be in God or even in a person’s belief that there is no God.  We should not be told we are wrong, if that is how we feel personally.  Free will is a bitch.

Now, to get to what I want to really talk about today.  Lucifer is the topic of today’s post.  I have been musing over this for a while and I have finally gotten all my thoughts in order and now it is time to post them.  First, if you are easily angered I would not keep reading, I will probably upset the very religious out there.

Lucifer, Satan, the devil, and so many other names, was an angel once you know.  I was thinking about that and I came to conclusion that while churches want us to believe that he lies, I don’t think he does.  We have to keep in mind that he was indeed an angel and any other angel would never lie to us.  What I do think is that he knows how to get to our base emotions and plays off of them.  He doesn’t have to lie to us to get us to do evil, every person is born with both good and evil in them.  The ability to do both good and evil is something we will fight with all our lives.  It was not something placed in us in later years by Lucifer, it was just nurtured.

It is not about lying to someone to get them do evil, it is about knowing how to push the right buttons to get them to act on the feelings that were already there.  That is something we have that the angels don’t, free will.  I think that is what drives us to act on our base emotions, not having some little evil being in our ear lying to us.  I just don’t think that he lies, I just think he knows how to wiggle his way into our minds and pick up on the things we refuse to admit to ourselves.

Now I know thinking this way is not going to win me any awards, really I am betting I will upset enough people that I will either get yelled at or lose people who claim to be my friends.  I just think that I have a right to my beliefs and feelings, just like every other person on the planet.  I am sorry if it does not mesh well with your beliefs and feelings but I can’t change who I am to make others happy.  Then I would not be happy at all.

Evan’s Blue – Possession

So I was reminded that I have become a hermit of sorts.  And I guess I have, even if I don’t always want to admit it.  I don’t go out like I use too, even when I have the chance.  I don’t know, I guess my dislike for most people had started to effect things in my life.  I can only take so much drama and bullshit from people, and it seems that I have closed up.  I should really work on that, yes?

Emotions are hard for me.  I get hurt and then I close up.  I think that is why I never let people in, so that I don’t have to worry about what will happen once I do.  I can count on one hand the people I trust.  Well I say that, but I trust more then that to a certain extent.  The few that are very close to me are the ones I trust with my life.  I control what people know about me, and it keeps me safe.  At least I feel like it does.

They say good things come to those who wait, well i am waiting damnit!!  Where are my good things??

The Swell Season – The Moon

I can honestly say I am a very different person then most.  I express myself in ways that people will never truly get and it’s sad really.  It’s sad that no one will ever really understand how I do things, why I do them, or anything along those lines.  I keep parts of myself away from others because I never want to get hurt and when I do finally let someone in it seems that I am reminded why I never let anyone in.  In the last 30 years I have had my heart stepped on, bruised, broken and torn to shreds.  And yet I continue to let others in and it just keeps happening over and over again.  I am not speaking of it happening now, just an in general thing in my life.

I am currently sitting here watching Dear John, and I don’t know if I could ever be that girl.  You know the one, the girl sitting at home waiting to hear if the man she loves is alright.  The only forms of communication being in written form because he is deployed somewhere very hostile.  I just don’t think I have the strength to deal with something like that, and I can see why she finally had to cut the strings.  He re-enlisted after September 11th and left her alone.  He was out there fighting, and I think that it was just too much for her.  I am not sure what I would do in that position.

I think that the women who do live the life of the military wife are very strong women, and I am sure they have that strength because of the love they have for their husbands.  And I should say that the men who live the life have to be strong too.  There are women who over in the war, who have left their husbands here.  That can’t be easy either.  The life of a military family can be hard.  I was lucky because there was no great war while my parents were in the military.  My mother had been in the Army reserves when we went into the first Persian Gulf war, and I was always scared that she would be called.  I don’t know how I would have handled it if she had been called in.

I like to think I am strong, but I am not sure I am.

Poets of the Fall – Late Goodbye

In our headlights, staring, bleak, beer cans, deer’s eyes
On the asphalt underneath, our crushed plans and my lies
Lonely street signs, powerlines, they keep on flashing, flashing by

And we keep driving into the night
It’s a late goodbye, such a late goodbye
And we keep driving into the night
It’s a late goodbye

Your breath hot upon my cheeck, and we crossed, that line
You made me strong when I was feeling weak, and we crossed, that one time
Screaming stop signs, staring wild eyes, keep on flashing, flashing by

And we keep driving into the night
It’s a late goodbye, such a late goodbye
And we keep driving into the night
It’s a late goodbye

The devil grins from ear to ear when he sees the hand he’s dealt us
Points at your flaming hair, and then we’re playing hide and seek
I can’t breathe easy here, less our trail’s gone cold behind us
Till’ in the john mirror you stare at yourself grown old and weak

And we keep driving into the night
It’s a late goodbye, such a late goodbye…

That being said, I have observed some rather odd behaviors in people online and in general.  I have grown rather tired of some actions.  I am a 30 year old woman, and I have grown tired of dealing with immaturity.  No matter what format you are dealing with people in, emotions will always be involved and a person can only take so much before they go off.  We all have breaking points but I think that sometimes people forget that there are emotions and feelings behind the computer screen.

I think that people forget about feelings.

Imagine a world without me – say you’re falling apart
Let’s pretend you’ve missed me for a while
Wouldn’t you say you were lonely and love was breaking your heart?
Put on your Sunday best and fake a smile

I dream of dreaming dreams of her – in twilight she’s a constant blur
The picture is clear and I’m still fact she’s fiction

Remember the night you were with me – fell asleep by my side
Strangers together – your hand in mine
How come we never came closer when all the stars were aligned?
I thought we had a moment

I dream of dreaming dreams of her – in twilight she’s a constant blur
The picture is clear and I’m still fact she’s fiction
I seem to miss the missing part, she’s still my favorite work of art
The picture is clear and I’m still fact she’s fiction

Nothing has changed cause I’m still fact – she’s fiction
Or I may be imperfectly formed in this contradiction

I dream of dreaming dreams of her – in twilight she’s a constant blur
The picture is clear cause I’m still fact she’s fiction

I fell in love with her longing – let’s just say that she never found out
Who it was she never found in me