"I was always looking outside myself for strength and confidence but it comes from within. It is there all the time." Anna Freud
So I picked up a copy of Strengthsfinder 2.0 and took the code from the book and did the online assessment. It seemed like a lot of questions but it did not take long to answer them. It came back with my assessment of my 5 key strengths:
The book and online aids give out some great information on the strengths it finds you reveal in your answers - and the list of possible strengths is a long one. The answers you pick in combination are used in some complex matrix to come up with the key 5. The way to use them in your teams, work environments, and probably relationships looks to be pretty interesting.
Here's what the expanded explanations were for mine:
"Well, I feel as I can only answer for myself. Everybody has to make this choice for themselves. I can only say I feel saving Pakistan by saving democracy is worth putting my life on the line." - Benazir Bhutto, former Prime Minister of Pakistan
zeitgeist: 12/27/2007; 2-weeks prior to legislative elections
ortgeist: Pakistan
I am moving across the country tomorrow. I was not planning on visiting my blog for at least a week. Plans change.
With all the stress and excitement of the last few days I was not surprised to find myself unable to sleep after being awakened at 2am. I was, however, completely shocked to watch the unfolding news story of the assassination of Benazir Bhutto in Rawalpindi, Pakistan today. However she met her end, with or without the aid of those who should have been protecting her, what matters now is how her people and the world respond to her passing.
"But the angel said to them, 'Do not be afraid; for behold, I bring you good news of great joy which will be for all the people; for today in the city of David there has been born for you a Savior, who is Christ the Lord." - Luke 2:10-11, NASB
Every year on Christmas Eve my father reads a passage to us from the 2nd chapter of Luke. If you are unfamiliar with the passage by its reference, it is the chapter in which we find the Christmas story. My father reads it to us - "lest we forget" as he says. It is the entire reason for the holiday, afterall. It is the story of the birth of an infant who was to experience a life and death we still cannot fully comprehend to this day.
I am not the sort to expect anyone to embrace that which they cannot fathom, nor that which they must categorically reject. I do not argue the divinity of Christ, nor do I insist upon His being the literal Son of God. I will not argue about the veracity of the Bible, nor whether or not translators are or were inspired by God. None of that matters to me - and I will say it now... none of it should matter to anyone.
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"You should have called an ambulance... another day or two and you could have died." - an angry bedside-manner-impaired Emergency Room Doctor at Vandenberg AFB, CA in 1990
I will never forget those words. I could have died. Me! I could have died for no good reason at the ripe old age of nineteen.
I remember lying in the trauma center room thinking about his words and feeling so afraid, freezing cold, and alone. I remember the very kind nurse who held my hand and talked to me. I remember watching her eyes move about as she spoke. I remember smiling when I figured out what she was doing and I struggled to speak. I asked her if she was just trying to distract me. She paused a moment then smiled with a true compassion as she admitted to the conspiratorial ruse just before the IV needle found its mark. I remember them flushing the fluids through me by squeezing bag after bag of fluids into my veins. I remember being confused and not understanding why any of it was happening.
John Nash: Hello, Martin.
Martin Hansen: Jesus Christ.
John Nash: No. I don’t have that one. My savior complex takes a different form." A Beautiful Mind, 2001
I recently made the mistake of trying to prevent someone for whom I deeply cared from making what I believed was the mistake of a lifetime. I gallantly threw myself under the spiked wheels of self-sacrifice and made mince-meat out of my own sanity just trying to save her from herself.
The problem was, she had no desire to <em>be</em> saved and it just did not occur to me, as I lay there looking like Texas roadkill, that any rational person would disregard the warnings thousands of people have given just to see if maybe they were all wrong - or to not even care if they were, and to simply want to experience it all first hand. Obviously my friend was in far more need of my help than I ever thought - so I braced myself for what would apparently end up being the mother of all altruistic self-mortifications.