Practical Zoning Out

Contemplating the whole "zoning out" thing, again.

Unless a behavior is directly toxic or damaging, I have always preferred to work with it, rather than change or delete it. In enneagram circles, the infamous "zoning out" of type Nines always feels (to me) like it is this horrible thing we Nines do.

After more than 20 years of studying the enneagram and using some of the healing tools it offers, I have come to question the "horrors" of zoning out.

I thought to myself "Well, maybe I can USE this to my benefit..."

Over a period years, I experimented with minor behavioral changes when I felt a case of "zoning out" approaching me, from around the corner.

These days, I live by a system of "meaningful zoning out." I neither blame myself, nor disallow zoning out in my life. However, when I do feel the inclination to zone out, I go on autopilot doing necessary things. For example, yesterday I got really tired of some writing projects I needed to work on... and I could feel my attention slipping. So... I allowed my attention to slip. I turned on some moody music, and spent an hour "mindlessly" processing, cutting, editing, color correcting and re-sizing photos for eBay auction. This is an activity that requires NO brain input at all... yet it is also necessary and essential. In essence... I was... practically... zoning out. I NEED those photos... they are essential in my work.

Zoning out is not a bad thing, if you understand how to work with it.

It's a bit like a variation on the whole New Age and Nonduality obsession with how "evil" The Ego is. "Kill the ego!"

No.
Not so much.
Don't be so fucking militant.
WORK with the ego.
The ego keeps you alive.
Without the ego, you'd be a colorless automaton who cared about nothing.
Without the ego, you'd be sitting in the corner with a little drool running from the corner of your mouth.
Talk about the ultimate "zoning out!"

Don't Should on Yourself!

It was just my birthday-- woo-hoo!

I was never a big fan of "my birthday" because I have never enjoyed being "the center of attention." I'm not afraid of it, and I'm not shy... it just feels like a distasteful selfishness.

Do I feel this way because I am a Nine? Is this a manifestation that "being seen" somehow requires "effort" on my behalf? Can't get that to fit, entirely... since being the center of attention generally involves everyone else "doing the doing," not me.

But anyway...

I checked in here and realized that it had been a long time since I last looked at this blog.

Then I decided that I was not going to beat myself up and start "shoulding" on myself because I'd failed to keep up with it. I decided that I was going to be "OK" with just updating as it occurred to me, and as I had something to share.

I have subscribed (and unsubscribed!) to a lot of blogs over the years... blogs that became "stale" because their owners had an obsession with "publishing daily," while only having enough interesting and worthwhile content to publish once every 7-10 days.

Our world is obsessed with schedules and with time... but sometimes the quality and relevance of "content" seems lost in the mix.

I'm NOT going to sit down here and write an entry that goes "It's Tuesday and I have no insights. The grass outside my window needs mowing and the wind it from the east. I went to the bathroom at 8:30, and I have had two cups of coffee today."

Who cares?
Not I...

If anyone ever subscribes to this, part of the "package" is that they may get three updates in three days, and then no updates in three months.

Flat Feelings

On occasion, people have told me that I seem emotionally "flat."

I don't seem to get excited about much of anything. I don't get angry, and I don't get particularly joyful, and not particularly fearful, or aggressive, or anything else.

I have even been told that I don't seem to possess the normal spectrum of human emotions.

I'm not sure what to think about this. Part of the conundrum is that I only have experience with being me, so I am not entirely sure what "normal" means. Certainly, I can observe other people... and I can see them get "affected" by events in way I don't fully understand.

I see someone fly into a rage, or have a meltdown... and I find myself looking that the causal event and thinking to myself "Why is THAT even something to think about, let alone have a meltdown over?"

When I look at those words, I realize it makes me sound callous. I don't mean to be. I can only conclude that other people's emotions burn with a brighter flame than mine.

It's a mystery to me, what it feels like to be "hot blooded." Although... those I look upon as being hot blooded usually insist that they are not.

Not-choosing, as a choice...

I wonder, sometimes, how many Nines are weighed down by the effects of their tendency to not-choose, when faced with choices.

It is commonly said and written that "Nines cannot make up their minds," and "Nines don't know what they want." My personal belief is that these are not entirely true statements.

I believe it's all a timing issue.

When so-called experts write these words, they are clearly not Nines. My own experience in life is that I cannot make up my mind... quickly enough for other people's liking. Similarly, I do generally know what I want, but it takes me longer than other people to get there.

If you are not a Nine, this could easily be seen as wishy-washyness, and an inability to decide.

Perhaps the "root" issue here has to do with the ability of Nines to "weigh all options," which simply takes time. Perhaps the root "truth" is simply that Nines are "deliberate" rather than "impulsive."

I know from experience that I tend to make very poor decisions, when pressured to make quick decisions.

In the Beginning, there was... a Beginning

In Praise of Specialization...

In general, I need another writing venue about as much as I need a hole in the head. Maybe that's why I need this blog...

Web marketing goo-roo Seth Godin writes that the modern age of the web (and life, in general) is about specialization. It's no good to have a "music site." Nobody cares... music sites are a dime a dozen. How about a music site about reggae music? Still no good. What we actually need... to get to the heart of "what matters," is a level of granularity equivalent to a web site about "Bob Marley's Nose Hair."

The point here being that this site was born out of the fact that my occasional musings about things related to the enneagram-- and specifically to my experience as a Type Nine-- do not belong on any of my other web sites.

So, about these words...

These words are about the direct experience of being an enneagram type Nine. Much has been written about "The Enneagram," but less about individual types. Similarly, much has been written about the enneagram as a teaching to guide people in dealing with their "fixation," but not much has been written merely about the daily interaction between a person and life, from an "enneagrammatic" perspective.

I started studying the enneagram-- originally as a system of "personality types," later as a healing tool-- back in the late 1980's. It has been a helpful tool on my journey... and these are some of my stories.