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Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)

The Wakefield Doctrine is a perspective on people, (and how they behave); the world around us, (and how we experience it) and of our ownselfs, (how we relate ourselves to the world around us).

Rather than claim to have developed categories of behaviors, traits and inclinations into which all people fit, the Wakefield Doctrine takes a different approach to the business of personality types.

The Wakefield Doctrine proposes that when we, all of us, are born, there are three realities by which the world is manifested: the life of the Outsider, the reality of the Predator and the world of the Herd Member. For reasons not yet understood, we, all of us, ‘step into one’ (and only one) of these three realities and grow and develop, mature and learn, in order to thrive and prosper. Our behavior, (public and private), our social styles and strategies, (professional and personal), our coping mechanisms (how we get what we want and survive what we do not desire) are a reflection of the character of the world, as we experience it.

(Those italics? Totally intended to emphasize the fact that, according to the Doctrine, we experience the world, reality and everything else, on a personal, but very real level.)

So, you’re young. Real young. You look around and you realize the world, (and the people and the things) are that of the world of the:

  • Outsider. You’re included in the activities and the interactions of the people around you. They look at you and say almost the same things that they say to each other. But you sense there is more to the conversation than you hear. You notice there’s a certain ease among them that you do not feel. They don’t seem to be wondering about things. You decide that you must have lost the instruction manual and start looking for it. You ask the others about it, but they look at you in a way that feels like you’re different. You stop asking. You keep searching. You’re on your way to developing the personality type we refer to as (a) clark.
  • Predator. Holy shit! Things happen fast! The surprises are constant and you aren’t nearly as thrown by them as the people around you. You must be good at this. Things happen so fast that there’s no time to figure it out. Run away or attack seems to work. The others notice you. They point out how much energy you have, clearly they are impressed. Besides, you wake up and there’s alway something to do, to fight, to love, to run away from, whats the point of worrying about tomorrow. Besides, you already know about tomorrow, there’ll be someone doing something that you like or don’t like and can do something about …or to. You’re on your way to refining your personality as a scott
  • Herd Member. Time. There is endless time because you’re not worried about it. Everyone around you confirms that there is time. Everyone will let you learn to do the things they do, as long as you don’t try to rush them. You wake up from dreams of doing something better than anyone, without ever having to change. The world is good and your life is complete. There are those who are in a hurry and lack the understanding of there being enough time and they make you laugh. Sometimes. There are those you know who worry about time, about not having enough time and they hide. Sometimes. They make you glad you know what you know, (that) the world is a knowable, learnable place and life is good as you practice being a roger.

Those are the three personality types of the Wakefield Doctrine. They reflect the character of the reality the individual experiences. Know the nature of the world the other person is experiencing and not only will you know more about them than you have any right to know, you will know how they will act in the future.

Note: We’re all born with those three realities? And we are what we are because we grew up in one of them? The ‘other two’ are alway there. We live in only one of the three characteristic worlds, however, we never lose the potential to survive the other two. This doesn’t mean we can instantly assume the traits and style of the other two personality types. Think about it. Our premise is that a child grows up and develops the style appropriate to one of the three worldviews. As in, ‘practice for a lifetime’. But you can, especially under duress, exhibit traits and instincts of the other two. We call these ‘secondary and tertiary aspects’ and that’s for another post.

Learn about the characteristics of the world of the Outsiders, the reality of the Predator and the life of the Herd Member; go out, watch and observe those around you. You will see people acting as if they’re running across the savannah about to overcome their prey, you’ll spot the person who is so comfortable and self-assured that you wonder why they can’t stop talking about themselves and, if you’ve studied hard and are vigilant, you’ll see the person who wasn’t there a moment ago. Just for a second and then the conversation seems to shift and they’re nowhere to be found.

And that’s just the start of the fun.

the ‘everyday fun’?  A moment ago, while I was getting Coffee#2, Phyllis said, “I have very vivid dreams.” In my best Jules Winfield, I said, ‘Example.’ Phyllis paused in her breakfast preparation and said, “Well, I was in a dorm room in a school in Boston. The other girls in the room were there already and there was nowhere to put my stuff, their’s being already on the beds and the bureaus. We had to go to church in part because there was food there.’ I said nothing but felt the pull of those elements: people, communal living space, and the stress of unpacking and said, “In my dreams, its about having to take a final exam and realizing that I had, for one reason or another, not gone to any of the classes.”  We both enjoyed the reflection. Before leaving the kitchen, I added, “scotts? Their legs kick in their sleep.” We both laughed and came back here and decided to tell the story as best I could.

New Readers: Phyllis is a roger (with strong secondary clarklike aspect). Me, I’m a clark.

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TToT -the Wakefield Doctrine- “0f road trips and music…step out of February”

Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)

‘A Wakefield Doctrine hat in Salt Lake City’

My other favorite bloghop, the Finish the Sentence Friday, is on ‘Photo Share’ in their rotating-themes cycle. So I thought… man, that was fun reminiscing and, seeing how I have the song in my head, lets stay with it.

Hey! Josie Two Shoes Sorry about dragging half the contents of my car’s back seat up the walk, onto the metaphorical porch and all… (A proper Grat List must start at the beginning  or ‘in principe incipere’, as they say at the roadside stops.)


‘A Wakefield Doctrine hat at ‘the Grassy Knoll’

I’ll let everyone have the fun of identifying the locations (where necessary) in some of the photos this week. They are all remnants of road trips past. They also, as I referenced in the Finish the Sentence Friday post yesterday, are, with a couple of exceptions, examples of the Rite of Hat. I have a link in my FTSF post yesterday that explains the Rite of Hat (based in part on the Treaty of Tordesillas) and everyone’s favorite personality theory.

1) (the blogosphere cause… well, you know!)

2) the Wakefield Doctrine (the extra piece to the puzzle that most clarks spend they lives searching for… ironic, how it, (the Doctrine and everything), is not really information or knowledge, at least, not merely information and knowledge. The missing puzzle piece appears to be the place we can get to when we have the ‘information and knowledge’ that is inherent in the Wakefield Doctrine.  ya know?)

The Stanley Hotel (just before) being claimed by Rite of Hat

3) something something

4) back to the Doctrine… so, you say, ‘sure that Wakefield Doctrine gives you the knowledge that allows you to better understand the world and the people in it. big deal… show me something impressive.’  video at the bottom of the page: me in a video. clarks are the archetypical photophobes.  (Wakefield Doctrine Guide to Identifying the Personality Types, Quik Tip #89: ‘at the summer get-together, family reunion? see a group of people clustering together for a group photo? the one taking the picture is your clark.)

‘A famous corner in a town in the high desert of Arizona’

 

5) Technology which allowed me to take video that accounts for Stanley Hotel trip (at the bottom)

7) {THIS GRAT SPACE AVAILABLE]  (Not yet comfortable writing a whole post? Still a bit self-conscious about coming up with a TToT post that people won’t laugh at ( er…have you looked around this post here yet?!! lol)? Place your Grat in Comments and I’ll be happy to post it.

8) Sunday Supplement:

‘Still Life with Laptop and Salad’
(Landscape orientation)
In the left half (back) Phyllis stands at the kitchen counter putting saran wrap on a white bowl that contains a fresh salad for her church’s monthly social. (Monthly social motto: “Even God needs to eat his veggies. What kind of congregation would we be if we didn’t suffer the spinach and carrots?“)
Phyllis wearing a white sweat shirt and black pants. The cabinets are an light-oak stained wood and the countertop is a light, faux butcher block formica. There is a white canister-looking appliance on the near edge of the counter (to Phyllis’ right). It is a humidifier. Very necessary in winters, not simply because of the dry air, but because the experience of temperature is diminished in lower humidity. Have it on from Halloween to Easter.

9) Phyllis and Una (well, duh!)

10) Secret Rule 1.3

 

 

 

 

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Photo Finish Phrydae -the Wakefield Doctrine-

Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)

 

the Wakefield Doctrine…on the Road in…Arizona!

 

Here we are again. Friday. That means only one thing, (blogistically-speaking), time to participate in (the) Finish the Sentence Friday bloghop. Hosted each week by Kristi and Kenya, this is the first of the bloghops I participated in when I took to exploring the virtual world. Times change and the format of this ‘hop is now an interesting rotating format, this week being the photo format.  Here, lets hear it from our hosts:

Hi all! We’re on this week (LIVE, tomorrow, Feb. 22 at 10pm eastern and open all weekend long) with Photo Share Friday. Simply share a photo, tell the story behind it, and link up with either Kenya or me.
Easy peasy, right? Hope to see you there!
https://www.kenyagjohnson.com
Or
http://www.findingninee.com/

 

So, about this here photo here.

Starting in 2010 (and ending in 2013), I had business meetings to attend in Dallas (in September) and Salt Lake City (In March). While the whole, ‘this is part of what is required to do your work’ thing was surely significant to my decision to attend, what actually motivated me to make these trips was… the Wakefield Doctrine. (yeah, I know. knock you over with a feather.) No… seriously, wait, I have a reasonable explanation.

At the time of the first trip in 2010, I’d been writing this blog for a year (started in Jun3 ’09 first Doctrine Field trip Sept11 ’10). The premise (jn regards to the business trips) was: demonstrate the Wakefield Doctrine as a tool for self-improving oneself. And so, as a clark, (with all attendant self-consciousness and fear of looking out-of-place and incompetent) I set out to see if’n I could use our little personality theory on myself. And…and! to prove I could bring myself to do the whole business-convention-rooms-full-of-rogers-and-youthful-enthusiasm-and-stand-in-reception-rooms-and-mixers-and-whatever-the-hell-other-Herdcentric-activities-a-real-estate-convention-can-concoct. I knew I could do it. Hell, I realized with the first post, the Wakefield Doctrine somehow made me willing to do all sorts of uncomfortable things in the name of getting the idea out. You know, writing blogs, chatting to strangers, ignoring grammar and other glaring newbifacs that were the hallmarks of my posts in my first few years.

The real goal was …could I have fun doing it?

Not so much with the convention-Herd-mingling part. Fortunately, there was something about getting the Wakefield Doctrine out there in the real world, literally and physically. The idea was to get a photo of me and my Wakefield Doctrine hat in front of as many people (and places and things) as possible. (This is referred to as ‘the Rite of Hat’. This link will take you to the first video from one of these trips. Adult language advisory (well, ‘adult’ in the sense of an F bomb, not in the sense of the speaker’s maturity lol)

Anyway. The photo above is me at Meteor Crater, Arizona. (I smiled and asked a total stranger if they didn’t mind taking the picture of me an my hat. Really!)

Salt Lake City (on business) flew to Phoenix (instead of directly home) rented a car, drove to Meteor Crater, Winslow (well, because, it’s got this corner and), onwards to the Petrified Forest. Whereupon I immediately got back in the car and returned to Phoenix. Flew home.

Fun. Self-improvement. Wakefield Doctrine.

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Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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Every week, at this point in the week, we sit down and start a post. The post will ultimately be our Six Sentence Story, however at this stage (with words like this, in spirit, if not form) we’re out to see if we can’t get something going. With the prompt word of the week.

(zoe is the host and the bloghop is Six Sentence Story. The aim, the theme, the ambition of those of us on ‘the other side of the monitor’ is write a story consisting of six (and only six) sentences.)

(A year or so ago I did a series of ‘girl-on-the-run’ ‘Sixes’. If I can find the links, I’ll stick ’em here. For now: the girl is Starr Diamond, she is being chased by a man with a german accent and her life is totally in danger.  …oh yeah, she’s from a very wealthy family from Back East and her sister, Victoria, has hired a detective to find her. (but this is not about that).)

 

FLING

“Allemande left!”

Stumbling, blonde hair sweeping forward to create a decidedly out-of-place burqa, the girl’s martial arts training had her left shoulder dip, the better to roll out of the coming impact with the sawdust covered floor; her excitement was enhanced by the fact that she had no memory to account for the saw-toothed fiddle music blaring over the crowd of cowboy hat wearing heads.

Starr’s attention was focused on the rapidly approaching floor, every bit the luckless passenger sliding towards the rail of a capsizing luxury liner; she was surprised when the fall was interrupted as she jack-knifed like a gymnast around an outstretched arm.

“Gotcha,” using the cigarette and whisky marinated baritone to position herself, Starr slid her arm around the man’s waist, upwards along an impressively broad shoulders; all the while stepping slightly behind the him, her right hip setting as the fulcrum for her planned throw.

“The next call is ‘Swing your partner’ not ‘Fling your partner'”, laughing, he stepped slightly to the side, brought his left arm low and swept Starr off her feet only to set her down, standing to his side.

“Promenade home.” the caller’s final command left more questions than answers as the college-coed-turned-fugitive put her right hand on the man’s left forearm, feeling the muscles beneath the pearl-buttoned cuff of the intricately embroidered shirt; the decision that maybe this high-desert Arizona town might be the best place to lay low all but made.

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TToT -the Wakefield Doctrine-

Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)

‘Words and dreams, the bounds to earth maintained.’
Una has my back as I wrestle with them words and such…
(landscape orientation)
A bunch of natural brown things, blonde-brown oak floors in the middle left. Caramel-brown desk (with a plain, white sheet of paper) in the upper middle left and to it’s left a row of drawers in a brown that seems to want be darker than it is.
The right half of the photo has a truncated upper half of an exclamation point. That is the back of the chair I’m sitting in. (I’m that pale checker board shape, my shoulders distinguishable by their practiced slope).
To my left, Una sits upright regarding the camera. She is a tall, black triangle with two smaller triangles at the top and the hint of red tongue. Her front paws are beige, the rug underneath her is a beige, light brown.

This writing thing is an odd affair. As with so many endeavors available to us as humans, putting thoughts in words and those words ‘on paper’, can be a very different experience from one person to another. The thing of it is, writing isn’t simply merely a skill. Driving a car, hitting a tennis ball, mowing the lawn, those are ‘merely’ a skill. As with most skills, writing requires a commitment of considerable amounts of time. However, if the goal of this practice is more than being able to write a better email at work or a coherent set of instructions for household chores, it demands an emotional investment. The returns (on this investment) are manifold; not always what one might hope, nearly always more than one expects.

Una and the blogosphere are Grat Items: 1&2

The song I stumbled across (below)… odd. It’s one that initially is intriguing but, with repeated listens, becomes quite enjoyable. I will claim two grat items, as permitted in SR 893.2[para H]* (i.e. finding the song and being willing to take the chance with such selection.) Grat Items 2.5 and 3

4) Grateful for the Wakefield Doctrine in its way of (aiding, assisting, pushing) and otherwise tricking me along the path of self-improvement. The danger referred to (above) is the danger of finding something, in this case, the song, appealing and assuming others will agree (not like approval has ever been much of a prerequisite for Doctrine post, lol.) For whatever reason, I’ve the feeling that this choice labels me as overly sentimental in my taste in music this week. Not the first time thats happened, but for whatever reason, the self-consciousness is a touch higher. ah well, with growth comes change and change is, be definition, the unfamiliar. Not like this is a public place that I be trying out things, right? lol.

5) Phyllis. The evening before Valentine’s Day, Phyllis says, “Tomorrows Valentine’s Day. Do we do anything for that anymore?” To which I replied, “I don’t think so.” I followed that with, “If you bought a card for Una, I’d sign it.” We both laughed and one of said, “And a new bone…she’d enjoy that.”**

6) That darn Doctrine! Referenced a couple of times above. It’s fun and its helpful for anyone working on self-improving themselves.

7) FREE GRAT ITEM (Space Available INQUIRE in COMMENTS Section)

From Friend of the Doctrine, Cynthia:

“I would like to propose that I’m grateful for Saturday nite call-ins. It’s the greatest Q & A “radio” show evah! Haha. And I’m grateful for the upcoming spring weather. The crocus are peeking out, our tulip leaves are poking out of the ground by several inches! It’s almost here, friends! Haha.”

8) Josie Two Shoes. Not only working hard so that the light is always on here, but now, preparing the html that allows us to have the icons of all participants at the bottom of our posts. Fun to see, easy to use. Now you can click on the others and comment while playing whatever music vid I am inspired to inflict on visitors.

9) Sunday Supplement

10) SR 1.3

(the song clips off at the end, if you hit the > again, it will continue to completion)

 

*  Secret Rule 893.2[para H]*  which states, in part: “…[w]hen the Title says Ten Things of Thankful, but the math works better if a single item might count as two or in alia manu (‘on the other hand’) you need two items to compress into one, then the requirements stated, (in) the Book of Secret Rules (aka the Secret Book of Rules) carry the day (‘die portray’); one is permitted to do that, provided the writer concludes with a sincere and convincing argumentum ad populum. that and a picture of like, books and stuff…

** A word about buying Una a card (and a bone) for Valentine’s Day. She’s a dog. Of course she doesn’t know about Valentine’s Day. I’ll go so far as to say, she doesn’t care about Valentine’s Day. It has zero significance. She is our dog and Phyllis and me laughing at the thought of buying a card for a dog does matter to her. Very much. The three of us are a pack. We don’t always share the same tastes in things. We always enjoy the company of each other.

 

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