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Top 10 Priceless Gifts that Don't Cost a Dime -- for a Phlegmatic/Amiable


Black Friday is in the past.

On this day, many normally sane humans forfeited sleep, joined frenzied crowds, and forked over funds for stuff nobody needs. Then they bragged about what great deals they got and how much they "saved."

Gift-giving shouldn't be frenetic; it should be fun!

In yesterday's blog, I shared gift ideas custom-tailored for the Melancholy/Analytic PURSE-onalities on your shopping list.

Today, I'm focusing on our Phlegmatic/Amiable (the "Peaceful Personality") loved ones because many of these gifts may require some changes in plans (unless you, too, are a Phlegmatic/Amiable, in which case your holidays are probably pretty low-key to begin with!)

Keeping in mind that your Phlegmatic/Amiable's primary goal in life is peace, and that her primary emotional needs are self-worth, respect, lack of stress, and comfort, a real gift from your heart could be...



10. Together Time.

Just “hang out.”

No plan. No agenda. No expectations.

Phlegmatics/Amiables love “doing nothing” with friends and family for extended periods of time.

For non-Phlegmatics/Amiables, “doing nothing” is an oxymoron: if you’re doing nothing, you’re not actually doing!

Embrace the paradox.

“Doing nothing” with a Phlegmatic/Amiable is a gift that gives back to the giver. You’ll receive the gift of learning to be a human being -- even for a little while! -- instead of such a human doing.



9. Spotlight Strengths.

Because the Phlegmatic/Amiable is the most balanced Personality, she is often overlooked.

The Down-to-the-Last-Detail Melancholy/Analytic outdoes Martha Stewart with holiday home decor. The I-Won't-Play-if-I-Can't-Win Choleric/Driver receives year-end awards for outstanding work achievement. The Life-of-the-Party Sanguine/Expressive keeps everyone howling with laughter at the New Year's Eve bash.

And what is the Phlegmatic/Amiable's claim-to-fame? Exactly what does the Phlegmatic/Amiable do best?

Um...er...well...

Why is it so hard to come up with a quick answer?

Because it's the wrong question. The Phlegmatic/Amiable's greatest contribution to his relationships is not what he does; it's who he is.

In a world which sings praises only for measurable accomplishments, your Phlegmatic/Amiable needs you to reflect back to her the invaluable qualities you see in her and the inestimable contribution she makes to your life.

Give your Phlegmatic/Amiable her red carpet moment. A few words from you will mean more than any public ceremony. After all, the only audience she cares about is you.



8. Accept Answers.

For years, I just knew Daniel was holding out on me. I’d ask, “So, where do you want to go to dinner?” and he’d respond, “Whatever you want” or “I don’t care.” For the next hour, I’d badger him relentlessly, trying to pry out of him what he really wanted.

Since Phelgmatics/Amiables possess a will of iron, I never successfully cracked his encripted communication. We’d end up at dinner with me silently fuming because I just knew he hated my choice but still refused to tell me what he really wanted.

Turns out, what he really wanted was for me to quit trying to decode non-existent secret meanings and take him at his word. He really did. not. care.

So, when you ask, “Where do you want to go for dinner?” and your Phlegmatic/Amiable says, “I don’t care,” you can happily say, “Okay, then let’s go to Panera Bread!” Enjoy your soup and bagel...and trust that he’s enjoying his!



7. Clear the Calendar.

The holiday season brings myriad options for places to go, things to do, and people to see.

Christmas concerts; Scrooge plays; Santa Claus Lane. Classic movies to watch; cookies to bake; gifts to wrap. Friends; family; work associates. None are likely bad choices -- most are actually good or even excellent!

But for a Phlegmatic/Amiable, the best place to go is nowhere. The best thing to do is nothing. And the best people are beloved family members and friends who come to the house to visit.

Crammed calendar = a distressed Phlegmatic/Amiable.

Cleared calendar = a de-stressed Phlegmatic/Amiable.



6. Favorite Foods.

My mother’s holiday menu always honors my father’s Armenian heritage: tebulah, rice pilaf, cheese barek, and falafel.

My husband’s family has mid-western roots, so for the last two decades, every time Daniel and I have spent a holiday at my parents’ home, I’ve brought along mashed potatoes and stuffing.

And every time, my mother has masked her horror by asking, “Are you sure that’s necessary? We already have so much food!”

Even though Daniel is the only one who eats the mashed potatoes and stuffing, I respond every time, “Yes, they’re absolutely necessary!” For my Phlegmatic/Amiable husband, it wouldn’t be Thanksgiving (or Christmas or Easter) without them.

Phlegmatics/Amiables so rarely express needs, let alone wants. When they let you know what they like, follow through...even when it doesn’t fit the menu.



5. Commitment to Calm.

For many Phlegmatics/Amiables, the emotional ups-and-downs of the holiday season feel like being in a small boat -- with no oars, no sail, no motor -- on choppy seas.

I'd come home from shopping, excited about finding a special gift, but mad about rude treatment from a cashier. After school, I'd gush over a gift from a student, but complain about the petty arguments about what we should and shouldn't do for our class Christmas party. Getting off the phone with family members, I'd anticipate our upcoming holiday feast, but fret about someone's unrealistic expectations.

It took me years to realize that my responses to typical holiday situations made my Phlegmatic/Amiable husband downright nauseated. (And it took many more years to learn how to "just let it go!")

"Let there be peace on earth" is every Phlegmatic's/Amiable's Christmas song and plea. I give a gift of infinite value when I "let it begin with me!"



4. Esthetic Expression.

In my twenty years of teaching, I've noticed that my Phlegmatic/Amiable students are often drawn to musical, artistic, and/or kinesthetic involvement.

When I was a teenager, my Phlegmatic/Amiable grandmother loved nothing more than for me to play "Oh Holy Night" on the piano while she sang along in German. Tears would twinkle in her eyes when we were through, and after she went home, I always found a dollar bill on the piano keyboard.

Although my singing makes angels weep, I still pull out my Christmas music this time of year. Daniel brings down his guitar (or ganjo or mandolin or harmonica or...!) and we sing to his heart's delight.

Your Phlegmatic/Amiable might appreciate your participation in an arts or crafts project: making new holiday decor or building a Christmas display. A walk or workout together; slow dancing under the mistletoe.

(A word of caution: dabble. This isn't the time to "dive all the way in." Avoid activities that involve terms like "competition," "renovation," or "marathon" -- see #7.)



3. Champion Choices.

Over two years ago, my Phlegmatic son, Jonathon, wracked up almost 30 hours of flight time when he helped fly a small aircraft from Milwaukee to Monterey.

He had a wonderful experience and determined to earn his pilot's license before his driver's license.

As of today, he has neither.

Jonathon completed private pilot ground school in more than a year ago. During the last two summers, he had lots of free time --and plenty of money -- to pay an instructor and rent a plane. He did neither.

Every now and then, I checked in with him, knowing how much more expensive it would be if he waited.

But wait, he did. So bite my tongue, I did. And still do.

Yes, it's tempting to drop hints: "Wouldn't it be great if..." To offer to help: "How about if I..." And to outright question his judgment: "Don't you realize..."

But even though I disagree with my son's choices, I choose to respect him. By not meddling. By not questioning. By getting out of the way. By letting him make -- and live with -- his own choices.



2. Decelerate & Desist.

This gift can overlap with #10, 7, and 5. But it's so specific -- and so vital -- that it deserves a number all its own.

Ruthlessly eliminate hurry from your life during these holy-days.

Saunter, especially when you're with that special Phlegmatic/Amiable in your life. Stop and smell the pine needles together.

Slow down. 

Stop.

Meander through the mall. Pause for a cup of hot chocolate together.

Slow down. 

Stop.

Give yourself plenty of time to prepare the big meal. Linger over the table to enjoy every morsel of nourishment and conversation.

Slow down. 

Stop.



1. Easy-going Environment.

When I saw Daniel bee-line toward a hideous old chair at a rummage sale years ago, I knew I should have left him at home. My protests were futile; he loved the chair, and he was going to have the chair.

Over the next twenty years, he lounged in that behemoth daily. When it deteriorated beyond use, he mourned as if he'd lost a dear friend.

In a way, he had. He'd lost his "soft place to fall" at the end of each hard day. Realizing the importance of the comfort chair, I suggested a shopping trip, and we returned home with a new favorite chair.

You don't have to buy a new chair. Find what equals comfort and comfortability for your Phlegmatic/Amiable.

Ideas: Comforters. Quilts. Blankets. Over-stuffed pillows. Bean-bag chairs. Fuzzy throw rugs. Cushiony couches. Sweatshirts. Oversized T-shirts. Elastic waistband pants. Leggings. Slippers. Moccasins. The World's Softest Socks.

Make them available and encourage their use. When you show a Phlegmatic/Amiable that you understand their need for comfort, you signal that when needed, you'll be a safe "soft place to fall", too.

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For us non-Phlegmatic/Amiable personalities, none of these may feel gift-worthy. Who cares about calm or clear calendars or comfort? Your Phlegmatic/Amiable, that's who! These gifts send the subtle message,

"I understand that peace, self-worth, respect, lack of stress, and comfort are vital to you. Rather than ignoring these needs and hoping they go away, I'm choosing to find ways to meet them because I love you. You're important to me, so what's important to you becomes important to me."

This kind of acceptance in action is a affirming gift for a Phlegmatic/Amiable!

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Part 1: Top Ten Priceless Gifts that Don't Cost a Dime -- for a Melancholy/Amiable PURSE-onality!

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Your Turn:

  • Which of these seems like a true fit for someone on your list?  
  • Which of these might be a struggle for you to give?  
  • Anything else on your heart!


Today's give-away is a set of all 31 of the Personality Challenge Bible verses printed on colorful cards and laminated for durability. (I've spilled coffee on mine and they washed right up just fine!)

Intentional image placement and word spacing aid visual recall.

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Day 2: CHOSEN – Making Right Holiday Choices



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“I feel lonely during the holidays.”


“I feel as if ‘everyone else’ is together and having so much fun.”

“This Christmas will be the first since the separation /divorce, so I won’t be going to some gatherings (but have to make sure the kids get to them).”


Feeling Left Out

Nobody likes feeling left out.

Our extroverted Sanguines love being the center of attention and Cholerics like orchestrating the action. 

And while our introverted Melancholies and Phlegmatics tend to be drained by people rather than energized, they don’t want to be excluded. They like to be invited, to have the option to decline or to come for a while and then leave when they’re ready.

We want to be wanted.

We need to be needed.

We long to be chosen.

And the good news is:  We already are!


Already Chosen

I am chosen by God: past tense, continuing indefinitely!

I don’t need to ask, “Has God really chosen me?”

He’s made it crystal clear:

“You didn’t choose me. I chose you. 
I appointed you to go and produce lasting fruit, 
so that the Father will give you whatever you ask for, 
using my name.” 

John 15:16

But I do need to ask:  Have I chosen God or have I chosen me?

My answer will be evident in my attitudes and actions.


Choosing the Right Gifts

I love choosing gifts.

I browse catalogs year-round, imagining how much fun it’ll be to watch (for example) my daughter’s face as she opens a gift I’ve picked out just for her.

Where did you get this?” she’ll gasp in amazement.

“That’s my secret!” I’ll reply smugly. “I saw it and thought of you.”

I’m intentional as I choose gifts, matching a unique item with the special person who will appreciate it most. 


Choosing the Right Attitudes

Sadly, I’m not nearly as care-full about choosing my attitude.

Instead of gauging whether my current state of mind will bless or curse others, I take a one-size-fits-all approach: 

Everyone gets the same “baditude,” like it or not. 

And I don’t even include a gift receipt in case they want to return it!

That's what happens when I choose me.


Choosing the Right Actions

Jesus tells me clearly what kind of “lasting fruit” my attitude and actions will bear when I choose Him:  

I will choose to love others.

Even though each PURSE-onality makes this challenging in their own way:
  • Sanguine enthusiasm can inundate.
  • Choleric accomplishment can intimidate.
  • Melancholy precision can frustrate.
  • Phlegmatic calm can irritate.

But I will choose to love others, because I am chosen.

And I won’t dwell on whether others choose me, because I am chosen.


The Greatest Gift

The lyrics to a well-known Christmas song ask, “So what can I give Him?"

The answer:  “I'll give Him my heart.”

It’s a good answer. 

But what might “I’ll give Him my heart” look like, in action, during the upcoming days and weeks?

When I need to love others who make themselves hard to love? those who choose not to choose me?

I will try whispering, “Happy Birthday, Jesus.” 

And because I am chosen, give His love to those I can not love on my own...and to those who choose not to choose me.

I’ll give Him my heart by choosing Him rather than me.

I don’t need to choose me.

He already has.


Your Turn:
  • Do you find it hard to love a particular PURSE-onality? Which one and why?
  • How might mentally preparing to pray "Happy Birthday, Jesus" when you encounter challenging people during the holidays make a difference for you?
  • Anything on your heart!


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What Does "A Holiday-Ready Heart" Mean?

It's Warm-Up Week for October's PURSE-onality Challenge: "A Holiday-Ready Heart"!  Here's a handy checklist to make sure you're all ready.

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I'm stepping waaaay out of my comfort zone with a vlog today. If you don't have time to watch or listen, no worries: the basic points are here in the blog. (But if you'd like to see me try to fend off Rafiki five separate times or hear my dog scratch at non-existant fleas, by all means, have I got a show for you!)

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I put on my “A Holiday-Ready Heart” bracelet yesterday, and wondered, “What do I even mean by “holiday-ready”?  

Is this just like doing May all over again, trying to be “complaint-free” for a month?

Or is it something more?


Family Road Trip

Then our family of four piled into the car for a trip from which only Daniel and I returned home. Yes, it’s that time of year again: our fourth year of taking Annemarie to college and second for Jonathon. 

It felt good to be a bit of a veteran. No “first time” jitters. No “we want it to be just right” expectations. Just the hope of a safe trip, smooth move-ins, and minimal traffic.

Yet the day had its hitches. 

One family member (who will remain nameless!) took 30 minutes longer than the other three to get ready to leave. 

The driver sped and complained about traffic for the entire three hours. 

My purse Advil bottle was empty, so I had to grin-and-bear the throbbing pain in an injured finger (I accidentally put a sewing machine needle through it on Friday).


A Lot for One Day

While yesterday was not a milestone day, it was still a pretty big day in many ways. In less than ten hours I:
  • made an emergency run to the pharmacy for antibiotics
  • loaded up the car
  • traveled 400+ miles
  • made unplanned stops twice to check tire pressure
  • took a new route due to terrible traffic
  • spent an astonishing amount on textbooks (3x what I’d budgeted!)
  • stopped for food twice
  • said “goodbye” 
  • fretted about the past
  • worried about the future
Yesterday was not a bad day. But after all the “life events” we crammed into a short time-frame, I was worn out by the time we got home. I was glad to take hot shower and head to bed early.


A PURSE-onal Review

Looking at yesterday thru the eyes of the PURSE-onalities: 
  • We had very little time for Sanguine fun. When a bit of hilarity erupted, it was quickly shut down by grumpiness. 
  • From the get-go, the day was a far cry from Melancholy perfection. For at least one family member, the day was ruined by our late departure. 
  • Choleric control was a battle all day. Unexpected traffic, high book prices, and “letting go” issues could neither be predicted nor “fixed.”
  • Phlegmatic peace was hard to come by. It settled in only once the day was done. 

A Lot for the Holidays

For many of us, the November and December holidays are a lot like my yesterday: 
  • travel
  • spending money
  • saying goodbye
  • thinking about the past

On top of these “life events,” we place these HUGE expectations of what the holiday should look like, feel like, be like.

And we leave no room for emergencies.


"A Holiday-Ready Heart"

So what does October’s PURSE-onality Challenge mean to me?  Well, it is more than just being consciously complaint-free (although for me this is an important discipline to re-visit and re-practice!)

But before I tell you what having “A Holiday-Ready Heart” means to me, what does it mean to you?


Your Turn:
  • What does having "A Holiday-Ready Heart" mean to you?
  • What aspect of the holidays do you enjoy most? dread most?
  • Anything else on your heart! 



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