At last we come to the Oracle, the polar opposite of me. As I believe I have mentioned in my previous posts, I am married to an Oracle, my parents are both Oracles, my son is an Oracle, and my best friend (hi, Bestie!) is an Oracle. One of my business partners is an Oracle Warrior (the other is a Healer Warrior - that is interesting).
I am a Visionary Warrior.
Imagine my fascination when I discovered that deep down in my soul I surround myself with Oracles for the very reason that they surround themselves with me. I shall explain.
An Oracle is someone that you can easily recognize. They are the people who think in black and white systems. They don't want to take tests to determine that they are an Oracle because it is a waste of their time. They don't need or like seminars because they already actually know everything. It's true - they DO know everything. If they tell you something will or won't happen, you can almost take it to the bank (no pun intended, Mom). They are analytical, organized, dependable, and they get things done. They are detail oriented. They are efficient and like doing things the right way and nothing drives them more crazy than doing things out of order. They also are often loners - with a few very close friends, but they don't attract the masses and they don't really care to. They would rather have a few close friends that they know are loyal. In fact, the world tends to think of Oracle women as mean (they aren't).
Now, who would you guess is the most emotional of these four groups? Certainly not the Warrior or Visionary (we really don't care all that much about what people think)! Logically your mind wanders to the Healer, however, it really is the Oracle. See, the Oracle is personally offended when they offer their advice (because they know they are right) and are rejected. This has happened a lot with my mom and me. Or, she will ask me a series of questions based on my vision and I get frustrated when I don't have the answers, and frustrated that she is asking me so many questions in the first place. When I get frustrated, she shuts down, and that is when she is hurt. Because 99% of the time, Oracles are just trying to help because they know how they can help. The best way to honor them is to encourage them to share what they are thinking.
Apply that to my seven year old son who, as time goes on, becomes more and more of a Shape-shifter in my mind. It can be as simple as, "Get your shoes on, we are going to the store." A healer will get their shoes on and get in the car because they are happy to be included. A Warrior will run over everyone to get their shoes on, hit their little sister in the interim, and then slam the door. A visionary will ignore you and you will have to tell them a few times. An Oracle will start with the questions: "Why are we going to the store?", "What are we going to get there?", "How long are we going to be at the store?", "Which store are we going to?", "Can I get a treat if I am good?"
Whenever we are going somewhere my son activates the Oracle in himself and the questions start. If someone in our family is sick or hurt, he activates the Healer. In fact, at Parent/Teacher conferences his teacher told us that if there is a kid who is lonely or struggling socially in the class, she always sends our son to play with that kid. If he is inactive, he activates the Warrior in himself and starts picking on everyone around him. And, he is also very creative, always telling me about his latest idea.
Oracles will always test what you know - hence the questions. If you have an idea, they want to know exactly where you are with that idea so that they know how to help you. Truly, they are extremely predictable in that way. Almost every day I have a conversation with my mom or husband or son that starts with me telling them my grand idea for the day. Then I wait, because the questions are coming. I am learning to say to all three of them, "I don't know what it looks like, yet."
Next week I will address how to teach children (and adults) to interact with each other using this knowledge.