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Proceedings, Oxford, UK (2002) - World Federation of Music Therapy

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Then the group will experience clearly a shared affective intensity.<br />

Jenny will place her body on her own chair, so as to assume a similar<br />

posture to that <strong>of</strong> Pamina. Sarah's face will assume an expression <strong>of</strong><br />

piercing pain, as she keeps turning her glance from Pamina's direction<br />

towards me and the other members <strong>of</strong> the group. It is her murmurs that<br />

form the basis <strong>of</strong> my vocal phrases.<br />

Video excerpt taken from the session <strong>of</strong> November 7, 1994.<br />

It is possible that here the group talked, through Pamina, about the fate <strong>of</strong><br />

being pushed and dragged day by day, about the agony <strong>of</strong> being enclaved<br />

by despair, about repeated losses and abandonment.<br />

The session <strong>of</strong> March 27, 1995: Sarah's beater episodes<br />

The beaters had acquired a particular significance in the sessions right<br />

from the first months <strong>of</strong> the group's life. Until March 1995, almost a year<br />

from the beginning <strong>of</strong> the group, episodes such as the one we are about to<br />

watch, characterised Sarah's presence in the room.<br />

Time and time again she would grasp the beaters from Ms Antouna's<br />

hands, so as to throw them onto specific targets: either towards the<br />

instruments, thus creating loud sounds, or towards specific persons, like<br />

her carer or Jenny, or even intending them to miss the musical<br />

instruments and end up on the floor.<br />

Intense cries like laughter, but not real laughter, mouth terrifyingly wide-<br />

open, tensed eyes, beaters that were falling - it was as if we were<br />

becoming fragmented by the force <strong>of</strong> that tension.<br />

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