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Dissertation - World Federation of Music Therapy

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and I might as well accept it. Roger – over –<br />

and out!<br />

* (according to the session notes the pixy was<br />

carried away by a prey swallow)<br />

”Birds and flying things” (many sessions) When I had integrated the image <strong>of</strong> the eagle<br />

a further development occurred. I had images<br />

<strong>of</strong> flying, where the playful element <strong>of</strong> the<br />

eagle became the focus. It would circle in the<br />

air being held by the winds, it was an<br />

exploration <strong>of</strong> an element new to me.<br />

There have been many birds and flying<br />

things, insects, winged objects <strong>of</strong> all sorts.<br />

The air element is new to me. If you look at<br />

my horoscope there is no air at all. I have<br />

never been in love with people belonging to<br />

an air sign; actually I always thought that this<br />

was not for me (both laugh). It’s true! So all<br />

The flowers (#6 and 10) – and the colour<br />

pink (#4,6)<br />

these bird images have been exiting.<br />

First there was the pink lotus. I always hated<br />

pink. Now I have established a contact with<br />

that colour also. I’ve even bought pink<br />

flowers to take home. Then there was the<br />

final flower. I think that the flower itself was<br />

not the most important. I am the heart <strong>of</strong> the<br />

flower, the stamina, and the core. There was<br />

a feeling <strong>of</strong> the flower unfolding. And it was<br />

purple, or blue, like a tulip. And then it was<br />

not a flower anymore – it became a grey-blue<br />

rock, which I had the strength [to control].<br />

The whole image is about strength.<br />

The spruce cone (#6) I guess it is me, like in the old Thorbjørn<br />

Egner song “Maybe it’s you, maybe it’s me,<br />

maybe it’s… twedelidee”!<br />

A little waddling man/gnome (#8) Then there was a little man with a cylinder<br />

hat, a waddling little man. He may be a<br />

relative <strong>of</strong> the pixy. I guess they are seen<br />

from a mythological perspective, there is a<br />

‘joker’ quality to them. But I liked him better<br />

than I liked the pixy, he was welcome: he<br />

was wise. He had all the classical attributes<br />

<strong>of</strong> wisdom. A little shy, he doesn’t stand out<br />

in the crowd. He stands there with his little<br />

suitcase, in which he has a lot <strong>of</strong> good things<br />

for me.<br />

Churches (many sessions) Almost no sessions without a church…. I<br />

think this has been characteristic <strong>of</strong> all<br />

unpleasant things that I have faced in music<br />

therapy – every time there was a door in the<br />

other end. Or upwards, towards God – I have<br />

been in churches many times.<br />

God (#9) I had arguments with God, I have scorned<br />

him, there were staircases up to him, in other<br />

sessions it was obvious that he would come<br />

down to me, I was no going up to him. I have<br />

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