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Dissertation - World Federation of Music Therapy

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uncertainty. being cradled, the inside <strong>of</strong> the teddy bear -> a nest to live in and be<br />

found in. Dancing with the hunter is empowering, but it also brings<br />

calmness which is necessary to acknowledge that space may be<br />

narrow and it may be necessary to move outside in order not to be<br />

Treatment begun. What<br />

now? I must make a<br />

choice: School or not!<br />

Quality <strong>of</strong> life includes<br />

enjoying the Spring.<br />

FOCUS: Clarify the<br />

situation before<br />

tomorrow’s consultation<br />

Feeling better. Chose<br />

the ’well, yes and no’solution:<br />

Stay in school<br />

AND in the moss.<br />

Has managed to give<br />

space to psychological<br />

needs. When I am down,<br />

I am better to find hope<br />

again.<br />

FOCUS: Grasping the<br />

lust for life better.<br />

What landscape would<br />

Body cleaning: Take<br />

fresh enrgy in and let<br />

go <strong>of</strong> old energy.<br />

Focus on what you<br />

wish and need right<br />

now.<br />

On a path – give<br />

yourself time to<br />

explore<br />

Allow yourself to<br />

open yourself to the<br />

energy you need, and<br />

let this energy fill<br />

you up. Include the<br />

colour <strong>of</strong> the<br />

cornfield. Explore<br />

here-and-now. What<br />

have you left behind,<br />

what is coming up?<br />

1.Resphigi<br />

2.Debussy<br />

3.Chesnokov<br />

4.Pachelbel<br />

29’<br />

(sound quality<br />

reduced)<br />

1.Strauss<br />

2.Brahms<br />

3.Beethoven<br />

4.Brahms<br />

TRANSITIONS<br />

44’ + 16’ (Postl. +<br />

drawing)<br />

engulfed or swallowed. What do you let go? What do you keep?<br />

1. Lonely walk on the path. Sun’s shining. Feeling <strong>of</strong> melancholy.<br />

Awareness <strong>of</strong> knees and lower legs. I walk. Close to the ground. I see<br />

how the land lies.<br />

2. There is a path reaching far, a shade <strong>of</strong> light at the end. To the left<br />

another path, darkness behind me. Three directions. There’s also a<br />

verge <strong>of</strong> grass. The snail is weeping: it doesn’t know where to go. It<br />

needs a lift. Moss. Too narrow. Only a half solution. It looks lovely:<br />

green, sunny, s<strong>of</strong>t. And it’s close. / Other options – too far away.<br />

3. In the moss. It grows broader and higher.<br />

4. The snail rested in the grass, now it wanders. Exiting. There are<br />

sponges: fly agaric – looks beautiful inside. I eat – but not the agaric!<br />

A safe little world with a lot <strong>of</strong> smells.<br />

POST: Discussion about making a difficult choice. The imagery is very<br />

clear. Hopes the ‘system’ will recognize that too! MANDALA: The paths<br />

or roads. The moss with the snail. Sunshine.<br />

1. Rattling sounds in the cornfield. Smells, sounds. A white dress. I grow<br />

taller, Get a foothold. Sees the cornfield from above. A lace<br />

handkerchief flies down. I have my normal size again. A tear wiped<br />

away. A storm in the distance – and a rainbow. I go through it, try t<br />

touch it. (Big crescendo in the music). An explosion <strong>of</strong> light.<br />

2. I can hold the rainbow. Playing and experimenting with it. Ballet<br />

dancing. Full control <strong>of</strong> body. A skinless face -> monster-like.<br />

3. The skin is peeled <strong>of</strong>f. Blood and muscles. Eyes ask for help. To do<br />

what? To be released. I brush the hair, massage the skin. -> A young<br />

girl. I fight going on, who shall… there must be room for both <strong>of</strong><br />

them. Ah! No fighting, then. I swing the two by the hair and clash<br />

them together. (Laughs) -> a new person = me, in the cornfield. The

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