23.7. 1993 Vitoria-Gasteiz / Spain - World Federation of Music Therapy

are very close together and uniform in shape. This is the
rigidity of her life, and her striving for perfection. She
comes to a wooden door. It is made of coarse wood,
and there are nails in the wood (an image of the coffin or
of the crucifixion). She knocks on the door and it opens
stiffly. On the other side of the door is dense fog. She
can follow a yellow light up through the fog, or sit on top
of the trees of the forest. She chooses the trees, which
she says "have prepared a special place for me".
Session 3 took place 6 months later as she had been
away in the North of Australia in the warmth of the sun.
At this stage she was wheel-chair bound, and needed
assistance with toileting, dressing, and feeding. Her
speech was slow and laboured and she showed
difficulty in swallowing. During the induction I suggested
she take the image of an object on her journey. She
close an amethyst stone. The tape used was the Mostly
Bach tape. The music on this tape provides the
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opportunity for working on difficult issues. The music is
powerful, challenging, and at times soaring. In the
Passacaglia and Fugue she moves towards a tunnel
(associated with birthing imagery). It is thick and
deceptive - it looks like it is comfortable but it doesn't
have good intentions. She crawls through the tunnel
and comes out into something white and cold - it is dead
coral. She feels like a tortoise (oldest symbol for Mother
Earth), and is very uncertain. The tortoise comes out of
the water and is dried out in the sun. It becomes a
skeleton, and its claws try to dig into the earth to find the
amethyst. During the Partita in B min. she sees a wise
old man (Jung identifies the wise old man as one of the
masculine archetypes in animus projections). Mary
describes the face of the wise old man, but then the face
becomes a mask, and she feels let down. She becomes
a bird, flapping her wings. She wants to move on but her
legs are caught in a cloud. She interacts with the cloud
and asks it to let go of her legs. The cloud gives an