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I have finally come to the realization that every single one of us has the private belief that we know the right way to do things. And everybody else who does what we do (or something not even remotely similar to what we do) does not know the right way to do things.
One would think having worked in an institution for, oh, almost twenty-two years now, that I'd have made this discovery a good solid age ago. But...no.
And how is it (you may well be asking yourself) that I have come to this awareness and chosen to share it with you all here? Now? In this very moment?
Hmm. There must be a way to express this kindly and gently.
Let's just say that it astonishes me how frequently non-music therapist co-workers feel inclined to tell me exactly how and what I should do to be a "proper music therapist" to the clients in their care.
I can, of course, only presume that the advice is offered in the spirit of being helpful. (If only these same people would be so helpful as to tell me a client has a horrible cold before I invite the person to come to music therapy.)
So there I was yesterday, feeling all kinds of "Humph! Who the hell do you think you are!?" and so forth, having had yet another of those sorts of interactions with a staff member. And I had to stop.
Yes. I simply had to stop.
Because, as much as I hate to admit it, I harbor the same exact rotten belief. I am just as strongly convinced that I know better than she does.
And it's not as if I don't go around regularly making all manner of judgments with regard to how people are interacting with my (yes, my) clients, harping on about what they should be doing with the guys and how they should be doing it, and on and on.
And it's not as if I haven't opened my big yappy mouth about it often enough either.
[Insert uncomfortable silence here.]
So. There we are.
More therapy anyone?
[In the spirit of common decency, I have to say that I also work with a lot of very supportive and cool people who seem to respect the way I do my job and expect me to know what I'm doing. But I still maintain that in our secret identities as "the one who knows", we all entertain this belief in some way or another. Which was really my point.]