The Mindful Music Therapist

Okay. Seriously, this break from the blog has gone on way too long. Here's the thing though:  I retired from my job in 2021.  Yeah, I kn...

We sat together yesterday, our group of seven, on a Monday afternoon. And the curtains in the room were open to the afternoon sun, closed a...

Some days I come home from work feeling as if my clients all hate me. Now don't all jump in with the "oh, come on, they don...

I've been sitting and stewing over the fact that one of my clients decided not to come to his session yesterday. Obviously, it's no...

The session that wasn't: Walking to the session. Pausing to pull me toward somebody's car and tapping on the trunk: ...

I feel as if I've finally arrived in the land of music therapy. I've had an interview with the lovely and thoughtful Janice Lindstr...

Image by mommy peace via Flickr At first I thought he was angry with me. He certainly looked quite solemn. True, I'd been away for a c...

I was very conscious of my clients' eyes this past week.  I'm not sure why I was struck more than usual this week (as opposed to...

Maddeningly, I managed to catch a cold the minute I returned to work. Well, I suppose it has to happen once in a while. As such, I've sp...

Image via Wikipedia I've been thinking about RD of late (well, particularly today, because we had a session this morning).  RD is a v...

Image via Wikipedia On the plus side, nobody got hurt (although there were some brief reminders to the effect of "nobody really likes ...

Image via Wikipedia I tried a different approach with B today.  My usual tendency is to sit there, paying as close attention as I can (witho...

Image by SimplySchmoopie via Flickr Well! Work, this morning, was a bit crazy (to put it mildly).  Both the 9 AM and 10:30 AM groups wer...