From Our Music Therapy Intern… In the house I grew up in, those messy projects filled with pieces, parts, scraps, glitter, and glue were called “Farts and Craps”. We did not appreciate the art of handmade crafts and we did…
From Our Music Therapy Intern… This week I have very little to say. My mind is full and my energy reserve is empty. At this point, I am saving all efforts I have in order to get me through the…
From Our Music Therapy Intern… As the clock ticked towards the weekend, I clicked “send” once more. I exhaled a sigh of relief and closed my laptop. The ball has officially been nudged and begun to roll. Years ago, as…
From our Music Therapy Intern… How do I know if this is making a difference? What if I’m just wasting their time? Are they bored? Do they know that I care for them? Is this client making any improvements through…
From Our Music Therapy Intern… My husband and I spent the weekend at his parents’ house where we sat by the fire, watched Food Network, and talked for hours. From the living room window, we could see the dark grey…