music, therapy, and me

Yesterday, I was so proud of myself for posting a Monday topic, but then I realized it was actually Tuesday. Ugh. That's the type of thing that runs around in my brain, even when it is just as silly as being a day off of my schedule. It is silly, but my time anxiety stretches into being incorrect about any sort of time. Once I changed the title of the post, I was able to let it go - well, sorta. This is my last official break before retirement. I managed to send off my paperwork for my pension yesterday. After I finished that task, I came home, sent off some ideas for CMTEs, figured out another CMTE situation, and then finished a book for my book challenge at my local library. Today's task is getting the glass replaced in my sliding glass door. The lawn folks kicked up a rock about a month ago that shattered the outside pane of my slider. They are coming to replace the pane today. I have to be available for 90 minutes (give or take) and have to clear the stuff right by the door...

I am craving routine in my life as I am transitioning into trying to figure out my new life situation. One of the places where I can achieve structure and routine is here in the blog, so I am going to head back into some of the post series that I have started in the past. I am hoping that I will be someone who is able to offer ideas and therapeutic music experience (TME) suggestions on a regular basis. On Mondays, we make things. I am someone who tries to remain within her budget by making things that I see rather than buying things that I discover. There is no reason why I should spend $20.00 for something that I can make in four hours. At least, that is what the voice in my head tells me. Why spend money on music dot spots when I can fire up my trusty laminator and make the same things on my computer?? (This particular little voice is my mother's voice. It is amazing how messages passed on by parents can just stick, isn't it?) Now, I know that there are many other people in t...

One of the things that you hear quite often is "find your why." For me, this has always been a bit strange as my "why" has been clear to me since I was fourteen. I have to be a music therapist. It fits me like nothing else. When I was contemplating what I wanted to do in graduate school, I was encouraged to explore options outside of music therapy. I spent lots of time thinking about what I wanted to do next, but I kept coming back to doing music therapy. I realized that I did not want to be an occupational therapist, but I wanted to do music therapy with occupational therapists. I didn't want to be a special educator, but I wanted to do music therapy in a special education setting. At the heart of all of my professional goals is that I want to be a music therapist. My "why" is that music is something that is accessible to all. It is something that has power and when guided, all people can use music to assist them in their unique goals and quests. As I...

Today is the second day of this week off, and I am only five weeks away from retirement. I am thinking about what I am going to do next, and things are coming into focus - sorta, kinda, well, it changes all the time. I am hoping that this is something that most retirees go through; the lack of a plan which makes it scary and exhilarating at the same time. I will be sending my pension information to the state offices on Tuesday to get my first pension payment at the end of July. I found a way to get some documents that I need to prove that I am who I am, so I will be sending my information in when the post office opens up again. That is the final step in this pension process, and it was my quest to get it finished before this time but the state of Texas screwed up my document request. Oh well. Here's the start of my plan: I enjoy sharing information with other people, especially with other music therapists. I love making things for music therapists to use to enhance their interactio...

You may be thinking "why May 21st as the start of a new year?" Valid question, but it is the start of my new year. Today is my birthday, and I am being recognized for retiring at the school district breakfast before heading back to work for the last three groups of the regular school year. After tomorrow's training, I will have some time to load up my car and bring more things back here before a week off. After that, I have four weeks of summer school before I am cut loose and ready to move out and move on. So, happy birthday to me, and thank goodness that this year is over! This year has been a challenging for me. It included colon cancer, the removal of about 16 inches of my large intestine (and the removal of my cancer), trips for my sister and mom to help me out with all of that rot, the introduction of new specialists into my medical routine and rotation, and more colonoscopy preparations than anyone should have in a 12-month span. I am ready for a new year of life a...

I was scrolling on my Instagram feed, the way that I do, and saw a post from a teacher speaking about using a kite flying analogy to teach a math concept to her high school students. They did not understand, and the teacher finally realized that it was because her students had never flown kites. She bought a bunch of kites and had the students fly them outside to get that experience. This post made me think a bit about experiences. One of the things that all humans do is assume that their lived experiences are similar to the lived experiences of all humans. In fact, there is a developmental process where children start to be aware of similarities and differences between them, their families, and the families of others. It is easy to assume that every person has flown a kite at least once in their lives, and this assumption also applies to us in the music therapy world. As a vintage music therapist, I have been involved in the music therapy world as both a student and professional for 3...