Fiction Friday: Chapter Two of the Heretic story
I think I am at the second chapter of the Heretic part of my story. Search the term "fiction Friday" to see the other chapters of my story bits and pieces.
CHAPTER TWO
The Heretic awoke one morning feeling a bit off. She was
unable to identify why, but she felt out of tune with the world. She went about
her daily routine, taking her guitar and instrument bag from place to place.
All day things just felt “off.”
Clients who usually greeted her with enthusiasm complained
about having to do music therapy. The teacher’s aides complained about how loud
the students were singing. The sound of the ocean drum, usually soothing to
agitated patients, elicited angry tears. Everyone seemed a bit off.
Do you ever have one of those types of days? I do. There are times when things just don't coalesce into something that feels meaningful? These are things that happen in the life of a music therapist, and I don't think we talk about this enough. At least, in my experience, the interns that I talk to do not seem to realize that there are times when we do not feel effective, heard, or engaged with at all. I know what is happening with the Heretic's story, so I know where I am going with all of this, but I wonder sometimes if there is something happening that is more than you or I can understand...
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