It has been 9 months without words. Complete silence. Just work, pushing hard, jumping the precipice from the student life to the working life.
No words. Only work. And decisions.
I have been half year on the air.
Ipsy-Intercultural Psychiatry’s Arts Therapy Department opened its doors to me in the summer. Suzie Mar and Martine. An open atelier with people from Turkey, Afghanistan, Ethiopia, Germany, Japan, Ecuador, Marocco…
A lot of creativity, chaos, motivation, support.
Sometimes difficult situation for arts therapies, sometimes distrust from the psychologists, sometimes complete support.
The best: the people. “Clients” or “patients”, still not used to call this way to people with difficulties.
Or not. The best is not the people. The best is to realise, to see how sometimes people with dull eyes or insecure voice or closed postures can have moments of light. Or to be here when a person sighs deeply after connecting with the breath.
I am extremely fortunate to work with a team that supports each other.
Thankful to them for giving me this opportunity.
36 hours like a dance movement therapist.
Four days a week doing something I love.
Unbelievable. But true.