Ten things I’ve learnt in ten years as a Music Therapist
This new blog series, marking ten years since I completed my training, reflects on where I’m at professionally and what I might want to do next.
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Being a parent of a child in Music Therapy…
Unpicking some of the challenges that parents face and what recommendations I make to help maximise children’s engagement in Music Therapy. I’ll also touch on some of the benefits and joys of the parental role when things are developing in a positive way.
When a counsellor met a Music Therapist
Earlier this month I was interviewed by Hannah Nepilova, a counsellor who has her own private practice in South London. Although she uses talking as the primary mode of communication and connection in her work, Hannah is a musician herself and had a previous career as a music journalist. As such, she was really keen to
Improv theatre: Freeze tag, discovery and saying yes!
About a year ago I was looking to try something different, mainly for pleasure, but also to get a boost when I felt like my sense of invention and imagination was waning. I still consider myself a musician first and foremost, and I play and write when I can, but I was going through a
BAMT Conference 2024 – Co-pilot vs Chauffeur
Last weekend I spent two days in Leicester for the BAMT (British Association for Music Therapy) Conference. I was really looking forward to it and, as a Midlander myself, it was great to be in that part of the country again. If truth be told though, I always get a bit queasy about these kinds
Music Therapy Myths and Misconceptions
Last week I was interviewed live on Radio Berkshire about Thame Music Therapy. It was a light, magazine-type feature piece (think small talk in a cafe rather than a Radio 4 grilling), and it needed to have a broad appeal and touch on everyday life. It was an engaging conversation, with lots of interesting subjects
Introducing the story behind TMT
To get this blog started, I thought I could say a little bit about who I am and how I came to set up Thame Music Therapy. We could go all the way back to piano lessons aged four with Miss Bitterling but I’ll save the complete autobiography for another time. So let’s begin with