Those who have been following or reading my blog, or those who know me, know I'm on a Uni journey. I'm in the last half of my three-year bachelor degree in arts psychotherapy and it has been a ride, let me tell you. The first year was like a year-long therapy session. The second-year was so heady and stressful I thought my brain might just explode. Third-year so far has been a much easier ride. It helps that I loved the research subject and the top I did my literature review on and the uni has restructured the placement component so it's nowhere near as full-on as my first placement was. They have removed so many assessments and requirements that I feel like I can breathe with this placement!
Part of placement is we have the opportunity to do PD every Friday morning for 3 hours, to add to the 240-hour commitment. The very first PD session was on metaphors. I love metaphors. Metaphors are my jam... lol and maybe one day they'll be my bread and butter too! In the PD we were invited to think about our overall life metaphor and immediately I had a bird locked in a cage, able to see out, able to see all the other birds flying around and living their best lives and trusting the wings they were given to do what they were meant to do. It's a pretty powerful metaphor for me and it's not the first time I've had it show up in my life.
Being that I am an art therapist though, I decided I might actually do some art around it and thus began my next art journal spread. I made my own art journal, creating signatures and sewing them into canvas to create my very own personal art journal. I also have this thing where I like to add subtle differences along the way and this page I created actually had a half-page sewn into it. The little spread I have inside the half page is actually quite relevant to the story I began to tell on this double-page spread, though I won't be sharing that here today.