I am ending my practicum formally this week. It has been a great experience and it sets me up for my foray into the Internship in January.
There are so many people hurting, longing for understanding, love and so on. We are the instruments of healing: that's how I feel at least. By that I don't mean that it is my responsibility to 'heal' those I try to help: that's their task and their's alone. We can only open ourselves up to the healing that is available. But it does help to have someone who cares along the way.
I think this will be a wonderful job! I am loving it already: all the frustrations, irritations, joys and self critical reflection that this choice of career brings. It is not for everyone, although it seems everyone is doing it these days.
I am happy for the last eight weeks. The truth is I have learnt so much about myself, my issues that need attention, things I had not seen, maybe didn't want to see, until I saw myself--my issue/s--reflected in the lives of others. This is part of the process of becoming a therapist.
It has been my privilege and joy to accompany clients along their journey these last weeks. I think we have done some good work together. Many things are as yet unresolved for several; others feel they have reached a level of coping that had forgotten. I am happy to have helped them along their life journey.
I'll say it again: What a privilege!
In Peace. LankaBlue2
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