Thursday, February 23, 2012

An Angel (Jessica)


The African proverb: It takes a village to raise as child implies that the upbringing of children rest upon the entire human race. Sometimes it takes a fallen child to remind us thereof.

SUMMARY OF CASE STUDY 

Family history: Jessica’s* biological father was killed in an accident six months after her birth and the biological mother remarried soon after. Jessica was the youngest of two sisters and at the age of four been placed in protective custody pending an alleged molestation investigation of the stepfather.

After a year of reconstruction services from the local child welfare agency, Jessica was reunited with her family.

The stepfather worked from home, repairing cars, the mother as a cashier in a grocery store while the older sister attended school. Jessica was left in the care of the stepfather. What happened on the tragic day was uncertain, but when the mother returned home she found Jessica in the corner of the garage where the stepfather hung himself.


Play therapy sessions

Jessica entered the room making no eye contact, wearing a too small sweater in the mid of summer and had a backpack over her shoulder. She walked to the curtain and took position behind it, not saying a word. The therapist could only see the pair of sneakers underneath the curtain.  Bearing in mind that Jessica was only five and in the pre-operational stage of development, the therapist simply projected what was evident: A pretty girl in an unfamiliar room who disappeared and that the play therapist had no idea how she was going to explain to the mother what happened to the girl. The sneakers moved. The play therapist talked out loud, explaining that children who came to this room to listen to stories and that the play therapist was going to read a story anyway. She read the story of the Ugly Duckling and the sneakers moved as the therapist contemplated if the little girl who disappeared would have enjoyed the ugly duckling becoming a beautiful swan. When the mother knocked on the door Jessica came out from behind the curtain and walked out.

Session two followed the same pattern and the play therapist read the story of Snow White and the seven dwarfs, but called Snow White Jessica. Jessica’s feet moved and she peeped once or twice before reverting back to her position behind the curtain. Whether she liked or disliked the play therapist replacing Snow White’s name with hers was uncertain. The play therapist continued with the story, placing emphasis on the saddened dwarfs’ reaction when they returned from their chores only to find Jessica (Snow White) being killed by the stepmother.

The third session was scheduled close to Christmas and in the corner was a decorated pine tree. Jessica headed for the curtains, but when she saw the tree she stopped in her tracks. After looking at the tree for quite some time she cautiously stepped towards it. The play therapist sat on the carpet, getting ready to read yet another story. The impasse happened, when Jessica stormed and stripped the tree of the decorative angels and in a suppressed manner broke off all the heads. Jessica turned to the play therapist and displayed uncontrolled anger as she attacked the play therapist using her fists. The play therapist regained composure, took Jessica’s hands and turned her towards the punch bag on the floor. Jessica kept hitting the bag, threw her backpack down and took her sweater off and continued. After some time she fell on the floor and the play therapist handed her a teddy. When the mother knocked at the door, Jessica got up, but refused to take the backpack and sweater with.

Jessica went away for the holidays and did not return for play therapy sessions after. The mother came to see the play therapist and according to the mother Jessica was enrolled in pre-primary school and experienced no problems adapting to the new environment.

Jessica was one of the scholars in the research group to write a paragraph on a bad experience or loss. She drew a brightly colored picture of a man (her stepfather) hanging by his neck in the pink garage against the blue skies, green grass and next to the house a grave with a coffin and a body of the male inside. The picture depicted happiness despite the grim theme.

According to the teacher, Jessica is an angel, participates in class activities with enthusiasm, seems to be well adapted, has a close friend and makes excellent progress.

Conclusion

Even though a major loss is emotionally unsettling, young children still perceive loss or bad experience as factual and specific. Her rage against the decorative angels might have stemmed from someone comforting her by referring to the deceased stepfather as an angel, but Jessica wanted him to be buried. This interruption of the figure formation out of the ground of her experience and emergent needs and were mobilized by aggressive energy. By expressing her anger in a safe environment she managed to bring her energy back to herself, set I-boundaries and got closure by putting the extremely traumatic event behind her.  

*Names have been changed to protect the identities of the case study participants.



Sunday, February 19, 2012

Go away...


Sometimes the day creeps up on you
Finds you under the blanket in the corner
Hiding
This is a preoccupied condition
Corner, blanket, day, sometimes
Homesick

Treatment


BE SILENT
I fight
I fear
I despair
I cry quits
SIMPLY BE HERE
I prospect
I maintain
I theorize
I negotiate
LAY HANDS ON ME
I settle
I doctor
I cure
I reappear
SPEAK YOUR HEART

Saturday, February 18, 2012

EPONYM


Prior to the election of 1994 Emma’s life was rather simple. Early in the morning and soon after the township’s roosters announced the breaking of dawn she would leave the dwelling between a thousand other shacks and walk into the woods where the night left twigs and branches for her to collect.

The dryer the twigs the faster the stack of corncobs ignites. Once the small black pot sizzles and shakes, the aroma of cooked maize fills the enclosed compound. This wakes the two toddlers whom now crawl out from under the blankets and stretch - being lost in dreamland for the better part of the night left them hungry.

After cleaning the bowls and washing their faces the toddlers impatiently wait for Emma to button her uniform and taking up her purse. This is the sign for them to run over to grandma’s place where they can milk the boerbok, collect eggs from the hen and play with their peer for the rest of the day.

Every morning, except for Sundays, the growing line with singing women coming from the shacks, colors the snaking dirt road with native songs as they walk towards the nearby town. On south and north end, facing away from each other are the two churches. The character of north-end is a more conservative one for whites only, while the south-end church upholds a missionary and outreach spirit. At this church Emma, together with many other black women, attends reading and writing classes for adults every other Wednesday afternoon.

One after the other char drops out of the line and goes to the backdoor from where she gains access to start cleaning the house. For the past ten years Emma has to walk the furthest, almost leaving the monumental trees and green lawns behind, for her char-family lives east on two-and-a-half acres on the outskirts of the town.

Emma chars for Baas, the three children and Missies, who drives her own Mercedes, goes to the hairdresser once a week and wears clothes that Emma are not allowed to iron - those has to be flatten to dry on silk sheets in the laundry room.  The most impressive for Emma is the water that runs by simply opening a tap. She tried to explain this miracle a couple of times to her mother, but the latter is used to coupon water in a pail and resists changes that are considered detrimental to trusted ancestral ways. White people never collect wood to keep their houses warm, nor do they know the pleasure of hard rubbing clothes while sharing wisdom and sunshine at the water stream.

The next best thing to opening a tap for Emma is to press her finger on the switch against the wall for light to appear in the ceiling and another switch to boil water in a kettle or to run the dishwasher. Missies is very upright and Emma learns at her hand how to lay a table with knives, forks and crystal glasses for guests, how to prepare food, make proper English tea with cucumber sandwiches without crust and to serve this on a silver tray. When the high-heeled, diamond and pearly guests leave, Emma has to hand-wash the gold-rimmed cups and saucers with dust-pink roses, before putting them back into the display cabinet.

On the last day of every month Emma gets to sit on the backseat of the car and goes with Missies to the grocery store where Missies buys a box full of produce for her to take home. This is on top of her monthly pay. Joy to behold when Emma’s toddlers spot her coming down the dirt road, balancing the box on her head!

During the last month of 1993, things changed rapidly and instead of leaving her children at the mother’s place, Emma and her entire family, together with all other locals from the township are summoned to head to the local court applying for identity documents.

In the days to follow most locals have trouble to decide on which day they were born, don’t know the addresses of their property and need assistance to fill out official forms. The camera brings relieve and after smiling with or without teeth, they later get to see their faces on little pieces of shining paper.  Trays of food provided by the ANC offered solace and brightened the daunting, dragged out efforts of the locals to explain their simple existence to officials.

With her newly gained identity, Emma looks at the world differently. She is now a citizen belonging to the larger world. Many ANC representatives visit the township and promise a land of milk and honey for those who vote for the party; the underlying threat in case of betrayal argue to the contrary. As the word spreads the township buzzes with tasty bits of gossip and speculation on the white people’s future – finally the wheel turned and white bosses will reap the bitter fruit of Apartheid, while brick houses and running water are in the future of the oppressed.

Emma means to ask Missies about driving a car, but Missies seems to be defeated, not getting out of her pajamas and not going to the hairdresser. Rather than hosting guests, Missies does endless amounts of paperwork and Emma cannot help but to be astounded by the effortless way in which Missies writes. For Emma writing is still a Wednesday-afternoon challenge that she has to overcome before moving her family into the brick house.

Emma questions Missies’ ability to collect wood from the woods, carrying produce on her head or walking the distance to char for her family. She has her doubts and her fears – it is like a double-edged spear that cuts both ways - Emma’s main concern Missies’s aptitude and her not being able to drive the Mercedes.

Soon after the locals received their identity documents back, the 1994 election takes place and Nelson Mandela, released from prison in 1990 becomes first black president. The nation celebrates, cows get slaughtered and freedom is at hand.

In the months to come locals wait patiently for the Promised Land, but while waiting townships seem to be cursed and many people fall ill. Some say the illness is Wouter Basson’s; or an infiltrating virus implanted by Apartheid, or an illness that comes by night. Others believe bewitchment is at play and xenophobic behavior by the sounds of gunfire becomes the rule. The illness doesn’t show mercy; neither do the dark forces and brooding distrust that unsettle the locals’ minds.

Many funerals are to follow and one after the next cattle is slaughtered merely to pay respect to the fallen, but also prove to the ancestors that the deceased was well beloved.  Later, and by the lack of more cows, orphans collect money and food from door to door.

Despite of the elders’ pressure to stay away from work and attend the funerals, Emma and a few other chars refuse this and guard their char jobs with their lives. One Wednesday local women’s dedication to write is interrupted by a visiting team of nurses who informs them on the widespread, communicable virus, called HIV/Aids. The women leave with condoms, to pull over as per demonstration, the broomsticks at home. This method is said to protect women from being infected with the virus when having intercourse with different men. Emma doesn’t need condoms, for she has not seen the father of her children since she fell pregnant with the second one. Night after night she hopes for the father to after making enough money on the mines return, for she wants to send her children to school and this is not a moderately priced endeavor. Making enough money to provide a decent life for his family seems to take the father of her children forever.

After the endless paperwork is done, Missies gets dressed, puts the documents in large brown envelopes and mails them at the Post Office while Emma waits in the Mercedes. Thereafter she buys Emma's groceries for the month to come.

The next day Baas brings empty boxes and puts them randomly in every room. This complicates Emma’s routine and unsettles her thinking for she will not be able to refurnish the home on her modest income.

For the days to come Missies empties closets and cupboards like a raging bull and Emma helps with putting some of the items in black garbage bags and some in the boxes. Missies wants Emma to bring another char to share the workload, but not willing to place her future house in jeopardy, she offers many excuses and works the speed of lightning.

The garbage bags with clothing that Missies gives Emma to take home every other day, are clouded with a nasty disposition of suspicious eyes and one unfortunate evening a gang of delinquents attacks and leaves Emma for dead in the woods.

Back from the land of the death, beaten and battered Emma shows up at Missies’s house late the next morning.  After phoning the Baas, Missies helps Emma into the back of the car and drives her to the clinic. Emma and Missies walk passed the other black patients in the area farthest from the front and when they enter the room, Emma cannot believe her eyes. Baas is the doctor and when he shows sympathy and understanding, a flood of tears brings out into the open her heart-brokenness. The nurse disinfects and Baas sutures the gaping wounds while asking about the stabbing and the possibility of being raped. Baas gives her needle, does some blood work and sends her home with painkillers.

Indebted by the medical care, Emma returns to her char job and starts wrapping the fine pieces in the display cabinet. She dreads the thought that Missies obviously has no idea what her shack looks like, especially after the housebreaking that followed after her being left in the woods. The gangsters raided her house and left it vandalized. While wrapping the rosy cups a lovely idea crosses Emma’s mind – Missies must feel at home once she comes to the shack and therefore she puts a set of the rose cup, saucer and side plate into her purse. This is solely to welcome Missies and her family into the shack when the time comes.

On the coldest day of winter Emma walks like every other day to her char job, but as she nearer the brick house she sees a huge truck and black people carrying furniture and boxes to a large container inside the truck. She hides behind the tree while shivering and tears starts running down her cheeks. How can Missies take all the furniture with if the ANC wants Emma to live in the house? When Emma sees the board with SOLD in red in front of the house, she storms Missies who rants and rages in return.

“What about my house?” yells Emma.
“Because of your people we have to fly the country. Did I enforce Apartheid? No, I inherited it, like you,” screams Missies. “What’s going to happen to us? Don’t you think we worked hard to build our future in this country? Do you think I know what’s going to happen to us in a foreign country, removed from everything we love? But we do it for the sake of our children…”
“What about my house?” repeats Emma.

Baas comes in between, Missies turns around and waves the keys of the Mercedes. “I’m going to fetch the children.”

Baas hands Emma a thick envelope.

“Emma, inside is two-thousand Rand and a letter of reference. Go to the bank and ask them to open an account. You don’t want to be robbed, do you?”

Emma puts the envelope in her brazier and buttons her blouse, her eyes fixed on the house. After a while she turns around and walks to the township where a funeral takes place. Instinctively she joins the group of mourners, looks at the many fresh graves and her soul becomes weak. At this funeral she grasps the concept that everything will eventually turn into a tombstone.

In 1994 the ill and the healthy voted for the ending of an era, bearing a vision for perfection in the near future, with taps for running water and to have heat by the touch of a switch. Emma buried her mother, still lives with her sons in one of the many dwellings in the absence of a husband and has to gather wood before daybreak to start the fire. 


The cup with dust-pink roses and golden rim on the rack remains an untouched eponym for the two women who both wanted to live in the brick house on the outskirt of the town.  

Saturday, February 11, 2012

Let's play we don't play anymore



INTRODUCTION

Play therapy is a specialized area in the health-care profession with the objective to meet the child on a level that he or she comprehends, and to facilitate the child’s process of completion in an ever-changing world.

FIGURE VERSUS GROUND

When the child enters the play therapy room, he or she perceives the environment as a total unit that merges as the figure. Spontaneous awareness of a specific item changes the child’s awareness and the item now becomes the figure against the environment as the ground. As the child explores, his or her perceptions form one figure after the other, similar to the everyday life where the process of emerging figures and receding grounds occur continuously.

The child in the play therapy room own private, personal, inter-personal and social values that gives impetus to the choice of figure. The meaning of the child’s connectedness to a specific item as a figure is a critical aspect for the play therapist to keep in mind. The art of Gestalt therapy comes to play when the therapist attends to both the child’s figural process and awareness of his or her own.

Many play therapists do not recognize the importance of the play therapy room and the items purposely placed. During the play therapy sessions the room and items displayed communicate the play therapist’s deep understanding of the child’s need. In no way the room must bear resemblance to a toy store, cluttered with detail to the point of being distracting and thus complicating the child’s figure-ground configuration. An overly busy play therapy room is an away game, removed from an authentic therapeutic milieu where the child’s vulnerability is at stake.

The play therapist treats the setting like a theatre stage with some recognizable items always in the same place. This creates stability and a safe environment to accommodate the meaningful manifestation of the figure against what is perceived as the ground. An inflatable punch bag in the corner, a table and chairs, a sand tray and sheets of paper are usually sufficient as for older children and teenagers a beanbag or two, a music instrument and some Cd's can be added.

A seasoned play therapist, and depending on the nature of the assessment, the severity of the case, anticipation of follow-up sessions and family history introduces distinct items along the road as the child progresses. A cabinet holding a family of dolls, dinosaurs, pencils, clay or any other choice of medium is preferable and used as a tool to guide the child in a specific therapeutic direction. If the figure does not merge for the child after introducing a new item, the therapist follows the child’s process by assessing the readiness or resistance to be engaged in a specific area of the problem play.  Keeping an openness to reevaluate his or her understanding of the child and changing the medium accordingly is sometimes a necessity. Practice makes perfect. However, premature change can result in missing the opportunity to assist the child in working through and not around his or her pain. For example: The play therapist takes the boy on her lap and reads him a story to calm him down after he acted out and refused to play with the dough that reminded him of his mother that passed away. Apart from the fact that physical contact with children is a taboo the play therapist kept the boy from learning self-nurturing skills by taking a stuffed animal in his arms. The play therapist also missed the analogy between his reactions in the here-and-now and his likely reaction to the loss in his past. Resistance was the void and memories the point of departure, but both the therapist and the child bypassed and passively avoided the fertile ground as the in-between. The void became infertile and fixation summoned the end.

Having to deal with a severe trauma or loss it is most likely for the child to be resistant as a means to testing the water. Being able to acknowledge the subsistence of memories or demonstrate the emotional capacity to resist interaction indicates the readiness of the heartbroken child to start finishing the unfinished business.

The child’s physical reactions such as sweaty palms, palpitating heart, shivering or crying is awareness-in-motion and an excellent medium for the play therapist to bring the child’s I-boundaries home.

The rule of the thumb is to regard the play therapy room as the ground for the here-and-now, where myriad interactions are embedded to define the figure and give it meaning.    

ESTABLISHING BOUNDARIES DURING THE INITIAL CONTACT

In the Gestalt therapy a distinction is made between the self and the non-self and when contact happens in a healthy manner I am I, you are you, but also you and I are we.

All children have an inclination to explore boundaries in order to establish I-boundaries in an unfamiliar setting, however the child that comes to play therapy might present this trying out of boundaries in a more subtle way.  

Mutual agreement on the physical aspects of the play therapy sessions gives both parties the opportunity to explore the flexibility within the relationship, to facilitate the removal of obstacles and permitting the restoration of the natural equilibrium. The child can be asked to bring a small calendar or dairy to the initial session and the play therapist might choose to have a daily planner against the wall on which he or she notes the agreed upon sessions. Not only does the child develop an awareness of more children being in need of therapy, but he or she can also keep track of the days in between sessions, develop a sense of scheduled therapeutic inputs and acknowledge his or her responsibility to show up for the session allocated to him or her. Depending on the child’s age and intellectual capacities the play therapist gives the child the responsibility to share in presence or absence of the therapist his or her experiences with primary caregivers, but also explaining the therapist’s responsibilities where a crime, injustice of life-threatening situations exist or merge. Systematic and caregiver support excludes talking about the child in his or her absence where such conversations tend to get legs.

The therapist and child further explore the need that might arise to take toys and items from the therapy room home; possible resistance to therapy, changes in sleeping and eating patterns, collaboration with the physician or health-care practitioner, the availability of stuffed animals for emotional relief and channeling feelings of aggression towards the punch bag.

Depending on the play therapist’s preference and social circumstance behavioral taboos like vandalism, the carrying of weapons or harmful objects and in some instances swearing and cursing can be talked over. 

SMALL DEATHS IN THE PLAY THERAPY ROOM

According to Friedman (1994:97-98) the “Growth in a healthy organism necessarily involves three stages: the place where it starts from, the place where it is going to and the space in between.” The in-between can be propelled by feelings of enthusiasm and zest or impeded by feelings of anxiety, fear and suppression.

When a child is in need for therapy, the assumption can be made that he or she is in distress. Where a gradual or momentarily change creates a void a causal relationship between distress and change is noted. Change implies loss and today’s loss implies tomorrow’s gain under healthy circumstances. To gain after experiencing a loss often asks for physical and psychological trail and error, learning and progressing – healing is a process that comes through struggle, effort and growth.  

Children between ages of 5-7 perceive loss as factual and incident specific; and are able to attach a feeling, action or emotion to the incident or loss.

Pre-adolescents between the ages of 8-12 have an added awareness of family members’ and friends’ reactions to, and depending on the nature of the incident or loss, include religious symbols or abstract mentioning.

Adolescents between the ages of 13-17 express their emotions and actions in essays or self-written poems, using both concrete and abstract symbols to reason the incident or loss and often display an array of unsettling reactions and emotions, questioning or calling upon religious entities and battle dark or evil forces. Awareness of own mortality and self-destructive thoughts are not uncommon.

In the Gestalt theory the most urgent needs are treated first (figure and ground) and acquires a high degree of self-awareness. Most children and pre-adolescents have a more natural way to align with the existing environment and find closure. Adolescents exhibit a sense of inadequacy and frustration to re-establish personal and environmental connections after loss and has the tendency to nurture unfinished business for phony personal gain.
    
Apart from the high incidence of factors listed as a cause of loss, family circumstances often elicit a mourning process.

Children of all ages depend on their primary caregivers and/or family system for the completion of their physical and psychological development according to the Gestalt theory and respond incapacitated in a non-nurturing environment. Factors such as insufficient bonding and attachment, pathogenic family structures and inadequate parenting styles provoke feelings of uncertainty, manifest in conflict and reflect on low self-esteem. Parental figures and caregivers act as role models for the adult-in-the-making and their qualities draw into psychological energy needed for acquiring life skills and homeostasis. Taken in account that every child comes from a place that serves as a dwelling for the family, natural and economical disasters, elongated warfare, pandemic diseases and high-risk areas will take its toll.    

Unidentified or overlooked losses necessarily create a void and can manifest in symptoms such as aggression, denial, frantic behavior, withdrawal, negotiation, and narcissism. The mourning process is therefore not necessarily elicited by the death or desertion of a loved one, but can be brought on by minor losses also referred to as small deaths.

The Gestalt therapy focuses on the total-person-environment configuration and advocates the personal growth model, where childhood circumstances and the reactions upon can be changed.
 
Increased self-awareness and adapting healthy coping mechanisms are subject to breaking down the child’s narrative, finding a storyline through contact, awareness and attention, where the whole is larger than the sum of its parts. Recognizing and dealing with previous losses in the here-and-now creates the opportunity for the child to accept self-responsibility, his/her developmental phase, intellectual capacity and support system permitted.

PERLS’S 5-LAYER MODEL AND PLAY THERAPY

In the earlier stages of development children think of toys as living objects and rituals like going to bed with the same stuffed animal, blanket, bedtime story or song is the beginning of self-nurturing behavior.

Play is a medium for children to explore, exchange views, make rules up as they play along and alter rules with or without a quarrel. Play is a medium to discover the self and the outer world of non-living and living objects. Children in play easily move from one activity to the other, role-play characters, narrate feelings, emotions and parts of speech as if all objects in the play area are alive.    Constant interruption, criticism, belittling and scorn by caregivers underestimate of the value of the child’s play and ignite feelings of shame and guilt.

When the child is subjected to a severe personal or interpersonal trauma or loss, play activities cease as the unknown factor impacts the I-boundary, manifests as the ground against a disrupted figure.  Play therapy sessions reintroduce the child to a familiar world of pastime and encourage healthy engagement with the outer world.

To recapitulate Perls’s theory on neurotic fixation the organism moves back and forth between the five layers of the personality and with insufficient coping mechanisms fails to reach a state of homeostasis. (Perls, 1973) Neurotic fixation happens when the organism applies this inability to adapt in other areas of his or her life and imbalance becomes the norm.  The locus of control shifts external and I-boundaries are blurred into a state of being neither fish nor fowl. The opposite also happens where boundaries become rigidify to the point of inflexibility and exhibited as narcissism. 

The healthy organism integrates the five layers of personality as a whole and can move between the wants and needs of each layer without getting anxious rather than embracing the process. Gestalt is about coming face to face with the self and the awareness of the fullness of possibilities.

A child in distress mourns the interruption of his or her self-regulation and fixates in the false layer by denying or rejecting the overwhelming evidence of loss that causes imbalance. The child’s behavior changes, he or she cries often, has difficulty to fall asleep, acts like a clown, cannot complete simple assignments, regresses by talking like a toddler and gets easily upset to name a few.  When the loss and the effect thereof can no longer be denied the phobic layer surfaces and he or she becomes frantic in trying to find familiar elements and reassuring symbols.       

Restlessness and frantic activities on physical and/or psychological level absorb large amounts of energy and due to the intensity thereof have a limited lifespan. The third layer or the impasse as a turning point is an unavoidable destiny after the activities in the false and phobic phases and the vista of deliberation opens up. The nothingness of the impasse is the realm of the void or in-between and leaves the child and play therapist with a wide range of possibilities.

The child can regress to the previous phases even though with less intensity, whilst longing for the falsely acquired gains from outsiders’ sympathy and support or move on to the next layer, namely the implosion or ‘death” layer. Fixation can occur during any of the layers if the organism’s self-awareness lingers undirected for too long.

The child experiences a deep sense of exhaustion, but also a willingness to reestablish contact with the outer world. Perls (1969) writes: This fourth layer appears either death or as fear of death. The death layer has nothing to do with Freud’s death instinct. It only appears as death because of the paralysis of opposing forces.” Suicidal behavior, dark thoughts, substance abuse and other harmful practices during the implosion phase can occur. Giving the intrusive happening the final resting place is a vital part of regaining homeostasis, but this at can create a void as well. The child can get so attached to the effects of the loss that losing the lost is a lost in its own right.

When fixation happens during this phase mourning becomes pathological - a superficial weaponry and tool to hide from the self and manipulate the outer world with. The child who is unable to regain his or her zest for life becomes Child Loss, opposed to Child who has experienced loss. Letting go is not to forget, letting go is to use the loss as a stepping-stone.

In the preceding play therapy sessions the seeds were already embedded for the fifth layer, known as the explosion phase to come. The explosion phase happens when child accept the loss as a part of daily life without feeling victimized. The completion of the gestalt fills the child with ecstatic happiness and satisfaction for a core transformation happened. This state authenticates the I-figure to attend to personal needs and has genuine interest in the we-ground.

Using the layers of the neurotic personality as described by Perls (1969) as a therapeutic barometer, the therapist is aware of possible points of fixation and repudiation of responsibility. 

The layers are not rigid and smaller entities of different phases show when play comes into therapeutic action, for the whole is larger than the sum of its parts



IN SUMMARY

Childhood is a time of discovery, a time of wonder. Childhood is precious and fleeting. Meeting a child interrupted is to play we don’t play anymore.

FURTHER READING

Friedman, N.1994. Perls “Layers” and the Empty Chair. The Gestalt Journal. XVI(2).

Perls, F.S. 1967. Gestalt Therapy Verbatim. Moab, Utah: Real People Press.

Perls, F.S. 1973. The Gestalt Approaches and Eyewitness to Therapy. New York: The Gestalt Journal.


Polster,E. & Polster,M. 1973. Gestalt Therapy Integrated. New York: Bruner/Mazel Publishers.

Building a Bridge




“It’s because of the rain, this makes the button of the umbilical cord pain as per Salina some thirty years ago” says Nana. “You too cried inconsolably and Salina, our char at the time had to console me – bless her soul - by blaming your crying on the weather. Let us hope the sun is out by tomorrow for the photo shoot.”
Pulani rocks her firstborn who has a mighty voice for his barely 8 pounds pulled in weight.
Tuesday, as Nana gets from the bus and walks the block to 220, sunlight dances on the water, the morning fastidiously fresh like the first day of spring. She finds Pulani taking a shower and baby Justin in the crib, sleeping away morning, with intervals of brain-wave activity that makes him smile.
At eleven Verity enters with a beanbag, furs, umbrella, lights and camera and turns the living room into a studio. Her bubbling over with excitement spreads and fills the house with happiness. Verity and Pulani exchange views on the process of giving birth, emigrating from a country where fruit trees grow in the backyards, chars clean the houses and look after the children. Between the click of the camera they talk about skiing, hockey and driving through snowstorms in winter, maple pancake breakfasts and strawberry suppers in summer. Timbits and chocolate milk left by Grandpa on the counter a welcome treat.
Baby Justin plays along curls on the fur yawns in the violin case, smiles next to the rabbit and as Verity turns the thermometer to a sauna degree as he enjoys the freedom without garment to show off his celestial body.
Pulani and Verity met as strangers and depart as friends.
Close to three Pulani turns Skype on and Baby Justin comes into full view. They congratulate great-grand mother on her 75th birthday and the proud as can be great-grand parents enjoys meeting their first great grandchild.
As Elsabe, a dear friend of the family once said: “Friends and family forms the bridge for a baby to the outer world. It must be a friendly bridge – one that excites a child’s trust, sealing a promising future with love.
On the 5:30 bus are mothers with babies in strollers, students and single, older people with Nana on her way home. “Sometimes,” ponders Nana “we don’t realize the concatenation of mankind and the responsibility thereof. Every action and reaction has an effect on our excellence that guards our divinity. Sometimes we have to look through the camera’s lens, move the lights to remove the shadows, pull the fur straight, letting go of the tensions. The camera searches for the joyous reflection in the eye, the perfect moment of heredity, for the camera doesn’t lie. It catches the aphorism in a small, opened hand and receptive ear of the little one.”
When the grey-haired bus driver nearer the towering Church of Our Lady, Nana requests a stop. She walks the stairs to the saints; as for today she wants to thank the world for great-grandparents, Verity extending a hand of friendship all the way from Africa, Pulani’s care and tenderness, strongly affected Justin, grandpas and the ever so good char, Salina. It takes, according to an African saying, a village to raise a child.
Nana lights a candle while looking at the statue of a mother and her child. She wants to thank all builders of bridges for children from the center towards the welcoming world.

* Photography curteousy of Verity Dokter Photography