On the inside

On the inside I am jumping up and down shrieking with excitement because my client is watching me. Intently.

On the outside my unwavering voice continues singing, my fingers steady on the guitar, my eyes have met and held their interested gaze, their warm smile has re-ignited mine. My music therapist hat is on, and things evolve.

Side bar: Who do you imagine as the client? If you read on, comment below or let me know.

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