THE MUSEUM OF ME
Artwork (Top) “ Patience” by Narelle Zeller (Bottom) “Florescence” by Jenny Allnutt
I love the written word. One of my most favourite things in the word - books! Children's books, text books, novels...books of all kinds. I also love museums. My favourite one so far is the Dog Museum in NYC. I digress.
I just stumbled upon a book "The Museum of Me" by Emma Lewis https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D_YvvTJM4jk .
It talks of different types of museums and what is held, stored and displayed in them- some old, some very new, some odd things, treasures brought back, music, art and creativity and leads to "the museum I know best- the museum of me"!
It made me ponder if in fact I knew "my museum", of what in it and where its from and how its come to be held inside of me.
Perhaps it is a good analogy of the work in therapy. To be curious about the "museum of me" and explore.
What parts of self created what museums and what is stored where?
How old or young was that part that brought things into a given museum or a wing of the museum? Are additions being made to room deliberate and intentional or just habit?
What museums exist? What rooms exist in my museum?
What's on display in the museum of treasures?
What is in the room of hope and dreams? How big is it?
What is in the house of horrors?
Is there a room I fear to go into? What does that hold?
Is there an armoury with my shields, armours, weapons of defence, self protection?
Is there a room with tombs of grief?
Is there a blueprint for a room I'd like to build?
I hope there is a room or museum of joy - that is filled with small and large things
What are all the rooms?
May be worth asking
Do I walk through all rooms with the same curiosity?
Are there some that require attention but I find it hard to stay in?
What are my favourite bits?
Are there parts I'd rather skip?
Could I make an artwork or a collage of a "Museum of me" and start exploring.... and meet with different parts of me - meet them with curiosity and compassion... and spend some time.
