As I delve deeper into my research to conduct Art Therapy in Haiti, I am finding more and more information that points to a lack of playtime in adult lives.
In order to best practice what I am about to preach I know I must do my best to play, play, play.
So last night we stayed in and played with feathers, books, scarves, words and our imaginations. And for once there weren’t adult inhibitor-reducers present. No champagne. No vodka. We did is the old-fashioned way, the good old fun way.
Happy Playing!