Do you think there’s a benefit in a T being blank slate?

W-A-H,
My blank slate experience was, as Facebook status choices say, complicated.
This therapist was a Karen Horney school trained analyst, and 98 percent of the time was blank slate.

After scornful bully co-therapists and a syrupy mother-figure know-it-all, I mostly appreciated the therapist as a pleasant blank slate. She still communicated empathy and her few well-chosen words were actually pretty smart. Her scant responses didn't bother me because I understand this was the rule. I never thought her intrusive or doing a power trip with me.

However I took the thrice weekly sessions into obsession and madness. I literally was near-hallucinating, like I was on a chemical free drug trip. I saw God and signs and omens in everything. I felt in touch with the universe. From reading, this might be termed a spiritual emergence or emergency.

Unfortunately this brain trip did nothing to improve my on-planet functioning, and I lost several important friends during my hallucinatory phase. When I see a street-corner schizophrenic thinking he's the messiah I feel I understand him though.

Wow, I thought that my experience with my first T was on the extreme side of unhelpful as I seemed to disintegrate during it and became a tearful, sleepless person, yours sounds terrible. And how incredibly sad to lose those friends.

Some of it could be my excursion into folly, except for losing several valuable friends. It was like the consequences of drug addiction, but I didn't take drugs.

I'm curious if you had anything close to the distortions and hallucinogenic effects I experienced. (Though feel free not to answer if I'm prying.) The only writing I find on this are so convoluted I get nothing from it.

Apparently something along my experience can happen in meditation or kundalini yoga.

I like your description of it as an excursion into folly. I’m still having therapy and there feels to be something of a folly about the whole thing, though it has some benefit. I never experienced distortion or hallucination, though one time I convinced myself that a T had said something that I realised in talking to her the next time that she hadn’t said (the T actually said that she must have said it if I thought she did, but, scarily I came to the conclusion that she really hadn’t and I had created it in my mind).