Category: Going Out

  • Temporal anomalies

    (… you know… as in Star Trek, I suppose.) So, several weeks of the stress but not really misery, chaos but not really feeling frantic, the Stäbler book – working on it but not fast enough – and many smaller demands, extra classes coming out of nowhere, paperwork, and so on and so on. With…

  • Charged

    Of course I still have had doubts at times about training (I didn't use the word 'studying' this time) at the Jung-Institut. Will I be inept and self-centered as an analyst, is it too late to bother starting a new career, is this all just another self-sustaining belief system…. But in the past week, there…

  • Beautiful men

    After a couple of weeks with a lot of teaching and students; and after a lot of promises to continue editing the anthology, and studying for my Jung-Institut exams – about half of those promises broken, but I do try to keep going; and after somewhat warmer (though not actually warm) weather; and after a…

  • Visceral

    And so: since the chilly equilibrium reached at the end of my previous post, there has been a feeling of negotating the curves in existence, but with certain blinkers, or speed governors, removed from the engines, from the windshields… (Hmm, I wonder if my brother would appreciate the car metaphors. He'd probably manage them better.)…

  • South

    … a conference in New Orleans. On an airplane, headed from northern England, via Amsterdam and Atlanta, to the real heart of the very South. Unfortunately, I keep being surprised at the sloppy, smelly American passengers in my last couple of air trips to the States – and they always seem to be so loud,…

  • Contests

    My last exam, in analytic implications of fairy tales, passed – at least in this group: that is, four, of the eight for the first half of the training. Dramatic: facing one of the most famous living analysts, a third-generation student of von Franz. The pleasant look – she likes me, we have talked –…

  • Bedazzled

    It has obviously been the last night of our four-day 'Indian summer'… and yes, I did rather possessively explain to someone British, who thought it was British slang for something associated with India, that it is American slang for something, well, Native American. But, as has been pointed out, 'Native American Summer' doesn't have the…

  • Waiters

    A gloriously unseasonable week, weather in the low-mid 70s (yes, I still think in Fahrenheit), which led me to telephone Michael and say we have to go hang out somewhere outside: because if we wait too long (according to the forecast, Sunday) it will go back to the usual northeastern weather. And then we'll all…

  • Hint

    A hint, a subtle sense of summer: in many places it is very hot this summer, but not here. Here it has mostly been cool, actually cold and rainy – I joked as we left Alfred's apartment that the southern Europeans would all move here if climate change made the Mediterranean a sauna – or,…

  • A good day

    Despite my pathetic worries, and Kit's critique, Gay Pride in Newcastle was pleasant, and it was good to see everyone. My energy faded to nothing after about an hour and a half, but I expected that; and so went home, having greeted and hugged a number of people, picked up a few pamphlets and whistles,…