Category: Memory
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Saṃsāra
So: massive stupidity, an inchoate, unthinking drive to flee into some imagined, nonexistent past, and an extraordinary amount of manipulation and intimidation that finally imploded on itself. It no longer even seems interesting to me to pretend that everyone has a reasonable opinion – it's clear that many who voted for Britain leaving the EU were confused, deceived, or simply…
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Depths… or dregs
Continuing to go through everything in my office… preparatory to moving. Which will be delayed a few days (hallelujah) and will be to a relatively large office at the quiet far end of a corridor… hmm my luck seems to be improving. (Don't get too excited, I'm only there for two years, then they move…
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Wandering the stacks
So: I am finally going through all the books, and then the papers, in my office. My office is being moved soon – rather sooner than I'd expected: repeated insistence on a clear date on my part gave rise to a flurry of emails assuring me that it wouldn't happen until mid-September; but now of…
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Associations
In our studies at the Jung-Institut, there is one apparently archaic procedure we have to run through – the Association Experiment (or Association Test). It's basically the thing that got Freud interested in Jung in 1906 (as The Interpretation of Dreams is the thing that made Jung, along with everyone else, interested in Freud). Stopwatch, list…
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Third week
The last of three weeks in Zürich is ending – drained, tired. It was less dramatic than the middle week: but with some interesting class discussions about why this work would feel dramatic to many of the students – not merely the pragmatic pressures of full days and full-on work, but the psychology of constantly…
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Evening, station
Arriving on the evening train home from Sheffield – after a day with emails, meetings, a lecture, a sandwich on the midday train to Sheffield, where my analyst kindly travels to see me weekly. The train is on time, 8:47, or a bit earlier, walking out of the station, everyone bumping along, some suitcases. At…
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Dallas
Today was World AIDS Day; a brief radio interview, then a panel after a film – and the film was Dallas Buyers Club. Now, as it happens, I'd never seen Dallas Buyers Club before tonight. I have discs and downloads of lots and lots of AIDS movies, and television and other media – but quite…
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Trains • Perelandra • Complex
[Fragments from several days, several locations. A certain connectedness – but be ready for jumps in continuity: like a student film.] A lot of train trips the past few months: my analyst lives (fortunately very near the train station) in Leicester, about three and a half hours away… my 'local' supervisor in York (i.e. closer…
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Meta-memory
… or meta-awareness… or something like that. There are a number of links in the chains of what is passing through my mind – reading Buddhist stories (especially Paul Reps' wonderful translations), working on a project nearly twenty years old, my own analysis sessions – and even the experiences of working with my own analysands,…
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Insight
How unexpected – some of the events and understandings of the past two months – with those of the past five or six years, with those of the past thirty-one years, and even with those of the past fifty-seven years – seem to have turned a narrowly configured corner, one that leads from the the…
Paul Attinello 