This practicing analyst is still an analysand. So it figures that my subscription to the unconscious has not yet been cancelled. A recent
The unconscious is alive and well, and it can even emerge with the first email of the day! Whilst preparing for a trip
Many years ago I tried to ride for the first time. I was a bit anxious, but also enjoyed it very much.
The name on the tip of the tongue (1) In the forgetting of the name Signorelli, the creator of the Orvieto frescoes, Freud
In the course of analysis, I have a dream that orients me still: I dream that I invite Jacques Lacan to give
I am at home, in my house. I am surprised to encounter men who come and go as if they were in
Cornell University in Ithaca, NY has an extensive collection of manuscripts, letters and memorabilia from James Joyce’s personal life and career until
I’m with my wife, we kiss. Around us, the analytic community of my country. I shut my eyes. This dream comes as
In this column, psychoanalysts bear witness to their own unconscious. They will tell us about their blunders, their Freudian slips and their
This story happened at the end of August after returning from holiday. I still had a few days off and decided to
