UNDERSTANDING, DEMOCRACY by Jared Russell
I try to rise up each time the pits of Trump fears and anger draw me down. Many people speak of the tangle of old fears…
ENSNARED by Ani Buk
Ani Buk is a Training Analyst and on Faculty at the Contemporary Freudian Society and the Graduate Art Therapy Program of New York University, as well as the Kint Institute, a post-graduate program focused on the use of the creative arts therapies to treat traumatized populations.
ADDICTED TO WATCHING OUR PRESIDENT? by Richard B. Grose
Since the election of T as president many people who can see nothing positive in him whatsoever, either as human being or politician…
ROOM WITH A VIEW by Hattie Myers
In the weeks after 9/11 the IPTAR Clinical Center received a grant to fly in mental health professionals from Ireland, the Middle East, and South America to talk about the experience
of doing psychoanalysis in the midst of existential terror. Hundreds of therapists practicing in New York came…
DISPATCHES 2.17: RIDING THE WAVES OF A CHANGING WORLD
IPTAR: THE LJGOULD CENTER FOR SYSTEMS-PSYCHOANALYTIC STUDIES | Citizen Forum | Riding the Waves of a Changing World.
WHERE DO THEY KEEP THE WHITE PEOPLE? by Jane Lazarre
I try to rise up each time the pits of Trump fears and anger draw me down. Many people speak of the tangle of old fears…
THE THEFT OUTRIGHT* by Eugene Mahon
Eugene Mahon is a Training and Supervising psychoanalyst at Columbia Psychoanalytic. His forthcoming volume of poetry BONE SHOP OF THE HEART is in press with IPBooks.
SOME REFLECTIONS ON THE NEW ‘NEW NORMAL’ by Joseph Cancelmo
Sitting down to write these words on Inauguration Day felt like the exact right thing to be doing. For this is another inaugural — of ROOM. Perhaps we can even…
A VIEW OF THE ELECTION FROM THE OUTPOSTS OF OLD AGE by Janet Fisher
An eighty-four year old woman who has been in therapy for years for chronic anxiety has a satisfying and still thriving career, a solid marriage…
THINKABLE / UNTHINKABLE by Gila Ashtor
When I got ready to see patients on the morning of November 9th, I wanted to wear a hoodie to work. My army green hoodie is something I reserve for errands and weekends, but that post-election morning…