It had been a while since I’d read anything by Nietzsche, but I revisited him this week and did not have the reaction I’d expected. I know I’ve read Twilight of the Idols before, but I couldn’t remember much about it, although I do remember enjoying On the Genealogy of Morality.
I thought I’d enjoy re-reading him. I didn’t. While he’s very good at pithy aphorisms, there’s a sense of superiority that never used to bother me but now really does. He is so very sexist; more than just “Well he lived in sexist times,” but in a way that reads as degrading. (more…)
I have been in love with Søren Kierkegaard since I was seventeen years old. I read The Sickness Unto Death, and then Fear and Trembling and The Book on Adler, and I was hooked. Never before had I read anything which had chimed so perfectly with who I am.
I revisit Kierkegaard frequently, and my favourite book of his remains Fear and Trembling. However, I didn’t read Works of Love for the first time until about five years ago. I re-read it this week, and it reminded me just how much I love Kierkegaard’s writing. (more…)
Fight Like a Girl is a book about fighting. All the different ways, all the different people, we fight on our way through life. (more…)
For the last three months, I have been studying psychoanalytic approaches to psychotherapy. It’s been interesting, and there are certainly some elements that I can see being useful to some clients. However, there is something about the approach that jars with who I am.
I am pleased, therefore, that for the next three months I’ll be moving on to read more about existential therapy: the kind I eventually plan to practise. I had anticipated enjoying it, but when I started reading this book I had a settling feeling, like coming home. (more…)
Following on in the genre of reading books about how much therapists can learn from their clients, as well as the other way round, I picked up On Learning from the Patient by Patrick Casement from the library the other day. (more…)
I picked this book up thinking that it would be about the temperament of the therapist, rather than of the client. I was wrong, but it was interesting anyway. (more…)
I had a double-edged reaction to Minding Spirituality by Randall Lehmann Sorenson when I read it the other day. On the one hand, I am very interested in the interplay between spirituality, meaning, psychology and mental health.
On the other, it sometimes felt like this book tried too hard to be an impressive feat of intellectual prowess, rather than simply commenting on the (very interesting) themes it contained. (more…)
Thinking Space is both a book title and an event which takes place at the Tavistock Centre in London. I’m not sure if it’s still going on because I’m not studying there, but it sounds like a great concept: people getting together and discussing important and important topics. (more…)
Faces in a Cloud looks at four major psychoanalytic theorists (Freud, Jung, Reich & Rank) in the light of their personal backgrounds. It starkly reminds us that we are never truly objective, and that the theories we come up with are informed by who we are and where we came from. (more…)
I can’t remember why I picked up The Transitions from Ancient Egyptian to Greek Medicine from the library, but I think it had something to do with hysteria. For an essay this term I’d been charting its development, and this included forays into ancient Egypt and Greece. (more…)