In this prosaic piece from the New Yorker, Esther Sperber considers the nature of the ‘therapeutic frame’ and the way in which it creates the freedom necessary to explore our simplest and most complex feelings:

“Why am I sharing this small story? Perhaps because I love that psychoanalysis is a frame through which I have permission to pay close attention to peripheral vision, to things that are out of focus and not so conscious. Enigmatic dreams, childhood memories and mourning are all welcome, and they open me to my own feelings and to a wider range of human experiences.”