Inchoasis
Summary: Inchoasis is a platform that attempts to capture the experiences of being engaged in psychoanalytic psychotherapy in various, variegated and vaguely defined contexts and through a wide nexus of locations on, off; behind and beyond the analytic couch. Here we talk about the messy, beautiful, astounding and meaningful processes that are currently shaping the present and future of this field through a growing community of thinkers and writers immersed in it. With a blog and a podcast, Inchoasis is a space where we can diffuse some of the mist around the headlight question, ‘Akhir yeh Indian psychoanalysis kya hai?’ (What is Psychoanalysis in India like, anyway?) I want to explore this ginormous inquiry the same way I do everything I love, through stories and ideas. So here, we shall have narratives and reflections of trainees, practitioners, academics, professors, supervisors, patients, caretakers- all those engaged with psychoanalysis in India from a place of curiosity and creativity. The theme track used in this podcast is called 'Spirit of the Girl', by Kevin McLeod. You may find his work on https://incompetech.com/
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Podcasts:
Today I have the rare pleasure of welcoming a friend, a colleague, and a possible doppelganger of mine, if I could have a Yoda modelled with my bone structure. Gagan Ahluwalia (Writer, Psychotherapist, currently flirting with Hegel) has singlehandedly added incalculable value to my training as a therapist in all the space we have shared as students, and so today as she begins to explore questions of rage experienced by the other-ed feminine, I am so grateful to invite her to share her processes, out loud, with Inchoasis. She has promised me a series, so this may just be an hour-long teaser of all that’s yet to come. Begin now we must… In this episode we scratch the surface of a question that Gagan arrived at for her thesis, but there's a history of fascination and awareness there- a quest to give language to transgenerational trauma, a language that is as much feminist, psychoanalytic, existential and metaphysical as it is constantly a subject to much examination itself. Perhaps at the end of all such quests, we walk away with a pair of glasses, one full of meaning and the other marking its absence.
Today I welcome Savi Khanna, a peer and a friend; a woman and a lover in quest, to speak, to utter her work with, in and through love, politics, and womanhood. It is achingly frustrating to put to words of introduction, a work that has no clear beginning, and no end in sight, but ‘ebbs and flows’ and proliferates with inquiries at every punctuation. So I shall not make this naïve attempt even if it comes at the cost of inviting a listener into a territory that seems to remain mysterious almost as though by will. But perhaps that is what love is too, an invitation to faith.
