The Sister from Below
When the Muse gets Her Way

I woke up this morning with a dream: I am being transported in a small boat over blue waters whose waves curl up and down as elegantly as in...

The C. G. Jung Institute of San Francisco has been hosting a series of dialogues between Jungian Analysts and leading teachers, writers a...

The Music Muse was a visitor when I was a girl. She was not really my muse. She belonged to my father, a musicologist and a fine pianist. ...

The muse has not ceased to surprise me since the publication of “The Sister From Below.” In that book she is weird and uncanny—a siren, a s...