This Thursday I go back to New Orleans for my yearly teaching gig at the school I started there, The New Orleans Lyceum. It is doing really well, has its own building and a large mailing list. I am seriously considering moving back and resuming leadership of the school. Katrina interrupted a rich, full life down there and a very successful school, which I have not been able to establish here. There is something about that place, its dysfunction, its humor , its craziness and my dear friends who have weathered the recover that draws my back there on a soul level. I am doing an archetypal amplification workshop on the nature of desire through the story of the Sirens using yoga and art, a philo-cafe on the philosophical aspects of projections, a film discussion on "The Life of David Gale," and a screening of the film on Sabina Spielrein who Jung slept with, who then moved on the Freud - shown at the psychoanalytic center. We will also do a lot of eating, drinking, dancing listening to great music and even a voudou ceremony in the Quarter...Gawd, I miss that place!