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DOES OUR PROFESSION APPEAR "impossible" and which we nevertheless hopefully pursue, and the task "impossible", at least one that has no closure? Perhaps that's the truth underlying the feeling of "impossible"—that we have no closure.
Truth! Are we seeking the one grand monolithic truth? Or, as a contemporary philosopher, John Herman Randall, once said, "There is not the truth, but there are many truths." Perhaps it is the case that truth and truths come in all sizes, that some are grand and monolithic and have the quality of "things", of nouns, and some deal with processes, capturing the spirit of verbs. Some are statements of meaning, offered with assured certainty, as the meaning of the universe.
Is personal truth to be revealed through the psychoanalytic enterprise, or rather the truths concerning the inner processes, the outer impingements that shape our lives, our choices that shape our lives? This longstanding issue has almost from the beginning