From an incomplete manuscript of mine: Is there no reason for hope beyond a vague sentimentality? Shakespeare’s Hamlet spoke of death as “the undiscover’d country from whose bourn no traveler returns.”[1] Yet there have always been stories of contacts with deceased persons. Such accounts are known to every culture in every period. (The play Hamlet itself features such a contact as a prominent element in its plot.) “Six weeks after his death,” reports Carl Jung, “my father... Read more