Having disengaged itself from grosser matter, what happens to
this spirit body, the precious bark which bears our all in all
upon this voyage into unknown seas? Very many accounts have come
back to us, verbal and written, detailing the experiences of
those who have passed on. The verbal are by trance mediums,
whose utterances appear to be controlled by outside
intelligences. The written from automatic writers whose script
is produced in the same way. At these words the critic naturally
and reasonably shies, with a "What nonsense! How can you control
the statement of this medium who is consciously or unconsciously
pretending to inspiration?" This is a healthy scepticism, and
should animate every experimenter who tests a new medium. The
proofs must lie in the communication itself. If they are not
present, then, as always, we must accept natural rather than
unknown explanations. But they are continually present, and in
such obvious forms that no one can deny them. There is a
certain professional medium to whom I have sent many, mothers who
were in need of consolation. I always ask the applicants to
report the result to me, and I have their letters of surprise and
gratitude before me as I write. "Thank you for this beautiful
and interesting experience. She did not make a single mistake
about their names, and everything she said was correct." In this
case there was a rift between husband and wife before death, but
the medium was able, unaided, to explain and clear up the whole
matter, mentioning the correct circumstances, and names of
everyone concerned, and showing the reasons for the non-arrival
of certain letters, which had been the cause of the
misunderstanding.
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