Shortly after Jim's funeral, I told Lauren about a grieving widow who found a heart-shaped rock on the beach where she and her husband had vacationed. Jim and I loved that story of God's comfort. For a while, I hoped I'd get my own sign from above. But nothing came.

Over time, Christian hope for life after death eventually became even more incredible, as people began to realize that bodies, in some form, are required for anything worthy of the name "life."

A sense of warmth engulfed me, as though someone had poured a bowl of chicken soup over my head. My spirit guide informed me that I was not yet prepared for the next world and that I would be returning to mine.

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Following Darwinian logic, we end up in some unexpected places. Of course, to get there we must accept the premise that the human mind might be capable of existing independently of the neuronal activity on which it usually depends.

As the Buddhist scholar Robert Thurman has noted, those unflinching realists who scoff at the notion of an afterlife may be the ones indulging in wishful thinking.

How would creationists react if someone were to suggest that the survival of the soul after death, far from being ruled out by the theory of natural selection, might actually be predicted as a consequence of that theory?

Finality can bring you to the edge of despair and change your inner make-up. Those changes can be both painful and seem endless but also can give life.

As Christians prepared for All Saints' Day, I want to propose that choosing to believe in life after death may actually be an act of courage.

There is no part of the brain that, when damaged, takes away the Cartesian soul. Instead damage to different structures takes away different chunks of the mind.