
“Do we have any private moments, or are they there, too?” “Do our spirit Gods know our every thought?” Saheeb asks. We get that reassuring news when Saheeb, a first-time questioner, posts a query through the James Van Praagh Home Page on the Internet. The spirits not only watch the tube, they can gaze down – or stand at our sides – while we place flowers on their graves, put their pictures on the piano or even while we shop for wallpaper. “Could you watch this show where they are?” CNN’s talk show czar, Larry King, asked him one time. But you can go to the races, hold a job, take art classes or walk your dog. OK, heavy smokers may still be battling their addiction and the mentally ill may need some counseling.

It’s a place where amputees find their limbs restored and those blown to bits in a plane crash become whole again.

It’s a place where the aged return to their prime and where the young, struck down too soon, can grow into their own. It’s a place with forests and flowers and lakes and boats, and beautiful mansions, too. James Van Praagh promises us one hell of a heaven.
