Welcome to the mind-body revolution
Marc Barasch
Psychology Today
Vol.26 No.4
July-August 1993
pp.58-68
            
COPYRIGHT Sussex Publishers Inc. 1993

            Anyone who didn't spend this spring in a severely media-deprived 
            locale--an Antarctic substation, say, or the lazily pinwheeling 
            Russian spacelab--has probably heard the news: Rene Descartes, the 
            17th-century mathematician who shaped the world as we know it, has 
            been officially pronounced dead. 
            The eulogy was delivered by Bill Moyers, public television's own 
            Piers Ploughman, via his phenomenally successful TV series and 
            book-cum-transcript, Healing and the Mind. But in truth, the old 
            philosophe's stiff--which had lain for three centuries in the halls 
            of medicine like some glass-entombed Lenin--had become a bit of an 
            embarrassment. 
            Immortalized in Bartlett's for his inscrutable, Popeye-like 
            declamation, "I think therefore I am," Descartes was history's most 
            persuasive partisan of the mind-body split, a bedrock notion of 
            modern science. Mental events, the savant declared, occur in a 
            separate domain from those of the flesh. Consciousness has no 
            business in the mean streets of matter. As a result, medical science 
            came to be dominated by a materialism so iron-clad that one 
            19th-century theorist felt emboldened to quip that the mind's 
            influence upon the mechanism of the body was like "the steam-whistle 
            which accompanies the work of a locomotive engine but cannot 
            influence its machinery." 
            The problem with this is obvious to anyone who ever had an unseemly 
            thought about their junior-high English teacher and then blushed: 
            "The soul's passions," said Aristotle, who had it right all along, 
            "seem to be linked with a body, as the body undergoes modifications 
            in their presence." 
            By 1900, medical science had at least begun to suspect as much. 
            Freud and Janet's investigations of hysterical paralysis provided a 
            benchmark of the mind's power over the body. Dr. Walter Cannon 
            discovered in the 1930s that the central nervous system controlled 
            many bodily functions and suggested that it in turn was subject to a 
            regulatory mechanism "which in human beings we call the 
            personality." 
            Still, if anyone could be credited with shutting off the 
            refrigeration on Descartes' mortal remains and letting the aroma of 
            a paradigm gone bad reach science's stuffed nostrils, it is Candace 
            Pert, Ph.D., former chief of the Brain Biochemistry Section of the 
            National Institute of Mental Health and codiscoverer of the brain's 
            opiate receptors. Subsequent revelations that similar docking sites 
            for "information molecules" (or neuropeptides) were myriad as stars 
            scattered through the bodily firmament have launched the branch of 
            medicine known as psychoneuroimmunology (PNI), which is busy 
            codifying a self-evident truth: Mind and body have their hands so 
            deep in each other's pockets it's hard to tell whose car keys are 
            whose. 
            So-called messenger molecules are suddenly turning up everywhere--in 
            the brain (particularly in the centers governing emotion), 
            throughout the immune system, and in organs from gut to gland. Our 
            thoughts and feelings are mediated by neuropeptides; diseases 
            secrete neuropeptides; neuropeptides may be crucial to the healing 
            response. What Pert proved once and for all is that brain, nervous 
            system, and immune system, far from being incommunicado, are at this 
            very second hunched elbow-to-elbow at the espresso bar of the 
            Chatterbox Cafe, animatedly sharing your most intimate particulars. 
            I met Pert four years ago when she was in town to speak at a healing 
            conference. I was already well apprised of the mind-body factor, 
            having suffered a hellacious bout with cancer that was accompanied 
            by altered states more colorful that any I'd encountered in a 
            lifetime of Buddhist meditation. Pert was just beginning to venture 
            forth from the autoclaved precincts of official research to more 
            new-age venues, trying out the PNI gospel on an audience more 
            receptive than most of her colleagues. In her flowing orange 
            floral-print dress, slinging her pointer over her shoulder with 
            precision rifle-drill panache, her words ricocheting in breathless 
            spurts, she was like some hip diva of science. The next day, 
            recognizing a kindred glimmer, we decided to play hooky from that 
            afternoon's lectures for a picnic lunch in the mountains. 
            Though she may tone it down at phlegmier scientific gatherings, Pert 
            at ease seems on the verge of autoelectrocution from a surfeit of 
            cranial wattage. "Emotions exist in two realms," she told me between 
            exclamations about the view from a dizzying curve that sent gravel 
            rattling into our wheel rims. "One is the mind. The other is the 
            realm of living matter. Of course, science expects you to dutifully 
            exclude the soul. But I can't. The whole thing's vibrating back and 
            forth. We're actually talking about music." 
            She hazarded that each neuropeptide--the list of which has burgeoned 
            from five just a few years ago to over five dozen--may "evoke a 
            unique 'tone' that is equivalent to a mood state." I pictured mind 
            and body as a thousand-octave piano, with every note--from the 
            highest glissando of altruism to the middle-C of fight-or-flight to 
            bass-heavy autonomic arpeggios--as part of a seamless, 
            interdigitated boogie-woogie. 
            Staggering stuff: What PNI has shown us is that the human being is a 
            walking biological Heisenberg Principle, in which the observer's 
            thoughts, feelings, and attitudes can have measurable effects on 
            physical reality. Within the margins of its homeostatic aloofness, 
            the "It" of our own biology is exquisitely responsive to the "I" of 
            subjective experience. 
            And these responses are no mere grace notes. Hypnosis, long 
            considered a negligible medical therapy, has been successfully 
            employed to treat children with congenital ichtyosis, so-called 
            fishskin disease--a genetic illness. Meditation and relaxation 
            techniques have been shown to affect blood platelets, norepinephrine 
            receptors, and cortisol levels; biofeedback to influence phagocyte 
            activity; mental imagery to enhance natural killer cell function in 
            patients with metastatic cancer. In a now-famous study, David 
            Spiegel, M.D., of Stanford University showed that women with 
            advanced breast cancer who took part in a psychological support 
            group lived twice as long as those who did not take part, a benefit 
            no known drug can claim. 
            Researchers are beginning to wonder if mind-body effects may even 
            contribute to what physician-essayist Lewis Thomas called "the rare 
            but spectacular phenomenon" of spontaneous remission of cancer. 
            Researcher Caryle Hirshberg, Ph.D., a blunt, no-nonsense biochemist, 
            is the coauthor of a near-legendary study that collates some 450 
            medically documented cases. This startling body of evidence--the One 
            White Crow that disproves the thesis All Crows Are Black--will be 
            published this fall, suggesting that such events, treated in most 
            oncology texts as chimerical (if not unreal as a paper moon), could 
            point to yet-unsuspected powers of body and mind. 
            When I spoke with her, Hirshberg, hammering on publication deadline, 
            grumped only half-jokingly about having to write her acknowledgments 
            page. "What am I supposed to say?" she asks, referring to her peers' 
            initial skepticism. "Thanks for telling me not to even bother?" I 
            mention a case the late Norman Cousins recounted concerning a San 
            Diego woman whose cancer was so far advanced the tumor was "like a 
            hand grenade under a thin sheathing of skin." The woman had been 
            sent to his office at UCLA Medical School because she was resisting 
            her doctors' urgent recommendations for a mastectomy. 
            Cousins thought there would be no harm teaching her a few 
            visualization techniques. He showed her a stock mental exercise that 
            usually succeeds in slightly raising the skin temperature of the 
            hand. The woman turned out to be an exceptional subject: Her hand 
            temperature shot up 14 degrees. When she returned to the hospital 
            after two weeks of practicing various meditations, the tumor, to his 
            amazement, had completely disappeared. 
            "Who knows what mind is capable of?" Hirshberg asks rhetorically. 
            "For that matter, who knows what mind is? Certainly, it's thinking 
            and feeling. But is mind only thinking, body only feeling? I mean, 
            mind feels. Mind is also dreams, mind is altered states, mind is 
            consciousness, consciousness is spirit. It's not like we scientists 
            know. 
            "Maybe the Dalai Lama knows," she adds parenthetically. "I met him 
            once, and I think if there's a light in the world, he's it. I 
            sometimes think the kind of understanding he has is where we'll have 
            to go to look at what we're calling PNI." 
            In a recent documentary, as sunlight streams in through the window 
            from the icy, glittering peaks of the nearby Himalayas, the Dalai 
            Lama can be seen bending over a desk, one hand pressing a jeweler's 
            loupe to his eye, the other twirling a screwdriver in the entrails 
            of an old-fashioned watch. "It is my nature," the exiled leader is 
            saying. "As soon as I got a playtoy ...few minutes later, I try to 
            open...see what is inside." He giggles delightedly, holding the 
            watch up for inspection, then turns shrewdly to the camera: "That's 
            the way to learn something." He laughs again. 
            Try to open. See what is inside. Now imagine a whole society turning 
            its mental jeweler's tools in the innards of the mind, investing 
            1,200 years in a top-priority, national Inner Space Program. For 
            eras, while the world blustered through the age of steam, spit 
            electricity's cold fire in the face of the night, and unleashed the 
            railing demons of the atom, Tibetan followers of the Lord Buddha sat 
            calmly by the flickering light of millions of yak-butter lamps, 
            calipering the depth and breath of the soul, doing essential R&D on 
            consciousness itself, souping up the spiritual software. 
            Westerners have viewed Tibetans as Mind-Body Masters on the World's 
            Rooftop ever since French pilgrim Alexandra David-Neel secretly 
            entered Lhasa and returned bearing stories of monks sitting in the 
            snow, drying water-soaked sheets on their naked bodies (a feat she 
            puckishly filed under "psychic sports"). More than a decade ago, 
            Harvard cardiologist Herbert Benson, M.D., best known for his 
            best-seller, The Relaxation Response, on the medical effects of 
            meditation, decided to investigate. 
            With the Dalai Lama's blessing, he wired up monks in India's 
            northern foothills with electronic measuring devices while they 
            performed their sheet-drying stunt. To his amazement, their skin 
            temperature rose as much as 17 degrees above normal, even though in 
            such near-freezing weather the body invariably routes blood from the 
            periphery to keep core organs warm. "If an ordinary person were to 
            try this," Benson says, "they would shiver uncontrollably and 
            perhaps even die. But here, within three to five minutes, the sheets 
            started to steam and within 45 minutes were completely dry." 
            How is such a feat possible? Benson offers that the yogis may have 
            somehow learned to induce "nonshivering thermogenesis," a metabolic 
            state in which the body burns so-called brown fat--a substance 
            thought to be metabolized only in hibernating animals. But he adds, 
            "It's difficult to understand from what source such energy is 
            emanating. By our calculations of the amount of heat generated, 
            there must be an energy source in the body other than the ones we're 
            currently aware of." 
            Similarly, Candace Pert asked Moyers, "Can we account for all human 
            phenomena in terms of chemicals? I personally think we're going to 
            have to bring in that extra-energy realm, the realm of spirit and 
            soul that Descartes kicked out of Western scientific thought." 
            And therein lies the rub. Today's mind-body theorists seem peering 
            over the precipice of the worldview espoused in the droll 
            cat-and-cockroach classic, the lives and times of archie and 
            mehitabel: 
            "i can show you love and hate and the future dreaming side by side 
            in a cell in the little cells where matter is so fine it merges into 
            spirit." 
            The love-and-hate-and-cells stuff, which would have been difficult 
            to swallow even a few years ago, is now fair game for any PNI 
            investigator clever enough to design a credible experiment. It's the 
            matter-merging-into-spirit part that's become an Olympic triple-axel 
            skating routine on very thin ice. 
            "There's a great mystery of how thought is translated into material 
            response, and PNI, even though it's the darling of the emerging 
            sciences, hasn't shed any light on it whatsoever," remarks Larry 
            Dossey, M.D., co-chairman of the Panel on Mind/Body Interventions at 
            the National Institutes of Health (NIH). 
            Dossey's panel falls under the NIH Office of Alternative Medicine, a 
            new government entity that has appeared as suddenly as an April 
            crocus in the courtyard of the nation's firmest bastion of 
            biomedical research. The office's allotment of $2 million of the $10 
            billion NIH behemoth -- "the flea on the elephant, pen-and-pencil 
            money," says director Joseph Jacobs, M.D., the superbly trained 
            half-Mohawk Indian health-care expert tapped to helm what he calls 
            "the Starship Enterprise"--could be used to study anything from 
            acupuncture to herbal medicine to the antitumoral properties of 
            shark cartilage. 
            But it is Dossey's panel that promises to become the Enterprise's 
            glowing, dilithium-crystal core, for its mandate is to zero in on 
            therapies--from hypnosis and biofeedback to exotica like therapeutic 
            touch and prayer--where the driving force of healing is Western 
            philosophy's most debated (and science's most derided) factor x: the 
            human spirit. 
            Dossey, who grew up in a hardscrabble, King Cotton Texas prairie 
            town where life revolved around a one-room country church, seems 
            undaunted. In his teens, he played gospel piano for a fiery 
            tent-show evangelist before leaving the farm for college and medical 
            school, then served as a battalion surgeon in Vietnam. After 
            entering private practice, Dossey found himself reading works of 
            Eastern and Western spirituality "insatiably." He took up the 
            practice of meditation, eventually writing a series of well-received 
            books exploring the intersection of medicine and mysticism. 
            A report of the Panel on Mind/Body Interventions, which Dossey 
            coauthored, loses no time assailing the trepid with the Really Big 
            Questions: "What are mind and consciousness? How and where do they 
            originate? How are they related to the physical body? Why is it 
            necessary to reintroduce mind and consciousness into the modern 
            medical agenda?" 
            "Let me tell you something," confides Dossey in soft, 
            still-detectable Texas diphthongs. "If we ignore issues of 
            consciousness, it'll be the ruin of alternative medicine. It could 
            wind up just being something used as ruthlessly as synthetic drugs 
            or stainless-steel scalpels. In my opinion, the most important 
            research activity in the entire field will be the investigation of 
            nonlocal manifestations of consciousness." 
            Nonlocal manifestations of consciousness? Have we fallen off the 
            edge of the map? The panel's report explains that "studies in mental 
            and spiritual healing show that the mind can somehow bring about 
            changes in far-away physical bodies, even when the distant person is 
            shielded from all known sensory and electromagnetic influences. 
            These events, replicated by careful observers under laboratory 
            conditions, strongly suggest that there is some aspect of the psyche 
            that is unconfinable to points in space, such as brain or body, or 
            to points in time, as in the present moment." 
            The eye comes to a screeching halt seeing such phrases laid out, 
            neat as you please, in an official document of the United States 
            government. These are not the florid, metaphysical ramblings of a 
            19th-century occultist, but the words whispered in the side 
            corridors of the highest citadel of American rationalism: The mind, 
            it is rumored, has escaped the brain. 
            "These ideas do have a pretty high Boggle Factor," Dossey admits, 
            but he claims the evidence is mounting. He points to the work of 
            William G. Braud, Ph.D., senior research associate at San Antonio's 
            Mind Science Foundation: In a typical experiment, one person--called 
            the "influencer"--was placed in one room, while in a different part 
            of the building a "subject," fingers hooked up to electrodes to 
            measure galvanic skin response, settled into a chair. At randomly 
            selected times, the influencer tried to affect the subject's 
            electrodermal response by, for example, visualizing the subject 
            while repeating, "Relax...relax...." Later analysis showed that the 
            subject's electrodermal responses had varied at the same time as the 
            influencer's thoughts, at a rate 43,000 to one against chance. 
            Another of Braud's recent studies posed the question of whether 
            people could affect the rate of decay of human blood cells in test 
            tubes by thought alone. Red cells drawn from volunteers were placed 
            in a solution with low salt content, which normally would cause them 
            to rupture. The volunteers were told to try to mentally "protect" 
            their own distant blood cells from harm. Astonishingly, measurements 
            made with a computer-linked spectrophotometer revealed that nearly a 
            third of the participants had succeeded, seemingly, in mentally 
            slowing their blood cells' destruction. The odds here, gleaned from 
            64 separate sessions, were nearly 200,000 to one. 
            Overall, Braud has performed more than 500 such experiments, all 
            aimed at detecting the nonlocal influence of consciousness -- pure 
            thought--on biological processes as diverse as the spatial 
            orientation of fish, the locomotor activity of small rodents, and 
            the brain rhythms of people. Consciousness, he has concluded, 
            produces verifiable biological effects in distant human 'targets' as 
            well as in bacteria, neurons, cancer cells, enzymes, fungi, mobile 
            algae, plants, protozoa, larvae, insects, chicks, gerbils, cats, and 
            dogs. In human subjects, these "telesomatic" effects occurred even 
            when the target was unaware of the effort. "I very much doubt that 
            mobile algae," Dossey deadpans, "are susceptible to suggestion or 
            the placebo effect." 
            It is doubtful that the majority of Dossey's colleagues will be 
            susceptible to his suggestion: that the mind-body revolution is 
            leading inexorably toward a consciousness revolution--one so 
            profound that some long-cherished scientific truisms may have to be 
            subsumed within a much larger, much stranger framework. The 
            heretical theses being nailed to the church door are unsettling: 
            that mental forces can violate the laws of physical causality; that 
            the mind's influence on the body goes beyond the biochemical links 
            between brain and immune system posited by PNI; that there are 
            things that mind can do that a physical brain could not. What Dossey 
            is talking about in a fairly unvarnished way is the science--or as 
            some would have it, the nonscience or nonsense--of parapsychology, a 
            bastard-turned-prodigal child that may be on the verge of claiming 
            its share of the patrimony. 
            It's not as if it was ever entirely scratched out of the family 
            portrait. William James, the father of American psychology, spent 25 
            years examining psychic phenomena, spritism, and religious 
            experiences, producing a radical empiricism that respectfully made 
            room for altered states. Freud admitted that when it came to such 
            oddities as visions of the future, "attempts at giving a 
            psychological explanation have been inadequate to cover the material 
            collected, however decidely the sympathies of those of a scientific 
            cast of mind may incline against accepting such beliefs." 
            Jung, whose early work was influenced by E.W.H. Meyers, founder of 
            the Society for Psychical Research, conceived of the brain as simply 
            a "transformer station": "In the deeper layers of the psyche which 
            we call the unconscious, there are things that cast doubt on the 
            indispensable categories of our conscious world, namely, time and 
            space. The existence of telepathy is still denied only by positive 
            ignoramuses." 
            But, we might ask...so what? Say the human mind can work some 
            inexplicable mojo on algae: It doesn't mean you can sit in a chaise 
            longue and mentally skim the pool clear of pond scum. But proponents 
            say the implications are sweeping: They pertain to no less than the 
            mind-brain connection, the mysteries of healing, and the 
            underpinnings of Western science itself. 
            In a single stroke, Dossey's panel has resurrected a bete noir, a 
            bugaboo, a haint that experimental reductionism has kept from 
            haunting the premises for centuries: "the ghost in the machine" (as 
            Oxford philosopher Gilbert Ryle derisively called the notion of 
            nonphysical selfhood)--a spook that, instead of vaporously passing 
            through walls, could eventually bash in the front door of The House 
            That Science Built. 
            The question devolves on this: How does attitude influence the 
            brain, and thence the body, in the first place? In which vestibule 
            of our gray matter, on what wetware coat hook, does the mind hang 
            its hat? If, as Braud's experiments suggest, the mind isn't quite 
            "inside" the brain, can it take jaunts around the perimeter? And 
            what is that perimeter? What are the limits--and prerogatives--of 
            consciousness? 
            This is far from the first time the question has come up. Every 
            major religion claims to own and operate the sole franchise. Every 
            world-class philosophy has mud-wrestled with it. Any surgeon who 
            ever unscrewed the lid of the skull, peeled back the dura mater, and 
            stared into the container of vanilla pudding said to include all the 
            ingredients of a human being has had at least one preposterous 
            moment of awe--and utter doubt. 
            Pioneering neurophysiologist Sir John Eccles, who won the 1963 Nobel 
            Prize for his work on the synapse once commented that the 
            hair-trigger sensitivity of the brain's intercellular connections 
            suggests "a machine designed to be operated by a ghost." Eccles 
            proposed that the way that consciousness affected the brain might be 
            via psychokinesis (literally "soul-motion"), or the direct influence 
            of thought upon matter. The mind might be like a concert virtuoso 
            tickling the ivories of the brain, performing "cognitive caresses" 
            of the cortical neurons. Fellow brain-mapper Wilder Penfield called 
            it "the ultimate of ultimate problems." He came to believe that "the 
            dualist hypothesis (the mind is separate from the brain) seems the 
            more reasonable of explanations." 
            I recently attended a Harvard Medical School seminar on the 
            frontiers of mind-body medicine. During the question period, a 
            doctor from Cambridge rose from the audience and described her 
            cardiac arrest during her own Cesarian section. She had had no 
            heartbeat. Her eyes had been taped shut. Still, the obstetrician 
            told her rapt colleagues, "I could see everybody in the room, hear 
            the swearing as they tried to revive me, just as if I were standing 
            at the head of the operating table. 
            "But I could see nothing was working. My brachial artery had 
            narrowed too much to get a line through my neck. Suddenly I saw the 
            chairman of the department, whom I had never met, reach in and 
            through my abdomen and put his ungloved hand around my aorta. I felt 
            a powerful surge of energy. He held my aorta in this very firm and 
            loving way until it started to beat again." Later, she said, every 
            detail of this account was confirmed by those who were present at 
            her operation. 
            Michael B. Sabom, M.D., cardiologist and professor of medicine at 
            Emory University, staff physician at the Atlanta VA Medical Center, 
            was skeptical of increasingly common accounts of such out-of-body 
            experiences, or OBEs. He set out to compare a group of heart-attack 
            patients who had never had OBEs to those who claimed that they had. 
            He found, to his surprise, that those who had ostensibly experienced 
            OBEs were able to provide far more accurate descriptions of cardiac 
            procedures, and that some were able to give highly specific, 
            verifiable details of their own particular resuscitations. 
            At end of his 1982 book, Recollections of Death: A Medical 
            Investigation, he states, "If the human brain is actually composed 
            of two fundamental elements--the 'mind' and the 'brain'--then could 
            the near-death crisis even somehow trigger a transient splitting of 
            the mind from the brain in many individuals? My own beliefs are 
            leaning in this direction. The out-of-body hypothesis simply seems 
            to fit best with the data at hand." 
            The NIH's Dossey told me, "How mind might operate beyond the 
            physical brain is not comprehensible. But the inconceivable has 
            become commonplace in fields like quantum mechanics. With phenomena 
            like the instant, simultaneous change in the spin characteristics of 
            photons separated by distances of light-years, what I'm calling 
            'nonlocal mind' is right at home in modern physics. Physicists don't 
            have a clue how things in the quantum world can happen, but they 
            don't question that they do. They honor the data." 
            Indeed, many theorists are looking to the brain-teasing, 
            mind-twisting strange-but-true factoids of quantum physics to 
            provide at least provisional explanations for the mysteries of 
            consciousness. Brain Josephson, who won the Nobel Prize in 1973 for 
            his work on quantum tunneling and superconductivity, has said that 
            evidence for apparent faster-than-light signaling in quantum physics 
            "raises the possibility that one part of the universe may have 
            knowledge of another part--some kind of contact at a distance." 
            Josephson suggests that such interconnections could permit the 
            operation of 'psi functioning' between humans, currently anathema to 
            biomedical science. 
            "The fact that nonlocal events are now studied by physicists in the 
            microworld," the NIH report adds, "suggests a greater permissiveness 
            and freedom to examine phenomena in the biological and mental 
            domains that may possibly be analogous." 
            That, according to renowned neurobiologist Gerald Edelman, M.D., is 
            nothing but a load of Mandrake the Magician-class hooey. Edelman and 
            colleagues at Rockefeller University's Neurosciences Institutes are 
            working assiduosly on a purely biological theory of how 
            "higher-order consciousness" could be produced in the brain through 
            a reflexive "bootstrapping process" of its own neuronal circuitry. 
            Edelman, who once planned a career as a concert violinist, sees the 
            mind as an emergent property of brain tissue--"an orchestra without 
            a conductor, an orchestra which makes its own music," in the 
            approving summation of fellow neurologist Oliver Sacks, M.D. "To 
            attempt to explain aspects of consciousness using 
            as-yet-undiscovered physical fields or dimensions," Edelman comments 
            acerbically, "is a bit like a schoolboy who, not knowing the formula 
            of sulfuric acid asked for on an exam, gives instead a beautiful 
            account of his dog Spot. 
            "Some very good physicists," he adds, "have reached beyond the 
            biological facts and have supposed that [the quantum is] the answer 
            to the riddle of consciousness. This is an off-putting way of 
            proposing physics as a surrogate spook." 
            Michael Scriven, Ph.D., a philosopher of science who can recall with 
            relish the occasion when, barely more than a graduate schoolboy 
            himself, he argued with Einstein over "whether time could be closed 
            as well as space," finds such dismissals a little glib. "I'm a 
            little irked," he says in his crisp Down Under accent, "about 
            mainstream scientists' knee-jerk reactions to strangeness, as if 
            kangaroos can't be real because they've never seen one themselves. 
            It's pathetic to hear Nobel Prize winners acting like children 
            seeing a ghost at night." 
            Scriven, who has been around the scientific block (he worked for the 
            NIH in the forties and in the fifties served on the board of the 
            Journal of Mental and Nervous Diseases), is a member of a loosely 
            affiliated group of thinkers who are trying to come up with less 
            reductionist solutions to the conundrums of consciousness. He refers 
            to himself as the "Guardian at the Logical Gates" for the group 
            (dubbed the Causality Project and sponsored by the same Fetzer 
            Foundation that funded the Moyers series.) 
            "But it's also wrong to say," he hastens to add, "that just because 
            there's something parapsychological out there, everything we know 
            must crumble. The basis of science is so well founded, so built up 
            layer upon layer, that this stuff is no more than a little crack at 
            the edges of some very old, very solid monuments." 
            Others think, however, that the cracks could widen into a serious 
            structural flaw. Consider Spiegel's Stanford study, where women with 
            advanced breast disease who attended a psychological support group 
            lived twice as long as those who didn't attend. Suppose an 
            anticancer drug were undergoing trials, and the experimental group, 
            unbeknownst to the experiments, contained a disproportionate number 
            of patients who were also in group therapy. Longer survival rates 
            might not have to do entirely with the efficacy of the 
            pharmaceutical, but with the patients' state of mind. Thus, even 
            carefully designed experiments could be hopelessly, invisibly 
            skewed. 
            This would be what Larry Dossey calls a "local" effect of 
            consciousness, the stuff of PNI: a person's attitudes, emotions, and 
            thoughts can have effects on their bodies. But Dossey and the Panel 
            on Mind/Body Interventions go yet further, pointing to evidence 
            suggestive of "non-local" effects: that the body may be "influenced 
            by events occurring at a distance from the patient and outside his 
            or her awareness." 
            If this is true, it could topple the tallest spire on the cathedral 
            of science--the double-blind experiment. Science works by accounting 
            for--and controlling--every variable and influence that could 
            conceivably affect an experimental outcome. What if there are 
            factors that must be taken into account that have heretofore been 
            ruled out as theoretically impossible? For all we know, Dossey says, 
            outcomes could be influenced "by people outside the experimental 
            arena, like well-wishing friends or praying kinfolk. When we look 
            back on our present era, I think we're going to be astonished how 
            naive we were, that we actually believed we could isolate people in 
            such a way that the influence of consciousness could be annulled." 
            Under his prodding, the NIH's Panel on Mind/Body Interventions has 
            sandwiched into its report a daring call for a Task Force on the 
            Nature of Consciousness, to comprise representatives from every 
            discipline: psychologists, neurophysiologists, artificial 
            intelligence experts, physicists, physicians, and philosophers. 
            Similarly, the professionally variegated Causality Project has 
            already been meeting for three years, aiming for nothing less than a 
            new paradigm of science. Other enclaves--with exotic names like the 
            Bay Area Consciousness Group, the Princeton Engineering Anomalies 
            Research lab (PEAR), and Temple University's Center for Frontier 
            Sciences--are already pins in the sketchy map of a brave new world. 
            A project is even underway to create an internationally affiliated 
            group of first-class "Consciousness Research Laboratories" that 
            would exchange data and provide replication of each other's work. 
            All the baroque-sounding formulations that have sparked centuries of 
            philosophical wrangling--Descartes' "radical dualism," Leibniz's 
            "psychophysical parallelism," Spencer's "mindstuff theory"--may soon 
            move from the Victorian armchair to the cyclotron, the petri dish, 
            the electron-tunneling microscope. 
            But what species of researcher is going to risk grants, tenure, and 
            professional repute by venturing out into the night with a high-tech 
            jelly jar to try to capture a flitting, hypothetical psychic quark? 
            Typical of a new breed of what might be called experiential 
            experimentalists, biophysicist Beverly Rubik, Ph.D., director of 
            Temple University's Center for Frontier Sciences, has logged time on 
            a Zen meditation cushion and also taught for three years at an 
            institute run by Catholic mystic Father Matthew Fox. Rubik, a 
            well-regarded hard scientist, recently attended a White House 
            meeting on health care in her capacity as advisor to the NIH Office 
            of Alternative Medicine, where she heads a panel on "electromagnetic 
            interventions." The panel will examine everything from electrical 
            therapies used to accelerate bone healing to a "neurobiochemical 
            stimulator" (which, she says, "has created profound changes in 
            animals' brain chemistry and moods"). Her passion, she says, is "how 
            energy fields--maybe including a nonlocal field of consciousness 
            itself--interact with life." 
            Like a number of her Causality Project colleagues, Rubik feels her 
            various spiritual sojourns have given her an inside track on the 
            mind-brain puzzle. Her accounting makes it sound as if Descartes, 
            last seen at his recent, merciful public interment, may yet shake 
            off the clods of soil to meander among the scientific living. "I 
            agree Cartesianism is dreadful," she muses, "but there is something 
            immaterial about who we are. Maybe we'll need to go back to Eastern 
            mystical concepts like an 'etheric' or 'astral' energy domain." 
            Clearly, these ideas--particularly as they emerge from the belly of 
            what looks suspiciously like a new-age Trojan Horse wheeled in 
            sometime around the dawn of Aquarius--will irritate some 
            sensibilities. "Media Blitz for Mind/Body Malarkey" blared a recent 
            headline in a scientific-muckraking newsletter called Probe. The 
            article took aim at what it held to be the moonier aspects of 
            Moyers' TV series, which it called "seductively anti-medical, 
            anti-scientific, and anti-rational." Its claim that "a campaign has 
            been launched to radically change and spiritualize America's 
            science-based medicine" received wide press coverage. 
            "It's not as if anyone's saying science is completely wrong," 
            counters Beverly Rubik. "Conventional science is appropriate within 
            a conventional framework. But there can be other sciences which 
            exist outside of that box. We need multiple ways of inquiry that 
            accord with--and I realize this will sound odd--our levels of being. 
            Our usual practice of science is based on the lowest common 
            denominator of human consciousness: of feeling separated from the 
            rest of universe. 
            "What's missing," she says, "is attention to the inner state of the 
            investigator. We've been pretending we're neutral, playing dead, 
            putting our feet in concrete shoes and saying we can't jump. It's 
            time to try on some different footwear." 
            One Causality Project member told me, "the study of consciousness 
            may require scientists who are willing to risk being transformed in 
            the process of observation." Fetzer Foundation president Robert 
            Lehman concurs: "We'll need investigators who can work more 
            according to an old medieval notion: that to observe nature's deeper 
            secrets, you must personally strive to create 'eyes to see, ears to 
            hear.'" 
            The Buddhist monks whose mediations raise their skin temperatures 
            are not just performing a stunning biofeedback experiment but are, 
            they tell us, practicing an inner science of compassion. The purpose 
            of their inquiries into the body's most arcane chemistries is to 
            transcend divisions between self and other, subject and 
            object--dualities that one Buddhist translation refers to as 
            "primitive beliefs about reality." Similarly, physicists at 
            Princeton's PEAR lab, whose experiments seem to indicate that mind 
            may affect subatomic particles, have concluded there is now "a need 
            on the part of science to soften the boundary between 'I' and 'not 
            I.'" 
            The Buddhist monks, and increasingly some adventurous physicists, 
            biologists, and doctors, represent a radical new model of science, 
            one that does not posit inviolable distinctions between spirit and 
            matter, perceiver and perceived. The new paradigm may well deem any 
            models of reality that deny the intersubjectivity of existence to be 
            fundamentally unscientific. 
            The glory of science has always been its commitment to "follow the 
            data" on a quest for the unadorned, replicable, verifiable truth. 
            But what if the data have begun leading us to a truth more marvelous 
            than we, in our scientific "reality" of isolated egos, dead physical 
            nature, and decoupled mind and body, have imagined? 
            Here at the close of the second millenium, sometime between the 
            world-fragmenting fall from Babel and the Last Trump, we search for 
            a unifying Theory of Everything, still ignorant--in some ways, 
            willfully--of where we ourselves fit into the astonishing world of 
            cells, particles, and parsecs we have discovered. Too often, 
            perhaps, our measure of mind, body, and nature has been a little 
            like pre-Columbian maps of a flat Earth: cutting off boundaries at 
            the visible horizon, ignoring the Mercator projections of the soul, 
            consigning the psyche's deeps and expanses to "Here Lie Dragons." 
            Medicine, once the crown jewel of reductionist scientism, has 
            improbably opened up an unexpected vista. Its newly discovered 
            mind-body pathways are leading to the largely unexplored terrain of 
            the human spirit. We seem to suddenly be on the cusp of a moment 
            foreseen by Claude Bernard, the founder of modern physiology: "I 
            have conviction," he wrote, "that when Physiology will be far enough 
            advanced, the poet, the philosopher, and the physiologist will all 
            understand each other." Surely, the late Buckminster 
            Fuller--syncretic thinker extraordinaire--would have understood. 
            Asked where a proper investigation of the human condition should 
            commence, he answered without hesitation: "You start with the 
            universe."