ACROSS UNKNOWN SOUTH AMERICA 
actually lost hope of doing so; but I was thinking in¬ 
cessantly of them, and of the anxiety I was causing them, 
as I had had no possible way of communicating with them 
for months and months. 
There would be nothing extraordinary in that, but the 
amazing part of it all was that my parents and my sister 
— who had no idea whatever that I was exploring, as I 
always take the greatest care not to let them know — 
actually during that time of starvation saw me in their 
imagination lying unconscious in the forest, dying of 
hunger, swarming all over with ants and surrounded by 
crocodiles. 
When I reached Rio de Janeiro in April of the follow¬ 
ing year I found there a number of letters which had 
been written to me by my parents and my sister during 
the month of September, in which they told me of those 
visions repeating themselves daily, especially between the 
dates of September eighth and September twenty-fourth. 
Those letters were written long before anybody knew that 
I had ever suffered from starvation in the forest. It is 
quite remarkable that, except the crocodiles — which, of 
course, were not to be found in the forest — they repro¬ 
duced the conditions with wonderful faithfulness, the 
telepathic connection having in that case been established 
vividly at a distance of several thousand miles. 
314 
