Ancient Wisdom and Pagan Spirituality

at around 12:30 in the afternoon. My sister was five years older than me and she, at the time, was in the 7th grade, and I was
in the 2nd.

We both went to the same school then, and the way the school worked was, they let you "go home" for lunch at about 11:15 in the morning and expected you back at around 12:30...this was because most of the students lived within walking distance of the school.


The city was Philadelphia, PA, and, as I'm sure you know, it was the nations first capitol and played a HUGE part in the cournty's founding. The area we lived in then was not part of the city back in colonial times, but was part of the nearby countryside and our street was right off a very old colonial road called Bristol Pike at that time.

This neigborhood was completely residential. The streets were all paved, and there were blocks and blocks of tree shaded houses in rows, and, being in the late 1950's, very quiet and "dead" in the middle of the day, as most of the men were at work, the kids were in school and the women were all at home.

About a half block past my house, I looked to my left at the intersection of the two streets I was crossing -- the one I crossed and looked at every day on my way to school. On this day, at this crossing, I saw something I'd never seen before -- A colonial carriage with a couple of footmen at the helm, white wigs and all. It was strange sight in this 1950's neighborhood and it was "strange" in that, it was "there" but not "there" as other things were or are "there". It's hard to describe, but this "scene" had an ever so slight "filmy" appearance, and as I looked upon it, I felt a weird kind of "whirling" sensation, although I was NOT afraid, and even pointed it out to my sister saying "Look --There's a colonial carriage"! Her response was angry denial. "No, she insisted, there's nothing there"!...Now, my sister was a pissy sort at that age, so I didn't bother arguing with her, but I know what I saw.

I've never forgotten it, and when I've brought it up to my sister in later years, she claims to not remember the incident at all.

I have no idea why I saw this thing...I did a lot of reading as a kid and was interested in "olden days", and read children's historical novels about them. I especially liked the Middle ages and the Revolutionary War era, maybe because I lived in Philadelphia. In any case, I never saw anything like it again.

That's my "ghost story".....I'd love to hear your feedback on it and anything like it you may have experienced. We can go on to the telepathy after that if you like.