posted on Jul, 27 2009 @ 07:41 PM
A couple years ago I was driving with my wife in Northern Virginia down a road I had traveled a few times in the past. I was in the passenger seat
thinking about the incredible transformation of the Lorton Reformatory into a park when I had a most intense flashback.
I saw myself on the same hill that I was watching through the window of the car as a ghost in a civil war era Union officer's uniform on horseback
while my wife, at the time, who was actually a girl friend from high school, stood in the rain wearing a black dress and a black veil at my
It was as if I got a clean look through the window of the car of a re-enactment of a civil war scene. The amount of information and detail that I got
was as if I actually saw the scene through the car window.
I was dumb struck for a few moments not believing what I had just experience. I immediately tried to relay the scene to my wife. She thought I was
having an ATS moment.
From that point forward, I have believed in past lives. I am certain what I saw. To this day, I can still picture the scene in incredible detail.