This past Friday I drove up to Massachusetts with another spiritually inclined friend. The purpose of this trip was to experience the Lightfield unit on Saturday. I had initially intended in some vague way to write a blog piece about that adventure. As it turns out it was a very positive experience, however photos are not allowed and the whole set up is somewhat proprietary and for several reasons it seems better not to write about the actual Lightfield right now.
The trip was rather longer than I usually drive and after supper in Stockbridge I was getting into the last stretch of the drive on Massachusetts Route 20 looking in vain for the road to the Baird Tavern Bed and Breakfast we booked for that night. It was just getting toward twilight. We had passed through Lee and were in the area of Becket when I noticed first one and then two cars following me close behind. Both of these cars looked rather identical in the rearview mirror. They were both shiny black late model mini-SUV type vehicles and both had their parking lights on but not their headlights. The one directly behind me had tinted windows but I could not tell about the rear vehicle. The parking lights of both vehicles looked absolutely identical and that struck me as slightly odd.
I mentioned to my companion that I was about to pull over so these cars could pass me and she could call the B & B for further instructions and then I pulled off to the side of the road at the Becket Fire Station. To my great surprise the cars that were right behind me did not pass me because they had absolutely disappeared. We got some updated directions and a minute later proceeded on our way and I would have probably forgotten about the disappearing tailgaters in short order. But only a minute or two down the road we saw what appeared to be a slight young man walking down the left side of the road in the same direction we were driving. This was a very wooded area and there was nothing nearby with which to judge his height. We were otherwise alone at that time on the road. On his back was what appeared to be a light grey backpack with a darker horizontal stripe. As I drove closer to him I saw a black hood on his head which seemed to be coming from his shoulders rather than from the base of his neck. This also struck me as very odd, so that when I passed him at a relatively slow speed I took a good look back at him and to my surprise and slight horror saw only the solid pitch black hood and no face or indication of a head. I was very spooked, as it was not so dark that I should not have seen a face.
In a state of confusion and bewilderment I drove on to the Baird Tavern B & B. When we arrived we were both very happy to get there. It is a beautiful place built in 1768 and loving maintained by Carolyn Taylor, very much in the spirit and style in which it was originally built. I recommend it highly both for the accommodations and the very attractive garden. I think it may be the oldest building in this hemisphere in which I have slept the night!
In closing this piece, I have no explanation for these anomalous occurrences. I do not know that it had anything to do with my next day’s Lightfield experience, but there is purportedly an opening to other dimensions within that technology. I will be scouting for other similar paranormal accounts in the region.