I've only had one experience but it was very personal and intense. My husband and I were driving through northern Montana when I saw a lone, gnarled, leafless, tree on a small hill beside the road. I said, "I'm buried under that tree. I was killed by an arrow."At that time I named the date, but don't remember it now except it was the 1860's. As we drove on I felt a pain in my chest. I had never been to Montana or had any other experiences like that, before or since. A mother once told me that her son knew things he had no way of knowing about his grandmother who had died. She believed him but didn't pursue it. I had a dream of my father once just before a great niece was born. He told me he was my nieces child. I don't know if these this is what this is about but I would be interested in talking to someone about it. I would like to know more about the Montana incident.