I am new to this forum and not quite sure of myself in this area, but I had a vivid dream about 3 yrs. ago that has stuck with me to this day and I can't shake it. I was in a fighter plane over Europe, I had been hit and was in an uncontrollable spin and could not bail out. I watched the ground coming up into my cockpit and felt and heard the front end of the plane smash into the ground but felt no pain.
Upon impact I saw only total blackness for a few moments is seemed then the next recollection is that of light coming in and brightening up and being a small toddler just able to stand in a baby bed circa mid 1940's in my hometown. I recall the location of the building and I could see through my bed rails out the window into the town square, the buildings and the old cars driving back and forth with people walking about. After that the dream ended.
I have another I don't know what to call it dream or feeling of being in the Edwardian era and being a politician in a southern state. This is all quite new to me, still dealing with it.
Upon impact I saw only total blackness for a few moments is seemed then the next recollection is that of light coming in and brightening up and being a small toddler just able to stand in a baby bed circa mid 1940's in my hometown. I recall the location of the building and I could see through my bed rails out the window into the town square, the buildings and the old cars driving back and forth with people walking about. After that the dream ended.
I have another I don't know what to call it dream or feeling of being in the Edwardian era and being a politician in a southern state. This is all quite new to me, still dealing with it.