Hi there = )
In 2008, I had 3 dreams over the course of 2 nights responsible for the majority of my attitude towards spirit reality.
I am constantly learning things in dreams that are true, that I never knew existed. I also receive the same intuitive experience while 'awake.' At this point I wonder if we're still dreaming.
Without rambling, to answer first in a more direct manner-
The first night, from those 3 dreams, I remember moving from body to body. I was existing as formless awareness, looking through the eyes of others. We were a tribe in Africa, and there was an elder teaching us a tribal dance. We were also instructed to be on the lookout for, "it." That is, anything coming out form the ocean. That's when I saw someone covered in seaweed and I pointed to the being coming from out of the ocean.
Well, as if a giant hand grabbed my formless body- it threw me into another experience "all of a sudden." Now I am on the beach, I still feel I am in Africa- but I am holding a woman and she is cut and bleeding. She is in my arms and we are speaking french.
I don't know any french in this life... And I can't tell you how I know it was french- but I am certain we were speaking fluent french.
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Shortly after... That same hand ripped me out from this 'moment' and suddenly I am in a building in Japan. It's a business building, and it is very tall. In this dream, I don't speak Japanese- but I know it is Japan. I go up to something like the 42nd or 46th floor, which is very high up. When the elevator doors open I walk straight out towards the edge of the building and see everything is covered in a massive green ocean.
Later on in the dream series I am in a daze and as if i'm "in the clouds." Like I just ripped a giant bong, someone pulls me aside and tells me... "Isn't it obvious Eric? You're dead."
They show me my grieving family, and later I am in a completely other plane where I am taught the nature of thought and able to manifest and transform objects instantaneously. After this the young man tells me we can go anywhere if we can think it.
....Anyways... Fast forward some years and I have a dream with the words... "I am Sufi"
I am a 6'5 city boy westerner- and before having that dream, I've had no previous exposure to any Eastern philosophy. I was so flabbergasted I hopped online and tried to look up the word Sufi. I wasn't even sure if I was saying or spelling it right. But the dream, which was very profound in itself, was helping me discover something more about my self too... Learning of Sufism has also been in part a basis for my beliefs concerning God.
---- From non-dreaming... I have intuited somethings about a friend who triggered a past life memory of us as children playing barefoot on red sand and leaning up against clay huts.. The word was lemurian. I again wasn't sure I was saying the word correctly, and had to look up what the heck that even meant- only to find out it did have meaning. Of course, later I would have more exposure to these concepts... But they originated within at an intuitive level.
.... Randomly, in recent years I have decided to give refuge to a snail outside my apartment. When I asked his name the name, "Shaemel" pronounced - shy-mel came to me. I wondered, where did this come from? Why do I think I know these things...??
Well... Not shortly after I had an OBE where an Arabic woman of some sort was calling me as if I were her son. I think she may have actually been Iranian. Not sure, just a feeling...
Also most recently I had a dream I met a woman named Zane. This seems to have a hebrew origin.... All of these things I had to look up after receiving them at an intuitive level.
And there are many more instances, memories, ideas and associations. At one point I questioned if the ideas being presented to me were ever mine?
I have also shared my astral body with a girl named Abigail. I don't know why but I think she is my daughter. In this OBE, she came into my body and took over. She was full of joy and play. That's when my language, the english language- floated before her like a phantom alphabet- She entertained it for a little while before realizing my dalmatians were ready to play. So she crawled out door and she played with my dogs... In this experience though, I think she was actually teaching me. By the end of it we were in the backyard, she was chanting AUM and "reality" started to zero in counter clockwise along a horizontal line before collapsing on itself. Every time she chanted AUM, we were being raised up in ecstasy. I looked up the name... Abigail means my Fathers Joy.
Whether these ideas or impressions are, "your own" that you feel a sense of certainty is affirming and meant to aid you in your continual discovery....
Hope this helps! Thanks for keeping some buzz going with the forums.
Spanish would be a more logical choice, as there are Spanish speakers in the family and it is practically a second language in Florida where I live, but I tried it a few years back and had a terrible time with Spanish pronunciation. This is something I do not experience with German. 
