I'm intrigued. Can you talk a little more about the experience you had?
It hasn't been one single defining experience that I could dismiss as coincidence, but a great many which each could be random, but together perhaps not. They're all vague enough that they can't be proven real, as is always the case with questionable spiritual experiences.
Preface to say I'm seriously mentally ill, and have gone off the rails aplenty, and am not a reliable author. But I have enough 'other' stuff going on that scares me out of absolute nihilism.
Met a medium when young who outed me for being suicidal, was entirely aware of it having just met me, and I hid this from my family and had done nothing to give it away.
This lady spoke with me several times and read all my secrets and inner world with plenty of specific details. Read all my trauma and personality, how I hid in my room and felt extremely lonely and friendless, when she knew nothing about me.
I've daydreamed characters and a paracosm as a form of escapism and inserted myself into it as a sort of roleplay, and the large scale events I invented ended up mirroring into reality in ways I couldn't control. Specific dates I'd dreamed up for imaginary events came up and actual events occurred outwith my direct control. People I imagined and invented, whose portraits I drew and who came up in my dreams were born into my family. They've grown into faces I've drawn.
One nephew has red and one blue as favourite colour and I put correct background colours to their prelife portraits. One is always on the left, the other on the right in family photos. I drew them side by side in the correct positions. Correct hair colour, similar facial structure.
Added a blonde haired girl to the imaginary family, from a different line to her brothers. She was later adopted in reality. Predicted my brother's first son, including his first name. Predicted the name of his second son. Without making these suggestions for naming in reality. Drew my partner, complete with frowny face and beard, before I met him.
Have a weird thing with specific numbers. Two numbers I pay attention to when they turn up in reality. I once put on a lottery to see if I could influence fate as a joke and my two specific numbers came up, just those two. Odd and silly, but other times I've seen my numbers crop up when I should pay attention.
During manias I have waking dreams, have invaded a dream of a friend and answered specific questions with knowledge I shouldn't have when tested.
Outwith the dreams I've 'read' said friend, told her secrets about herself and her knowledge I shouldn't have known. And she's done the same to me. Like a psychic link. Guessed the specific gemstone she was thinking of as one example. Brought up names I got out of nowhere that ended up being people she knew that I didn't. 'Met' characters from her imaginary world when thinking up ones for my own, same appearances, personalities etc.
Stories I've written have paralleled my real life. I write fantasy and mythology, the symbolism therein refers across to specific events that happen in my life. If you research into it, mytholgical figures such as dragons for example, occur across many civilisations unconnected to each other, suggesting an underlying unconsciousness people draw ideas from.
Dates I've imagined will be important in my life have become so. I imagined significant scenarios such as falling out with family, milestones with my partner, and traumatic incidents to the age I would be when they happened. They happened. Also know the age I should die, curious as to what horror might drive me to it that awaits me, and whether I will avoid self-fulfilling prophecy.
During a mania I had a vivid experience that brought back a repressed memory of a deceased family member and what he said to me, his instruction to stay in school and not quit like I was thinking. I thought I failed him as I dropped out after a major depressive episode. When this experience happened, I'd just succeeded in completing college after getting back into education, and it was so shocking that the memory came back, I 'knew' he was reminding me of what he said and saying he was proud of me. I broke down in sobs and felt seen by spirit, watched over.
The manias are the most intense. I go into a whole different level of consciousness and suffer a constant thoughtstream of images and symbolism that when I look it up and research the meaning of, tell specific stories as if the universal unconsciousness is communicating information to me. The symbolism includes things I draw from dreams and hypnagogia and hypnopompia, and reflects upon reality in bizarre ways.
The past life memory stuff relates to what the medium dragged out of me. Specifically that I'm repeating events I never overcame once before and have to repeat because I didn't learn my 'lessons'. This relates to my fantasy stories and characters, my drawings, happening in real life after I've recorded them in writing or art.
Also relates to my death because I 'remember' I killed myself before, and am at that point again. And afraid that if I do it again, I'm repeating the failure of two successive mirroring lives and doomed to continue in the cycle of suffering until I overcome it.
Mad, absolutely. And I have to pretend all of this is nothing in order to present any face of normality to people around me. My sister and brother don't know I drew their kids before their births and haven't seen the drawings.