I have had quite a few experiences that appear to be past life, but my logic keeps fighting to authenticate this before I will boldly say that's what they were.

I spoke fluid French under hypnosis. I was clearly standing in a distinctively high class French house in a classic eighteenth century dress, my young son also dressed appropriately almost hiding in my skirts while I pleaded to my husband not to join the soldiers readily seen outside the windows. I can still see the setting today. My husband, without a doubt, was Monte. My partner was so shaken she woke me.

I tried Spanish and Latin in high school and failed miserably. I can finally count to ten in Spanish. I have absolutely no apptitude for languages, yet I spoke fluent French.