I lived in England for a short time during my pre-teen years, and I was continually overcome with a sense of deja-vu when out in the countryside during rainy weather. Something about standing on those rolling green windswept hills with the rain drizzling on me...it was so familiar that it would make my hair stand up on end. I knew with every fiber of my being that this land had been my home long ago in another time.

What I found most interesting about these experiences is that they seemed to be triggered by the weather, a combination of drizzling rain and wind.

Would anyone else care to share a deja-vu experience? Do you have any thoughts on what might trigger such experiences?