As a young child, going back longer than my adult memory will allow, I was subject to what I now believe was either a divine or angelic visitation.
At an age where I had a severely limited vocabulary, 2 or 3 years, I spoke to my mother of a man standing in the corner of the room. Though no adult could see it, a Labrador in the house was reacting to something in the same region. Shortly after this, I spoke the sentence ‘there’s going to be a blackout’ moments later, the lights went out.
They remained off for a short time before coming back on.
The only account of this event I have is my mothers fading memory, and would be very interested in finding a way of bringing my own memory of it to the surface.
That's pretty cool. I don't recall any experiences like that growing up.
Do not worry brother as our memories will be restored soon.