Dreams of Déjà Vu
Dreams of Déjà Vu; that was the feeling I had on October 17th, 2020. Waking up in the middle of the night, I had an exciting dream that I was on a road trip when I suddenly found myself in an area full of yellow and orange trees and a creek alongside the road. The landscape seemed oddly familiar as if I had experienced it in a past dream, leading me to ponder previous dreams as I transcribed them into my journal.
Thoughts of another dream started to creep into my mind, almost as if my dream and reality were blurring. It felt like memories were returning as I contemplated the peculiar feeling of familiarity. Have you ever had déjà vu in dreams while sleeping, feeling like you’ve had a dream before?
In my dream, I was standing on a rock, admiring a picturesque view of lush greenery and colorful trees. Instinctively, I wanted to take a photo to share on social media. However, I had already removed the apps from my phone. Struggling to download the apps again, I nearly dropped my phone in the creek and almost slipped on the rock. Taking the scenery photo, I captioned it as being taken in Florida.
Simultaneously, I was met with dreams of Déjà Vu and the thought, “You’ve been here before.” A different dream from earlier that month suddenly came to my mind when I searched for an old boyfriend in a trailer park. Immediately following this recollection, I dreamt of standing near a park bench with a photo of an old friend with the words “Hagro Dojo” or “Ji Jitsu” written underneath.
The Disciple Phillip
Another dream occurred to me soon after – this time, I was viewing a water park or a beach house with a large pool and water slide from afar. I seemed subconsciously aware of having been here before like I had journeyed on the water and around a bend to find it. I had a dream, and the feeling of déjà vu continued to the point where the thought of Jesus and John arose. The name Phillip also crossed my mind with a strange, zapping sensation that lasted for several minutes.
I briefly awoke at 4:40 am, determined to find out more about the disciple Phillip. As I fell asleep again, I found myself in a gazebo with the man I loved. We kissed, and he asked me where I had been, seemingly surprised when I told him he had stopped speaking to me. Just then, a woman walked in with two other women, introducing them as the US Marshalls and instructing the man to discuss business. I ventured off to a nearby store, passing by a bathroom with glass doors and walls.
Afterward, I returned to the gazebo, and my man finished the meeting with the marshalls. After researching the quality of mind that is Phillip, the disciple, I came across Neville Goddard’s lecture “The Twelve Disciples,” which describes him as “the one who asks to be shown the Father – awakened man.”