I have had so many happenings that are in the category of deja vu but I want to tell you about this one that happened in 1995. Let me also say I was so blown away by this one that I have never shaken it from my memory. It kind of falls into the premonition ring also. Let me tell you and then ya'll let me know your thoughts.
I had just sold my home and my daughter and I temporarily moved into a condo about one half mile away. I had the pattern of taking a nightly walk and after moving I needed to establish a new walking route. So, I took off one night. After about two blocks I decided that I wanted to find a quieter sub-division to walk in since the street in front of the condo complex was very high traffic. Coming up on my right was a small sub-division that I had never had any reason to go to before so I thought, yeah, this looks perfect and I made the decision to walk into the entrance.
Suddenly and without making any sense at all to me I get this "picture" in my head of this house. It is two story and is blue on the top level and bricked on the lower level. It also has a turret -and let me just say- there are not a lot of houses with turrets built in central Florida. I also see the house has a wrap around porch and there is a swing on the front porch, the kind that is hung from the ceiling. The porch has these wide steps up to it and there are pots of green ferns hanging between each porch post all the way around.
The next picture that comes in is of me getting out of a car in the driveway of this house and dashing through the pouring rain up a curved walkway that leads from the driveway up onto the front porch. Now, keep in mind I am walking while this "movie clip" plays in my head and after it stopped I thought, "well, that was weird - nice house - but kind of weird..." I just kept on walking and I had turned into the little sub-division. It turned out to be just a big horseshoe in there and on the left just as I came out of the bend in the horseshoe right before my eyes is "the house!" Everything right down to the swing on the porch and the curved path from the driveway up to the wide steps onto the porch. There were even ferns in hanging pots on the front porch. I was so dumbfounded that I stopped dead in my tracks and just stood there for a good four or five minutes and stared at the house. I even walked up and down the sidewalk looking at it from all angles. I could not believe my eyes. I would have stayed longer as I was just mesmerized by what had just happened, but I was afraid someone inside might see me and think I was strange.
In the vision I felt so at home in the house, it was a warm welcome feeling about the house. When I was standing in front of the house I "felt" as if I had been there before. I never walked past it again, it just didn't seem right. I felt like it was my house and someone else was living in it and I just didn't want to walk past it again.