I was seated and meditating, then began practicing forming mental balls of
green healing light and sent one sailing off Eastward after speaking that
was for my sister. It obediently departed thence. Gleefully I formed
another and spoke 'now one for my brother' and it sailed off Westward.
Satisfied with myself, I began waking when I heard the voice often heard at
that stage, which said "suddenly he becomes our clairvoyant". I began to
consider that prospect, then announced "I'm not sure I want my development
to proceed in that direction. I would need some sign of support." Whereupon
I heard a loud bang, something like dropping a heavy book about four feet.
I opened my eyes, as I had been meditating.
Searching for the cause, I found no holes in the wall or ceiling. Nothing
fallen from high places. Nothing broken. Then my gaze fell upon the center
of the kitchen table, previously bare, where I saw what appeared to be a
ball of mud, a bit over an inch in diameter. It glistened with a film of
moisture oozing out. I then studied it from every angle, and it seemed to
just barely touching the table. Scrutinizing it closely, I was able
to see that
no moisture was on the table beneath it, and no fingerprints were on
before I touched it, and it had no flat bottom from its own weight
on the table.
The words 'held in a field' came to mind.
Finally, I picked it up and inspected it closely. The perfect sphere showed
no signs of flattening from its own weight upon some surface, and nothing
else but the effects of my own fingertips. I held it under the
faucet and washed the mud away, to discover in its center a child's marble
it's own surface marked with minute scratches showing usage. Then holding
up to the light - it was clear with imbedded therein two rose-colored disks
at right angles intersecting each other. I marveled upon discovering that
when held so as to look along their common axis, they made a rose colored
cross! A bit later, with exhilaration, I telephoned the Rosicrucian
organization in California and asked if this was some method they were
for recruitment. I was told "No, but then God works in mysterious ways!" Of
course I have kept the marble as a talisman.
My feelings at the time were first playful [sending healing balls], then
curious as I looked for the sound-cause and found the marble, then
awestruck as I examined it more closely and objectively. Afterward I felt a
deep satisfaction that I had indeed been given my sign.
Note from Cynthia:I love this story so very much because I've
also experienced a manifestation of something appearing right in front of
me on a couple of different occasions, and in both of these experiences, I
had been meditating at the time. On one occasion a tooth my daughter had
lost at school earlier in the day appeared in front of me (I was alone in
my bedroom at the time), and on another occasion I was painting an energy
portrait of a woman and describing the crystalline clarity of love in her
heart as she and I both witnessed a crystal appear out of thin air and land
exactly on the section of the painting where I was drawing the energy of
her heart. If these things had not happened to me, I would probably be
quite skeptical that objects can manifest "out of thin air" before our very
Okay, so I am not sure about losing keys, etc. being a reality shift,
have had some things that seemed to disappear off the face of the earth. I
decided to ask for testing of this theory. Prayed, meditated. Lost an
but... Then I did a load of laundry one day. I decided to add this large
washcloth to the light laundry. I remember this quite well, since I debated
whether or not it would bleed, and then tossed it in with the other stuff.
When I was taking
everything out, I noticed my husband's pant's pocket was heavy. I was
thinking I had taken out the contents, the handkerchief, before washing it.
I pulled it out (it was
not easy to get out), and saw it was the blue washcloth, crammed in there.
could it be for such a thing to insert itself into a pocket during a
I had paid particular attention to it, wondering whether or not to
add it to the load. For it to end up crammed into a pants pocket was
strange to me. I have had laundry tangled up every which way,
but never shoved into a pants pocket. Normally, the pants
were not easy to get even a handkerchief out of before washing. This
washcloth was bulky. It was difficult for me to pull it out before drying.
No one else could have interfered with the laundry, since I was alone at
home. Barring the possibility of my being senile and doing it myself, I
would say it was quite strange. I do think it is an important point that I
was seeking validation or not, of this kind of reality shift.
Would you say I caused the washcloth to insert itself into the
pocket for whatever reason - say I want to believe that such an
incident is a reality shift? If so, then I wish I
could do something useful with such a gift. Or would you say this is
a collective phenomenon, which reveals itself in times that are appropriate
or favorable for such a revelation to occur (leading
the human race upward, or to question reality)?
Note from Cynthia:This story of the washcloth-crammed-into-pocket
is indeed strange, and in my decades of laundry experience, noteworthy and
significant. In all the loads of laundry I've done, no such thing has ever
happened, and I regularly run loads of washcloths with pants-with-pockets.
Ruling out someone interfering with the load of laundry to cram the
washcloth into the pants pocket, I'd say this definitely is a reality shift
experience... based on the fact that such things ordinarily do not occur.
Regarding the how and why of the occurrence... I do believe it's sufficient
that you'd just recently been reading and thinking about reality shifts,
with an open mind to witnessing them. It seems to me that people in general
are experiencing reality shifts in greater numbers than before.