The hundreds of first-hand accounts of reality shifts (aka:
mind-matter interaction MMI, quantum jumping, glitches in the Matrix) on
this and the following pages have been collected and shared through Cynthia
Sue Larson's RealityShifters since 1999. Special issues focusing on
particular types of reality shifts (such as: the Dead seen Alive Again,
Seeing Loved Ones Before They Arrive, Invisibility, Walking through Walls,
etc.) can be found by browsing through the RealityShifters
archives and subscribing to the (free) monthly ezine. Hundreds of stories
are reported here in this "Your RealityShifter Stories" section of this web
site, and the phenomenon is documented in the best-selling books, Reality Shifts: When Consciousness Changes the
Physical World, and Quantum Jumps: An Extraordinary Science of
Happiness and Prosperity.
A Quantum Jump to a Totally Different Part of the
I am a 48 year old male and retired Marine of 22 years, and I currently
work in Virginia. I have had an incredible spiritual awakening that seemed
to happen spontaneously beginning back in September 2015. My experiences
are very profound and have only increased in complexity and have become
tremendously mind blowing. Those details I will leave out because I would
like to try to explain a very mind twisting experience that I had the other
day while at the large office building where I work. It begins like this:
I was taking a stroll around the inner ring nearest the courtyard on the
fifth floor to get away from my desk for a few minutes. As I was walking,
I noticed someone I recognized coming my direction that I did not
particularly care to talk to at the time. I decided to turn left down a
corridor that was only a few feet from me to avoid a meeting with this
person. The corridor runs the entire length from the inner ring to the
outer ring. As I turned to go down the corridor, I walked about twenty
feet until I reached the first set of fire stairs. I decided to take the
fire stairs down one flight to the fourth floor. I had planned to exit the
ladderwell on the fourth floor, turn towards the inner ring and continue my
walk on the fourth floor inner ring. As I was walking down the ladderwell,
I seemed to have a sense of confusion. I exited the ladderwell. As I
opened the door, I became disoriented and couldn't remember which way to
turn to get back to the inner ring. Easy, I thought; I would simply go
towards the wall that was closest to me as that was where the inner ring
would be. I walked to the wall (about 20 feet) and realized that I was
standing at the outer ring. I shook my head in disbelief!
When I stepped out into the hallway on the 4th floor and realized I had
emerged near the outer ring instead of the inner ring (where I should have
been). I simply turned around and started walking the 4th floor hallway
back to the inner ring. I think I should clarify one thing. It should be
noted that there are 3 stair exits along the hallway on each floor. One is
nearest the inner ring, one in the middle and one nearest the outer ring.
I went down the stairs from the 5th floor to the 4th floor using the stairs
nearest the inner ring, but emerged from the stairs nearest the outer ring.
I did not realize this until I started walking toward what should have been
the inner ring—because it would have been closest to me. I only
realized I was at the outer ring when I could see the obvious difference,
which is that the inner ring has windows looking out toward the court yard
and the outer ring does not. When I realized I was at the outer ring, I was
so dumbfounded that all I could do was turn around and start walking the
hallway back towards the inner ring. I simply decided to accept what
happened and turned around to go towards the inner ring, all the while
wondering what had just happened. I never took the stairs back up from the
4th to the 5th floor from the hallway. Once I got back to the inner ring,
I turned right and headed to the nearest escalator and rode it back up to
the 5th floor until I got back to my office, where I sat in complete
I'm not sure how far the outer ring is from the inner ring but I do know
that it is probably at least one football field. I thought that maybe I
should retrace my steps, "But what good would that do?" I thought to
myself. I was just willing to accept it as something weird, and went about
the rest of my day.
When I got home, I picked up a book that I had been reading, "The
Convoluted Universe,” and turned to the chapter on parallel
universes. As I was reading, I began remembering what had happened to me
earlier in the day. After I read all of it I placed the book down and just
sat in my chair in complete disbelief. I went back to work the next day
and retraced every step I took at least six different times. To my
amazement, the wall that I saw the other day on the outer ring had a wooden
paneling of sorts. The same wall the very next day was drywall. I have
been working in this same building for over 4 years now, and I know the
layout very well. By the way, I never saw one individual the whole time
since entering the ladderwell, exiting the ladderwell, realizing that I was
at the outer ring and turning around to go back towards the inner ring.
Once I emerged back at the inner ring, things began to feel normal again
and I saw people moving hurriedly about. This all occurred around 10:30 in
I was wondering if you have ever heard of such a thing occurring to someone
who was not under hypnosis at the time?
I have to tell you, I am absolutely fascinated with the Berenstein Bears
since you brought it to my attention. I even got a conversation going at
work about it. I unequivocally recall it being spelled with an "e." My
kids had the books when they were growing up and I always wondered what the
correct pronunciation was since it was spelled "stein."
By the way, I grew up watching Mr. Rogers' neighborhood. He never said,
It's a beautiful day in THIS neighborhood and I know Chik-fil-a is spelled
exactly as this. I should know; I've eaten there enough!
Note from Cynthia: Thank you so very much for writing to me with
a description of your extraordinary experience seeing changes in the walls
and the halls of your very familiar workplace. This is the kind of shift in
reality that people have been reporting to me through my realityshifters
website for the past 17 years, and according to surveys I've conducted,
these kinds of shifts in reality are a great deal more common than most
people realize. Thank you for pointing out the strangest aspect of the
whole experience was entering the stairwell at the central part of the
building and emerging on the next floor at the outer part of the
building--that truly is extraordinary! And I do know the feeling of
immediately searching for some possible explanation for what might have
just occurred. While I've not (yet) had something exactly like this happen
to me--which sounds almost like you experienced some kind of
teleportation--I certainly have seen dramatic, sudden changes to large
structures on a similar scale, and I've also been reported to have
bi-located on at least two separate occasions, so I can believe such a
thing really did occur for you. One of the reasons that the notion of
parallel universes (or a holographic multiverse, as I describe in my book,
Quantum jumps) is so compelling when this sort of thing happens to you is
that it provides a way to conceptualize how it feels when we experience a
superposition of states. Such a superposition of states is something we
expect to find on the quantum scale--just as we expect to find other
quantum phenomena including: entanglement, coherence, and teleportation.
What most people haven't yet realized (with the exception of some
cutting-edge scientists) is that this world is primarily quantum--not
classical. So rather than quantum physics and quantum phenomena being
something we can sweep under the proverbial rug, it's instead something we
will necessarily become more and more aware of--especially when we move
forward with building quantum computers. So yes, I've definitely heard of
these kinds of experiences happening to people who are not under hypnosis,
and according to my research, there is increasing awareness and acceptance
of the experience of alternate histories and superposition of states in
everyday daily life. We are seeing further evidence of this with the
popularity this past year of the "Mandela Effect" and "Berenstain /
Berenstein Bears" memes, which are bringing the idea of superposition of
states and alternate histories much more fully into mainstream
consciousness. Thanks for mentioning how you also remember the Berenstein
Bears and the original Mr. Rogers Neighborhood song, as I and so many
others do. For me it's not so important that we build consensus agreement
about which facts or histories are "correct" and right and true as the much
bigger point that facts and histories change, and we're increasingly
gaining supporting evidence that alternate histories exist.
An Angel Called Cynthia
Oldbury, West Midlands, UK
I just wanted to write to you to say thank you for two amazing books,
Quantum Jumps and
Reality Shifts, which I have just bought. I have always wanted to
believe the world is a magical place and recall being utterly devastated to
discover that Santa Claus and fairies didn't exist. So your books have
restored my faith in the mystical and mysterious. I also wanted to share a
little tale of my own that I could either put down to coincidence or that
something otherworldly is hiding behind everything. On 27th May 2012, I was
sitting on my sofa, awaiting a taxi to collect me to take me to the
crematorium where my Mum is placed (her name is also Cynthia and was called
Cindy by some, in her youth!) The year happened to be the tenth anniversary
of her passing and the actual date was when she had been baptised in the
Jehovahs Witness faith, which we always thought a more fitting date to
honour her than her actual date of passing. The doorbell rang, which was
very unusual because the electric wiring for my doorbell had been faulty
and it had only worked 2 or 3 times in around 7 years or so. I simply
relied on the door knocker instead. I went downstairs (it's a town house)
to open the door and saw no-one so I walked down the path to see if I could
spot anyone nearby who it could have been. As I walked back up the path, I
suddenly realised that a couple of months before I had asked a builder to
remove the buzzer button as there was no point in keeping it there anyway.
So there was no buzzer to press in the first place! (The chime box was
still on the wall in my lounge however.) I have always wondered whether
there was a reasonable technical explanation for this happening or whether
it was my Mum trying to communicate with me. Especially when I think of
that line from the film, "It's a wonderful life" - "Every time a bell
rings, an Angel gets its wings" Now I'm wondering whether it was a reality
shift and the doorbell temporarily returned! I'd hope for it to be
both—lol. Thanks again for your wonderful, exciting and
inspiring works. I can't get enough of it!
Note from Cynthia: Thank you so very much for writing to me about
how much you appreciate my books, and also about extraordinary experience
hearing your disconnected doorbell ring right on the day and time when you
were honoring the tenth anniversary of your mother's having passed away.
Truly the most amazing aspect of this experience is how you have heard the
sound of the chime when you'd had the buzzer removed a couple of months
earlier--and what amazing timing for you to hear the doorbell at the moment
when it would make sense to find out that a certain angel just got her
Herb Package Label Changes
Munich, Bavaria, Germany
First off I wanted to thank you for all the great work that you do; I've
been enjoying watching your YouTube videos so much!
For years now I've felt that my “reality," which used to feel
perfectly solid, and, if you will, “dependable," has become
strangely malleable, almost a bit “untrustworthy," but in a nice
way, pleasant enough really, and I've been trying to express this to my
friends for ages, especially my cleverest ones, who are quite broadminded
and not particularly judgmental, so I felt safe enough, and no harm done,
they listened, they gave their two cents, they just didn't understand. I
got the impression their perception of reality was still more solid, or
something. Never mind.
I've been paying more attention to possible reality shifts in my life since
watching your videos, thinking maybe there weren't any, concretely
speaking, but then yesterday I was having a friend over for tea, but had to
pop out briefly to retrieve my laundry from the laundry room in the
basement, and when I got back my apartment door was locked, not just pulled
shut, even though I expressly remembered having pulled it shut, unlocked.
But ok, maybe I remembered wrong.
But then today something far more inexplicable happened: a while ago I was
given medicinal dried leaves to make tea with by a friend, and it said
(yesterday!) on the package camomile 30%, bitterkraut 70%. Since I'd never
heard of (the easy to remember German word) bitterkraut I looked it up
online, and it said this and that, and that it was also called
"tausendgueldenkraut", which I equally hadn't heard of, ever. And when I
looked back on the package today it was saying tausendgueldenkraut, instead
of bitterkraut, like it did yesterday, and which I definitely remember
reading. But assuming this was a reality shift, it means its so weird! It
basically means that in the other reality, for no apparent reason, some
time last year, the chemist who filled and wrote on the package that my
friend bought, in no way connected with me (he bought it for himself and
only gave it to me when he moved house), wrote something else, to my great
confusion today. Because of course, as always when things like this happen
I'm just greatly doubting my faculties. Only in this case it's particularly
odd because I didn't know either of the words, and looked up one yesterday
and now today it has written the synonym on the package. So in a way, this
is the least “soft," and most "tangible" of any of these
experiences so far.
Anyway, thanks so much for your continuous efforts, it really is a joy
watching you speak, and I feel very, very warmly toward you!
Note from Cynthia: Thank you for your thoughtful email, and I'm
so glad to hear how much you enjoy my YouTube videos! And thank you for
sharing your experience with your package of medicinal dry herbs that's
label changed from "bitterkraut" to "tausendgueldenkraut." I know what you
mean about one's initial reaction being to immediately doubt oneself, and
I'm glad that thanks to noting that sometimes reality does change. I'm
expecting that as we adopt new models of reality from new quantum computing
technologies, and from new fields of quantum biology, quantum cognition,
and quantum information theory, we'll increasingly notice the quantum jumps
and discontinuities that humans have mostly been disregarding throughout
history--so this sort of benign fluidity to reality will more often be
Postal Clerk Obituary Appears Twice
The other one, was I brought home the local Bulletin, coming to the
Obituary page, I had seen the Post office clerk had passed away.
I thought, oh, he's gone. ( I didn't know him, only recognized him as one
of the Postal Workers behind the counter)
2 days later, I go check my Mail an was puzzled to see him Still Alive. I
really thought he had died, and remembered to check the Bulletin
later that evening.
I wasn't able to remind myself to check the paper, and went back to usual
things. So, fast forward a Year from that incident. Exactly one year, or
approximately around the same time, I bring the Bulletin paper home, and
AGAIN! I see the Same Man's Obituary Ad, I have an instant
Deja-Vu, Knowing I seen this Ad a year before.
Next day, Curious about the Man at the Post Office, I go there and See the
actual Memorial Picture and Notice that he really did pass away.
I recall a year ago, how I sat at the dining table, looking at this future
Note from Cynthia: Your experience seeing a postal clerk's
obituary--and then being surprised to see him alive again for another year
before the next time you saw his obituary is truly fascinating. Since this
gentleman was not a close friend, but more of a casual acquaintance who
you'd sometimes see from time to time at the post office, he fits the
general pattern of people sometimes being noted Alive Again who are off a
bit to the periphery of our lives. In other words, most of us don't notice
our dearest sweethearts and best friends dying, only to later be noticed
alive again. Instead, the people we're most likely to witness the Alive
Again or Mandela Effect with tend to mostly be people we don't see
frequently, such as celebrities or people we know about, but don't have the
strongest emotional bonds with.
Seeing People Before They Arrive
Something unusual happened one time back in 1992 when I was driving back
home, on a street where I can see the front curb to the address, five
blocks away. The stop sign where I see this scene, was where my
Sister-in-Law and her daughter were leaving her friend’s blue
I thought nothing of seeing them, arrive a minute later and drive in, park,
and walk inside.
Thirty minutes later, while watching TV, the Sister in Law & daughter are
exiting the car. I peered out the window to see the same scene—
except now I’m at the house looking at it from the window!
It’s the exact same scene with the same people and the same blue
car, and now I'm thinking, “I thought they were already
home?!” Needless to say, I was confused, knowing what just
happened. I forgot about it, keeping it to myself—though I did
tell my spouse at the time.
I collected anthology books back in 2005. One evening, I read 40 or more
pages from Volume 1. I liked the one story from a chapter 3. Two years
later, having moved to a new residence, I was browsing my shelf of books
and looked at the same volume. Having a nostalgic moment, I wanted to
re-read that chapter 3 again, and chuckle at the page I once read. Picking
it up, I went straight to that page, Believing it was there. To my
surprise, it wasn't. I flipped through them, reading chapter 3 all over
again. Where was that segment?!
I picked up volume 2, checked chapter 3, and again it wasn't there. I was
adamant that it was there, I knew I read it two years earlier. How could it
I also remember minor "Missing items" and returning the next day, or within
the hour. A place I knew I checked and re-checked two or three times. Only
to be puzzled how did I miss it before?!
Back in the 80's, one summer evening, I went downtown to hang out with my
friends, meeting them at the Arcade. Two blocks down, to my left, I stopped
to notice a Vacant Lot. Where did that house go?! I knew it was there hours
before, even yesterday. Now it was overgrown with tall grass an empty. I
remember a slight eerie feeling, so I got out of there and hurried
My Town has a Famous tale, around the same decade of the 1980's. A man
worked for a contracting company at a construction site. On a Friday night,
he went to the local bar, met a woman and after the bar closed, She invited
him to her home. They both got into a taxi and He stayed for the fun time.
The next day, he decided to pay her a visit, called a taxi and told him the
address. The cab driver on getting within a block to the residence asked if
he was sure he knew where he was going. The man assured him. Arriving
there, the taxi parked in front of a Vacant lot. The driver said that place
had been empty for many years. The man was shocked, he said the house was
there the other night, he went home with a woman he had met at the bar. The
story goes, he said he had fun with her, and his friends had seen him with
her at the bar. Everything at the bar was real to everyone, except when the
man went back to visit and found the exact residence, number, was absent,
and never existed.
I remember while watching CNN three years ago, hearing that Larry King had
passed away—and I saw his
news online, tributes and memorials on TV stations. Well, we all know he's
alive and well. ;)
There are many more stories from this town and surrounding communities; a
lot of them will never see print or be heard of again. I will endeavor to
Note from Cynthia: Thank you for sharing so many of your
surprising reality shift experiences—they are truly
awe-inspiring and thought-provoking, and for documenting some of the local
lore and unusual happenings reported there. I’m sure your
experiences will resonate with many readers who have experienced similar
1107 Insertion—A Quantum Jump
Las Vegas, Nevada, USA
This shift occurred while I was in an awake state-full beta consciousness.
I was seated on a couch one afternoon, reading a novel. Just prior to the
time shift, I got the heavy sinking feeling that now precedes my frequent
insertions and shifts.
I surmise that when a certain set of conditions merge, my "radio" is able
to tune in to the frequency of 1950s Sheboygan, Wisconsin. These
insertions, following the shift, are becoming more and more frequent these
Having grown up there in the 1940s and 1950s, my elementary particles
already exist there, and thus provide the decoder needed to experience
entities extant in this "present". Quantum theory provides accession
This is exactly the way I recorded it I'm my Chronological
This is a late entry. It flashed into my 3D state yesterday. The exact date
in linear time is hazy as of this writing, but I believe it occurred about
2011 or thereabouts.
Upon the eidetic reflection I received, I am labeling this a time
I was walking down Indiana Ave. in Sheboygan, from 12th St. to 11th
St.proceeding from West to East.
It seemed to be a summers afternoon, the sky impossibly blue, the grass a
I was revisiting my old neighborhood at an indeterminant time.
Upon reaching my childhood home at 1107 Indiana Ave., I felt compelled to
ring the doorbell.
I felt a little apprehensive, as It seemed to me then that it had been a
long time since I had seen the place.
It was EXACTLY as I remembered it!
The white siding was gleaming, offset by the green trim around the windows.
The front patch of grass was neatly mowed.
I ascended the 2 concrete steps and rang the bell.
A middle aged couple came to the door and greeted me.
I stated that this was my boyhood home a long time ago, and politely
inquired if I could just take a brief look around.
To my pleasant surprise, they welcomed me inside.
All my past memories of here came flooding to the present!
I walked through the living room. Noticed my parents bedroom off to the
left. The folding door was gone, replaced by a standard wooden one.
In the dining room, I visualized the old desk that was situated along the
far wall bordering the kitchen.
Many a time my brother and I held bowling "tournaments " by setting up
empty Schlitz beer cans in the kneehole of the desk, and felling them with
Great winter fun!
I continued on to the kitchen and gazed out at the "holy ground " of our
back yard and the big Elm tree that was iconic. This yard was Neverland to
us for so many wondrous years!
I then thanked them profusely, and showed myself out, filled with a sense
of gratitude .
At the time of occurrence , I categorized it as a time shift. The elapsed
time spent there seemed to be about 15 minutes. In 2011 time however, only
1-2 minutes linear passed. This is time dilation, as time moved much slower
during that era.
Now,I am much more inclined to call it a time insertion.
It correlates highly with my other Sheboygan insertions.
The details are extra vivid and detailed as of this writing.. I had the
ability to astral travel virtually at will in the late 60s and 70s.
It was great fun going through the roof of my apartment , the feeling of
fizzy bubbles and then the view from above! Flew to many destinations,
along side aircraft- sometimes bringing back the tail number, which we
subsequently verified! Unforgettable events.
I seem to have lost that ability during the last 20 or so years. Could be
due to a calcified pineal, or other physiological factor.
I also could summon lucid dreams quite often.
The point of the above is that I am totally cognizant of the differences.
The time insertion was not either of the above, but the product of
immersion into the timeframe, seeking the exact frequency on the
In some of my other time shifts, the senses became operative, such as the
smell of fresh cut grass, sausages grilling at a picnic, the scents borne
by breezes from Lake Michigan, etc.
These olfactory inputs were only available at that point in time, and
coincided with my master memories. Again, I believe it is quantum
interaction with my elementary particles which were and still are extant
It violates no known law of physics - in fact one Einstein quote rings
through: "Everything is energy. Just match the frequency of the field, and
there you are. This is not philosophy, it is just physics."
My experiments with time manipulation are based in science, and assiduously
logged in journals.
As I may have stated before,in the next phase, I will be applying something
Dr. Dean Radin calls "intense intention". This will be the amplitude factor
in Planck's equation, along with frequency attunement.
You may be quite correct in your preliminary assessment of it being an OBE.
I vividly recall that the external senses were NOT operative in this
insertion, except for acute visual sensations which matched the extant
chromatics prevalent in that time.
I will share some other shifts and insertions from my journals. Perhaps
other readers and contributors have had similar happenings.
The dimensions are layered, some quite diaphanous .
There are loci and frequencies where the veil is quite thin and
Note from Cynthia: Thank you so very much for sharing this
experience! It sounds from what I read here that you had a kind of
"out-of-body" experience (OBE) that felt real to the senses, yet which was
not real in the sense of physical experiences--which are the types of
reality shifts I've been primarily documenting, rather than astral travel
or OBE types of experiences. But this really does sound like an exceptional