The hundreds of first-hand accounts of reality shifts (aka:
mind-matter interaction MMI, quantum jumping, glitches in the Matrix) on
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Physical World, and Quantum Jumps: An Extraordinary Science of
Happiness and Prosperity.
I really enjoyed reading about the moon landings in this
month's Reality Shifters. It's interesting that people remember a
different number of moon landings. For me personally, I only remember two
manned moon landings. I recall one manned moon landing by the Russians in
1959 and one in 1969 by the U.S. I don't recall any other moon landings.
Like you, I only remember one space shuttle disaster, the Challenger. I
remember that day clearly. I was in high school at the time, and for some
reason, I was home from school that day. I remember watching the shuttle
launch live on T.V., and I was so shocked and saddened to watch it explode
live. I especially remember it, because I recall my science teacher
telling his students that there had been a contest so that teachers around
the country could compete for a spot on board the Challenger. I recall him
telling us that, and when it exploded I remember thinking that I bet he was
so relieved that he didn't win the contest. I know I was! Outer space has
always been of interest to me, as I wanted to be an astronomer when I was a
child, ever since my grandfather showed me a book he had on the solar
system. My dad bought us a telescope at a yard sale when I was a child.
Since we lived in a small rural area, the sky was always pitch black at
night and full of stars, especially in the summer. We would get out the
telescope and look at the moon. I was always so fascinated that we could
see the craters. We would spend many a summer night sitting around a
bonfire staring up at the sky. We'd see satellites, the constellations, and
even the northern lights. Hence, why I am so fascinated by the fact that
others remember many more moon landings. My whole life, the story was that
the Russians had landed on the moon in 1959. It was a manned mission.
They had beaten the Americans to the moon by 10 years. I remember as a
teenager thinking that the Russians always excelled and beat us at
everything. They always seemed to win the gold metals at the Olympics,
etc. I remember feeling a bit disappointed that we didn't get to the moon
first, that the Russians had beat us there. The story was that the
Russians had sent cosmonauts to the moon. I even recall seeing old black
and white photos of them. As I was writing this email, I asked my
fiancé whether he recalled the Americans and Russians landing on the
moon. Without my mentioning the Russians having landed on the moon first,
the first thing that he said was: "Yes, but the Russians got there first."
I found it interesting that the first thing he said was that the Russians
landed first without my saying anything. I then asked him whether he
recalled the Americans and Russians sending humans to the moon, and he said
that he recalled that they both had sent humans to the moon.
Note from Cynthia: Thanks so much for sharing your recollections
of the space shuttle Challenger disaster. I'm fascinated that you and I
both were clearly interested in the space program, yet don't recall any
other shuttle-related deaths than the ones on the Challenger. I'm also
intrigued that you have such clear recollections of only one manned moon
landing by the US--and one by the Russians! Now that's definitely a
different history than the one I've most recently last seen relating to
who's landed on the moon. I personally don't notice discrepancies between
the most current moon-landing history and what I remember from my childhood
in the 1960s--but if you remember just one manned moon landing each for the
Russians and one for the USA, I expect there will be others who also
remember things the way you do! I've not heard of Russians walking on the
moon, though of course I did hear about their program to send a lunar
lander to the Moon. I saw the TV broadcast of the first moon walk, while
traveling to relatives' houses with my parents in the 1960s. I was a very
young child at the time, and later enjoyed building balsa wood scale models
of lunar landers during the time of subsequent Apollo moon missions. How
amazing that your fiancé independently mentioned recalling Russians
beating Americans to the moon. In my memories, I (so far) only remember
Americans being first on the moon, with no Russian manned moon missions.
But in my experience, pretty much every time someone remembers an alternate
history, there will be many more people recalling the same thing! So I'm
looking forward to hearing from people who also remember 'the Russians were
the first ones to land on the moon.'
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while rummaging through a Norwegian-English dictionary (yes,
I have curious hobbies), I stumbled over the entry, "vardøger." The
dictionary didn't define it—it merely *described* the term,
quite circumspectly in fact, as though the word were a dangerous object or
a rotten egg. It was! Learning about vardøger opened up yet another
strange door for me, straight out of reality and into the spirit world.
WHAT IN THE WORLD? A vardøger is something like a double of
yourself, a spirit twin to your physical self. More often, of course, our
English term is "doppelganger" (we're pretty careless about German
umlauts), which covers many kinds of appearances of a spirit self in our
material world. Used to be that the ancient Egyptian "ka" was considered to
be your living spirit-double. The sound of the Norwegian word is as alien
as the concept itself: I can't even spell it with English phonetics, but if
you know French, a Franco-phonetic spelling might be
"vardœuguère," and with first-syllable stress. The Finns have
a closely similar concept they call an “etiäinen." The
vardøger is a double who gets to your destination ahead of you,
effectively announcing your imminent arrival. There's a summary article on
it in Wikipedia, and one in the Journal of Scientific Exploration from
2002, on the Web. Lots of famous folks seem to have had doubles and
acknowledged them: Goethe, Shelley, Lincoln, Donne, even military men. MY
OWN VARDØGER. The kicker is this: I have a vardøger myself!
After I read the dictionary entry, I mentioned it to my wife. She surprised
me by saying she and the dogs have often heard "me" come home: shutting the
car door, coming in the front door, and even putting grocery bags on the
counter. The dogs confirm they've heard "me," too, all leaving her side and
trotting off to the front door to greet me, the way they do every day when
I arrive from work or grocery shopping or whatever. Then she looks out at
the driveway—and there's no car at all. A few minutes later I
actually arrive: the "actual" me (the guy typing right now). Once she
actually went downstairs to talk to me (because I was taking too long to
come upstairs and say hi), and was quite startled to see me walk through
the door coming into the house. I hadn't been home at all. She never
mentioned it until now, when I asked about it, out of hesitation as to what
my reaction might be. About 35 years ago, a closely similar incident with
my first wife (yeah, things didn't work out), when we were living with my
parents for the summer. She'd been home sick, everyone else was at work,
and in the evening she told us about somebody coming into the house,
walking around the other rooms and making noise. She sorta had us all
freaked, talking about an uninvited stranger there! I used to think I
didn't have psychic experiences. Yet psychic encounters have been happening
for other people (plus dogs) all around me! And the same might well be true
for lots of us. We just never think to ask friends or family. And being
good Western skeptics, they may experience the doppelganger appearances but
never bother to bring them up with anyone else. Maybe I need to start
circulating questionnaires.
—> Read this entire post at:
http://ludamus.blogspot.com/2011/02/double-selves-doppenganger-vardger-ka.html
Note from Cynthia: Thank you so much for the link to your article
about the vardøger! My October 2010 RealityShifters newsletter is
devoted to that topic:
Seeing Loved Ones Before they Arrive
http://www.realityshifters.com/pages/archives/oct10.html
I also appreciate the link about accidental bilocation and the healer
who traveled while napping--fascinating! And truly believable, based
on my own dreaming and daydreaming bilocations.
Time Loop at the Rose Bowl Flea Market
Jess
Los Angeles, California, USA
I don't know who to tell this experience to. After it
happened, I came upon your website. I was in a large flea market that goes
in an oval around a sports arena. I entered, went to the right and shopped
some vendors. I always make mental notes on how to return to where I
started and I eye details to keep my memory of my path. I veered into a
alley of sellers, bought some items and decided it was time to go home,
this flea market was just way too massive and there was no way I would make
it around the whole oval or its alcoves. And overall, suddenly I felt like
"get me the hell out of here" for no reason. So I walked back the way I
came instead of walking the whole oval. I saw some vendors I recognized, so
I knew I headed back the way I came. I eyed an old creepy rocking horse,
felt fabric of a pretty blue dress, and saw a painting of lips that I
thought was just awful. I walked a bit more, maybe 5 minutes and felt like
I was nearing the entrance/exit where I started, but was surprised I hadn't
seen the first vendor I spoke to yet when I had entered. The time seemed
odd, like any minute now I should see the exit. I just overall had a weird
feeling of 'get me out of here' when boom, there was the horse again, and
the blue dress.. my mind thought.."what the hell, they have dup vendors
here?! how lame" There was no possible way I could have walked around the
whole football field in a matter of minutes. NO WAY. I freaked out a little
bit, how could this be? de javu? How could I have missed the exit, and not
only missed it, but ended back here ALREADY? it was too impossible. It
happened too quickly to come upon the very same vendors again. I would have
KNOWN if I had been walking way too long and missed the exit, but I hadn't
walked way too long, and the feeling of being absolutely terrified, dizzy
and confused, the panic of get me out of here.. I know when odd things are
happening and this definitely felt like some sort of loop or time shift. I
later looked on the map of the flea market, it described arts and craft
areas and other happenings that I never saw, confirming even more, that I
did not walk the whole oval. I am still really puzzled and freaked out! My
rational mind is saying "come on jess, it was a circle.." but the time
doesn't make sense, I didn't go around the whole venue. I couldn't have! I
have been enjoying your website, knowing I am not alone!
Prior to the time loop occurring I think I mentioned that I felt like
“it was time to go” and I just needed to leave,
almost a sense of panic (but for no reason, I just had a pleasant morning).
Overall it was just confusion and a sense of something is not right, both
before the time loop occurred and when I noticed I was back where I
started. Sometimes I ‘go somewhere’ at night and I
have a feeling of being really scared, it’s like my body and
human mind can’t comprehend what’s happening. This
feeling of fear before it happened felt the same. It literally felt like
hell, ground hog day. I just can’t explain it, but I know it
happened. I know the difference between a human error and getting lost vs.
“something weird/ not earthly” happening. I also felt
like no one could see me, like things were whirling by and everyone else
was blissfully strolling about while I was trapped. It seemed seamless,
other than the feeling that something wasn't quite right. Thanks for
listening!
Note from Cynthia: Thank you for sharing your experience of a
time loop / repeating sequence of events. I'm glad you took care to examine
the layout of the flea market, to determine that you were not walking in a
complete circle around the entire market--but instead you seem to have
somehow walked past the same vendors and merchandise twice while
continuously walking the same direction! I know first-hand just how
surprising it is to see events happening all over again that occurred just
moments earlier--though I've not (yet!) encountered a similar walking time
loop. I'm glad to hear that you know the difference between a human error
and getting lost versus something truly strange unfolding where you felt
like no one could see you and people were blissfully strolling about while
you were trapped--though of course still able to move, just not in the
reality you'd been just moments earlier.
"It's Alive" Movie Scenes and Music Change
Glen
Ontario, Canada
Here's another Memory, Under the Mandela effect; There is a
Movie that was released in 1977, titled "It's Alive" by Larry Cohen. I saw
it in the theater, an yes I was too young to be there, I went or snuck in
anyway. lol I remember the Movie score was part of the eerie, tense,
building the Scary part of it. Some scenes had a POV of the killer baby,
blurry, and double vision effect, BUT! when I recently re-visited it again
some yrs ago, three yrs ago? I watched it, to my surprise, you guessed it,
this was NOT the version I had seen in the theater in 1979. It took two
years to make its way to our little movie theater, released in 1977. The
score was different, the scenes changed, I watched it all, and where were
the scary scenes, the score I remembered?!? It was non-existent! I looked
the movie up online, trying to find a remastered version, or any kind of
write up that explained changes to the original film. There was none! This
is a Crazy World! It is the same movie, originally filmed in 1974, it took
3-5 yrs to release? It came to our theater in 1978. The differences of the
version I saw two years ago, online. I expected to hear that eerie piano,
the blurry POV effect from the Monster baby. Oh, I do recall reading a
change of Score by the Director, Cohen. I looked for it, spent an hour
searching for that article, as a horror movie fan, I know where to look, it
was a featured B-Movie classic where the movie itself was described and
mentioned the changes. Now, having not being able to locate or find it
again, it's like it didn't exist. Even my reading the article, back in
2013-14, I remember watching the Movie again and found the changes
obviously different. I posted a reference to that movie to a Community at
Facebook, nobody knows what I'm talking about. This phenomenon has me
thinking on the How & Why of it all, how is it relevant? The "Science"
behind shifting, when only our own consciousness remembers what was? Your
descriptions on this, have helped; although the best we can do is speculate
and theorize. We experience that we know this is happening. Has anyone
reported physical side effects?
Note from Cynthia: Wow, that must have been disorienting and
confusing, to see the very same movie just two years later, with completely
different musical score, camera angles, and editing! I've also noticed
changes to movies like this, that cannot be explained away by those
pointing out, "You must be confused," or "The director must have made
changes between your two viewings." I like the way you recall some very
specific scary scenes being completely missing from "It's Alive." This kind
of shift in reality is something more people are noticing, as they start
sharing their experiences. For those of us lifelong "Mandela Effect"
experiencers, it's clear people don't necessarily always have bad memories,
but rather there's another possible explanation that can be found when we
entertain the possibility that the many worlds of quantum physics and the
multiverse might be one and the same thing--and our true identity is
consciousness, which enables us to move between these many possible worlds.
Thanks for the clarification about how you've followed up regarding what
might have transpired related to movie script and musical score changes. As
is typically the case with reality shifts and alternate histories, we won't
find any 'evidence' corroborating other possible realities--and that is to
be expected, since what has done the traveling is us, in the form of pure
consciousness. The only way we can ever share what we recall from other
possible realities is to find people who sometimes remember things the way
we do. There won't be any 'hard evidence,' and indeed it can often feel
like other realities and histories didn't even exist. If only it weren't
for those goosebumps on our arms, and thoughts constantly returning to,
"Wasn't this different before?" It appears evident to me from observing
reality shifts that we really do take only (memory) pictures, and leave
only footprints everywhere we go. With regard to physical side effects, I
have on occasion felt foreboding, such as a time in February this year,
when I left home one afternoon to run some errands with my sweetie just
after 4pm. I needed to mail some packages at the post office, and I was
aware as we left the house that I had just about 40 minutes to get from my
house to the post office before they closed. As we drove away from our
house, I closed my eyes to focus on a very specific and extremely clear
sense of foreboding pertaining to a car accident, with a sense of a vehicle
slamming forcefully in a collision. I turned my entire attention of
thoughts and feelings toward pushing back on this impending car crash, with
my eyes closed, not saying anything aloud at the time. Only after safely
returning home did I hazard mentioning the incident--and then, later that
day, I learned that at the exact time I'd experienced this foreboding, a
dear friend of ours was in a vehicle that was struck by another car. He was
uninjured, but his car was totaled. I couldn't help thinking there must
have been an instantaneous connection between me and our friend at the time
of impact--and I also got a sense that my 'pushing back' on the car that
struck our friend's car most likely helped ensure his safety. So sometimes
we get a sense as to why the feeling of foreboding, and most likely other
times we might be pushing a less-than-enjoyable reality away, in much the
same way as we'd decline servings of food we're not pleased with if waiters
offered them to us in a restaurant.
I Read a Book Before it was Published
Glen
Ontario, Canada
I wanted to share another recent incident, and it's becoming
annoying now, lol! I attached the cover of the Machine Man book I was looking for, in
the last few days. I went through everything, where I store my books and
miscellaneous ones. This is a graphic novel, by Marvel Comics, and I do
strongly remember reading it two years ago. I remember lying in bed,
reading three chapters of it—Machine Man, by Kirby and Ditko:
The Complete Collection. I know I had in my hand, and was physically
holding it, so I checked my past orders at Amazon. There's NO record I ever
ordered it! And I know I ordered it from amazon. So I gave up looking for
it, after seeing that this book will not be released until Aug 6, 2016 this
year. Wow! I'm at a loss for words now. This is tripp'n me out now.
Note from Cynthia: WOW! I've had the experience back in the 1970s
of trying to find a radio station playing my favorite song I loved that I
thought had been super popular, and being completely frustrated that the
song wasn't on any radio station--yet! Then later that same year about
three months later--BAM--it was on all the radio stations, and the
announcers kept saying how it was a new song. I love how you're catching
this shift before the book is even released, remembering having read it and
looking for it, only to find this issue of Machine Man has not yet been
released! I love it!
When I was 14 I went on a school cruise to Iceland and
Norway. My two best friends cancelled at the last moment and I had to go
with girls I wasn't so keen on. I wrote in my diary about what I
experienced every day. Near the end of the cruise some girls stole my diary
but they soon handed it back because it was in German. I had written it in
German instead of in English to keep it nice and secret. They were very
disappointed but I felt nice and smug. What a good idea it had been to
write it in German!
Last week I found my diary again, more than 40 years later, and read
it. I had written it in English!!!!! And all the girls in my group had been
friendly!
Note from Cynthia: What an extraordinary feeling it must have
been for you to read what you'd written in your diary that you have such
strong feelings about--and discover that what you remember having happened
is nothing like what you wrote in your diary at the time at all. Even more
surprising must be the discovery that despite clearly remembering how you'd
written in your diary in German, it is now written in English--in your very
own handwriting! This is very similar to the research I mention in my book,
Quantum Jumps, "Ulric Neisser and Nicole Harsch conducted studies of Emory
University students’ accuracy of recollections of events at the
time of the Challenger space shuttle explosion, starting by collecting
first-hand accounts from 106 students the day after the disaster detailing
how they’d heard of the explosion, what they’d been
doing at the time, where they were, and how they felt. The researchers
followed up with the same students two and a half years later, and were
startled to find that students achieved a mean score of 2.95 compared to a
perfect score of 7. Less than 10% of the students were able to exactly
match their original recollection of events, and over half of the students
got a score less than 2. The most noteworthy findings in this
“flashbulb” memory study were student reactions when
confronted with conflicting accounts. Many students persisted in
confidently claiming that their current memories of events were completely
accurate, even when confronted with their own hand-written journal entries.
One student summed up what happened succinctly, 'That’s my
handwriting, but that’s not what happened.' It’s
important to note that in this new Quantum Age, such cases of alternate
histories are to be expected. They provide evidence of the superposition of
states that we and everything around us exists within, so we can expect to
occasionally see documented records from the past that differ from what we
recall. In the Quantum Age, we understand that seeing our own handwritten
notes that aren’t at all what we remember is one way that
alternate histories become known."
Teleportation on a Walk
Daphne
Alfter, Germany
Another puzzling thing happened to me some years ago whilst
on holiday next to a forest in Germany. I had just had a Chi Massage which
filled me with energy. My husband and I decided to go for a twenty minute
walk in the forest before dinner at 7 o'clock. We walked for about ten
minutes along the familiar path, same as always. Then I noticed I glanced
to the side and saw the long grass stems swaying gently. Next moment we
both got a shock as we seemed to be on a different path. We were somewhere
in the forest where we had never been before. We were completely lost. Our
mobile phone didn't work as there was no connection. It was getting dark
rather quickly. We raced at top speed from one path to the other. We had so
much energy that we didn't feel at all tired. We had no water or warm
clothes as it was summer. How could we spend the night there? I then
visualized that we would be back in our hotel room at 11 o'clock, safe and
sound. I did not dwell on any negative things like wild animals, etc. We
then tried another path and to our great relief it led us out of the
forest. We had to now walk along narrow roads past fields. At last we came
to a motorway and had to walk in the dark alongside it. This was very
dangerous but we managed to reach the town where our hotel was. It took us
another half hour to walk through the town back to our hotel. We got safely
back to our bedroom there at midnight, one hour later than I had
visualized. We were so greatly relieved and grateful!
Cynthia, do you think we went through a wormhole that transported us to the
middle of the forest?
Note from Cynthia: Your puzzling experience in the forest does
sound like you were teleported instantaneously to another location, since
it took a much longer time for you and your husband to return to your hotel
than it took to head out, and since you noticed a moment of unfamiliarity
with your surroundings. Over the years, RealityShifters has reported many
instances of people noticing that one moment they were in one location, and
a moment later quite a distance away--and often this occurs at the same
time as a close brush with imminent danger, so they end up being in a safe
place. I mention instances of teleportation in my book, Quantum Jumps,
which we might expect to witness on larger-than-quantum-particle scales
from time to time, when we recognize that quantum phenomena are occurring
at every level in physical reality.
Beggar Angel
Daphne
Alfter, Germany
Many years ago I was walking through a town in the evening
with my husband. It was very lonely, almost dark and it was raining. We
passed a beggar who was standing in front of the wall of a house. He was
elderly, tall and stood very straight and wore dark glasses. He looked
noble and very dignified. I wondered what such a person was doing there and
felt sorry for him. He had placed a saucer with some coins on the pavement
in front of him and a sign said he was blind. I gave him some money and
walked on a bit. Suddenly I got the feeling I should have given him much
more. I raced back and he had completely disappeared! One moment he was
there, the next he had gone! I looked around but there was nowhere he could
have gone to in such a short time! I took that as a sign that I should
start giving money to charity which I hadn't done before. Diana Cooper
writes about Ascended Masters coming to Earth to help us on our spiritual
path and then disappearing again. I think that might have been what
happened to me! I now give generously to many charities!
Note from Cynthia: There definitely have been reports of people
appearing and disappearing as if in and out of thin air, and these stories
go back generations. I like how your experience with the beggar was
transformative in your life, providing you with incentive to make a
commitment to developing on your spiritual path, and making such a strong,
positive catalytic impact in such a relatively short bit of time.
Invisibility
Daphne
Alfter, Germany
I found that very interesting what you wrote about other
people having invisibility experiences.
Some years ago I was sitting in the kitchen with my husband when our
daughter's friend came in to say goodbye. She didn't seem to notice me at
all and only spoke to my husband and completely ignored me. I really had a
strong feeling that I was invisible to her! Another time I was in a room
with a group of people and stopped and stood next to them. They got a big
shock and asked me where I had come from! It seemed to them that they
hadn't seen me before because I was invisible to them. I was very surprised
by their reaction! The event where I suddenly appeared to the group of
people and surprised them happened many years ago. I can't remember which
seminar it was or what I was doing there. I can only remember how the women
standing in a small circle suddenly noticed me next to them. That is like
"one moment in time" to me. Before and after no longer exist for me. The
other event where our daughter's friend only saw my husband and not me
happened recently. Everything was normal before she came into the kitchen.
Then she only talked to him and said Goodbye only to him. They walked
together to the front door and I followed them. Then she saw me and we said
Goodbye to each other! And I thought, "Oh well, that's just one more
strange thing happening to me!” Whilst I was reading your email
to me about being invisible, my husband came into the room from the garden.
I was sitting at the table directly opposite to him. I noticed that he
didn't see me, so I got up and said "Hello". He was very surprised and
said: "Oh! I didn't see you. You were invisible! I hadn't had time to
mention my thoughts about being invisible. He read my thoughts anyway! I
would like to end with this amusing quote from the book by Charlie Croker,
“Utterly Lost in Translation, Even More
Misunderstandings,” which I was reading later that same day:
Near Ngorongoro Crater, Tanzania “Be aware of
invisibility.” (!!!!)
Note from Cynthia: There have been several reports over the years
through realityshifters of people noticing that they must be invisible,
because other people look right through them and act as if they're not
there. When considering other experiences in which objects appear and
disappear, one can start to imagine that it's possible to exist in a state
of pure awareness, feeling you are completely normal and present, yet
seeming to be invisible or absent to others.
