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Physical World, and Quantum Jumps: An Extraordinary Science of
Happiness and Prosperity.
Astonishing Power of the Mind
Daphne
Alfter, Germany
That is a good idea about your dog! It is lovely that he can
see clearly again thanks to your supporting thoughts and helpful like-
thinking friends. That's a lovely new way of healing! And perfectly
possible. It reminds me of when I was a teenager and was upset about
something. I broke out in large red spots and my father took me to the
doctor. In the waiting room I played about with the spots on my arm. I have
no idea why I did that but I placed my finger on a place on my arm where
there were no spots and a spot appeared there! I repeated this many times
all over both arms, saying, There's a spot and a spot appeared! Another
spot disappeared to make room for the new spot. When I later saw the doctor
he explained to me that is was psychosomatic. The mind is indeed very
powerful. Another time when I was about ten years old, my mother gave a
friend of mine from a higher class a lift home. She began to talk about the
symptoms of diphtheria. The more she talked about them, the greater the
impression they made on me. I suddenly developed all the symptoms of
diphtheria and got a panic attack. My mother had to stop the car and a
policeman came up to us and I told him I had diphtheria and could hardly
breathe! They were both able to reassure me that I didn't have this illness
and I quickly calmed down and was well again. After that my mother decided
not to give this girl a lift again! Many years ago something needle-like
went into my finger when I was gardening. I never saw what it was. It might
have been an insect bite or a thorn. I didn't see any insect and there was
no thorn in my finger. It hurt very much and quickly swelled up. My doctor
was no longer on duty and I didn't want to disturb him as it was the time
of an important football match. Next day we went by car and boat to
England. I sat in the car and spent the whole time looking at the swelling
on my finger. It had filled with pus. I showed it to my husband and
children and said to them, "Look, it is getting bigger and bigger all the
time!" They looked at in in wonder. As soon as we arrived at my parents' I
raced to the doctor. He was amazed when he saw it. It was really big and he
quickly called his colleague to look at it. He gasped in amazement. I got
pills and it took a very long time to heal. A few years ago exactly the
same thing happened again with my foot. I was walking barefoot in our
garden when a needle seemed to go into my foot. Again I saw nothing. This
time I reacted differently. I said to myself, "I am certainly not going
through all that again!" I completely ignored it and asked my body to heal
it quickly, which it did!
Note from Cynthia: Thank you for sharing your experiences having
to do with the amazing power of the mind. People who are easily
suggestible, as can be determined by hypnotizability tests, seem likely to
be susceptible to psychosomatic symptoms as you encountered with diphtheria
and the red dots on your skin--and I suspect those same people might also
be excellent candidates for experiencing the benefits of the Placebo
Effect, such as the Harvard Program in Placebo Studies (PiPS). I mention
the connection between the amazing benefits from placebos and a healing
method of quantum jumping to a preferred reality in my book, "Quantum
Jumps," including summaries of several research studies, and some quantum
jumping exercises to play with and benefit from this.
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My Wife Received a Text Message I Never Sent
Mauricio
Caracas, Venezuela
I am from Venezuela, and would like to consult you an
experience that I have had recently and maybe you can enlighten me.
I while ago, I had thought to send a text by mobile phone to my wife when I
was returning home and getting closer, but I did not actually send any text
messages.
Once I arrived at home my wife told me, “I have just received
your text!” I said, “I did not send you
anything.” She took her phone and showed me the text on her
phone—and then she immediately took my phone, and there was the
sent text! I know for sure that I did not send that message on my phone,
unless I am getting mad! Could I have traveled to my future, and sent that
text message in that realm without noticing it?
Note from Cynthia: Thank you for sharing your experience in which
your wife received a text message that you never sent. While it may have
only seemed strange to your wife that you denied having sent it, it must
have seemed extremely strange to you that she got a text you know you never
sent! This sounds to me like an excellent example of your having moved
between a couple of different realities. It seems to me that we constantly
move between different realities without noticing changes, much the same
way we go to a movie theater and watch individual frames of film projected
on a screen one at a time, but get the impression we are watching events
smoothly flowing.
Thank-you for your wonderful and inspiring videos. I have
observed the Mandela Effect for several years. One of my most profound
experiences happened a few years back when I noticed on Myspace that a girl
from the Middle East had me listed as one of her top twenty favorite
musicians. The next day I went back to her site. To my surprise, while the
graphics were identical, her name was different and I was no longer on her
list. Around the same time I found two paintings done by German artists
dedicated to me, one of them including lines from one of my songs. I copied
one of them and put it in a scrapbook in two parts. When I went to show it
to my nephew some time later, the painting was there but the part that
mentioned me had either fallen out or vanished. I went back online to
recopy it and it could not be found. I believe the universe allows for
greater differences in realities for people you're not likely to meet or
talk to. The other painting will still occasionally pop up, but my attempts
to contact the artist have brought no results. While I've been a full time
entertainer my entire adult life I am very far from a household name. Yet I
have more than a few times discovered things on line which would indicate a
far greater success. A song I wrote in the 90s is called PARALLEL REALITY.
https://youtu.be/WRYdICLy0wM
Among other tales, I recently found out that a close longtime friend has an
entirely different detailed memory of the year and place we met. When I was
18 I had a gig singing at a summer resort in a town I'd never been to
before. A girl I got to know told me that she had met me there the summer
before. I could go on. Thanks again for the wisdom you share and I look
forward to reading your books. P.S. Does anyone out there remember Hanukkah
being spelled with only one k?
Note from Cynthia: Thanks so much for writing and for sharing
your song about Parallel Reality--I love it! Thanks also for sharing your
experiences seeing changes to the painting that used to include lines from
your song, and your friend having an entirely different detailed
recollection how the two of you first met. Now that we're entering the
Quantum Age, it's time we realized that the past can be fairly changeable,
and lots of people are starting to notice alternate histories. Great
question about the spelling of Hanukkah. It looks the same to me, but
that's not to say lots of people haven't noticed a change in its
spelling!
Snoopy Watch Synchronicity
Tracey
USA
I have a story that I want to tell you and thought of you
when it happened. I was at work yesterday in our break room and this woman
said oh my watch is five minutes slow again in passing. And I thought she
needs a battery and then began thinking about when I was a kid how watches
didn't have batteries and we wound them. I then thought about my Snoopy
watch I had and my sister had a Mickey Mouse watch. (I didn't say any of
this out loud.) So right now I don't have a watch to wear because my band
broke and I cannot check the time on my own because I'm a blackjack dealer
and can't step away from my table. One of my managers walked by so I asked
her what time it was. And she said to me. "Looks like it's time for you to
get a Snoopy wind up watch" I about fell over! My question is is this law
of attraction? Synchronicity? Just keep thinking I'm supposed to get
something out of this but I don't know what. Haven't thought about a Snoopy
wind up watch since I was a kid and now I'm 45. Lol. So it's been a while.
This wasn't her reading my mind. She made comment about the watch half an
hour after I had thought about it. :) Crazy!
Note from Cynthia: Wow, I love your experience! One thing we
least think about with regard to synchronicity and reality shifts is who we
truly are. We tend to assume we're constrained to our bodies, and that we
think entirely with our brain--yet the truth of the matter is that we reach
out to and embrace others as part of our shared identity in ways that
enable us to think along with them, much like birds of a feather flocking
together. Whether your manager was 'reading your mind' or you were 'reading
hers' doesn't matter so much as the underlying truth that you are able to
think with others and share information.
Picture of my Dad and his Rank Changed
Rusty
Greeneville, Tennessee, USA
My father was a drill sergeant during Vietnam. Even though I
was born in 1981, was still raised by a former drill sergeant which lead to
me doing things just a hair different than everyone else. Little things
like taking my hat off the minute I walk inside a building, noting time in
24 hour increments instead of a split 12 using am/pm designations, and
noting dates as day/month/year instead of month/day year. I’ve
done all of those things from a very young age. My first hint that
something had changed was one day back in December, when I noticed that my
watch had slipped into AM/PM time. No biggie, I just reset it back to 24
hour time and didn’t give it a second thought—until
December 23. It was a Wednesday, and my wife was getting ready for work
when she asked me for a check to pick up some stuff that we had in lay away
for Christmas (we don't celebrate as family until New Years, so it wasn't
pressing). I wrote the check and dated it like I had my entire life. She
looked at it and handed it back to me, asking me if I were OK, and pointing
out the date. I'm like "You've been my friend for 20 years and we've been
together for 8 years. I've done this my entire life.” She just
chuckled and took the check. This kind of messed with me so I went back
through my carbon copies of the checks, and in the three years worth of
copies I had, almost every one of them was dated month/day/year. I was
like, “What the #*$)%.” I told my best friend about
it over a hard apple cider, and he asked if I were OK. I'm like "Yeah, I
just feel like I’m losing it,” and he's like,
“You must to be drinking hard cider.” I looked at it
and told him I have a gluten allergy (I have for like 10 years), and he's
like, “Wtf? We shared a pitcher of beer two weeks ago?!”
When he said that, I could kind of remember it happening, because I had a
hair too much and I remember the bartender asking if he could call my wife
for me. So David joking brought up the Mandela Effect and still brings it
up every time he sees me—but the more I learn/research/think
about it I think it fits. Then in January I noticed that a picture of my
dad had changed in my hallway. It was taken in Germany during the Vietnam
War when he was already a sergeant standing propped up against his tank,
except in this picture he was a corporal standing propped up against a tank
recovery vehicle (it's still a tracked vehicle like a tank except no turret
instead it has a fixed boom for towing tanks in for repair and for putting
tracks back on in the field). When I asked Dad about it, he says that he
was offered the rank of sergeant to re up his contract while he was in
Germany, but decided that he had been away from the farm for too long. He
even showed me his dress uniform with corporal rank on the shoulders. *mind
blown*
Note from Cynthia: Thanks for writing to me and sharing your
experiences with the Mandela Effect and reality shifts. I can totally
appreciate the way you keep time on a 24 hour clock and write the day,
month and year, as these things make a certain degree of logical sense from
an efficiency standpoint. To see that suddenly there's been a change in the
way you've always done these things definitely stands out as an "Aha!"
moment that "you're not in Kansas anymore." The showstopper is that picture
of your dad that now shows him dressed as a corporal, not a
sergeant--standing next to a tank recovery vehicle, not a tank. And now
he's always ever only been a corporal?! Wow!
Remembering Larry Hagman Having Died in the 1980s
Barbara
USA
I know a lot about the reality shifts. I experienced the
moment that it happened. You are the only one that I have come across who
remembers the death of Larry Hagman. In my reality, he died in the 80's
because of liver failure. He had a liver transplant, and his body rejected
it, and he passed from complications of that surgery. I also remember
Ernest Borgnine passed in the 80's. His wife Tova was on a shopping
channel selling cosmetics. She and the host were speaking about her
husband's death. I felt so badly for her that I purchased her Tova
cosmetics.
Note from Cynthia: Thanks for sharing what you remember about
Larry Hagman's death in the 80s, due to liver failure, following
complications from surgery. You and I aren't the only ones who noticed that
Larry Hagman died and was later alive again, as I first mentioned in my
1999 Reality Shifts book, and a few years later in a survey conducted on
the realityshifters site in July 2005 shows:
http://realityshifters.com/pages/archives/jul05.html Thanks also for
sharing what you remember about Ernest Borgnine passing away in the 1980s
also. I've been noticing remarkable shifts in reality since the 1960s, and
am grateful that people are now talking about this subject. I'm also
grateful that scientific theories and experiments are starting to provide
us with a bit of an explanation regarding what is going on, at least as
well as could ever be expected when studying 'the science of miracles.'
;-)
Stevie Wonder Alive Again
John
Palm Desert, California, USA
Something weird is going on, because Stevie Wonder, the
blind piano player, died last year. I remember seeing it on the news! And
this year I find out he's still alive? I remember it on the news,
he’d just had a concert a week just before he died, which was a
shock to his fans. A week later at work, I heard on the radio from CBS news
that Stevie Wonder’s cause of death was from cancer. I was
living in California at the time. I forgot to write the date Stevie Wonder
died; I believe it was in July, because I remember thinking,
“Man, that sucks; he died and he'll miss the fire
works.” So it was somewhere between the last two to three days
of June and the first few days of July 2015. Another strange thing is that
the police cars in the 1980's used to say on the side frame just above the
driver side front tire, “To Serve and protect.” This
is what I noticed on the movie called the Terminator with big buff Arnold,
from the 1980’s. Anyway, I was watching the film I bought at a
thrift store, after 20 years I noticed that same slogan on the police car,
and noticed the slogan on the car was different; it said “To
serve and protect the community.” This is strange, because cop
cars didn't start having this until between 1995 & 2005.
Note from Cynthia: Thank you for describing what you remember
about Stevie Wonder having passed away in late June / early July shortly
after a concert performance. And that's interesting about the change to the
slogan on police cars!
Robert De Niro, Big Rig Wrecker Driver
Art
Texas, USA
I never shared this with anyone before. One day my big rig
broke down in NE Pennsylvania. I waited for quite a while and when I saw
who showed up you could have knocked me over with a feather. I looked
around for hidden cameras - there weren't any. It was none other than
Robert De Niro. It wasn't a lookalike. It wasn't someone like him. It was
him and he was driving a big rig wrecker. I stared at him so hard I nearly
bored a hole in his head. He had the talk, the facial expressions, the
mannerisms, everything! No question it was him. I was dumbfounded. Today I
know I had slipped into another timeline, a timeline where Robert had never
gone to Hollywood. He was always one of my favorite actors and this guy was
no close resemblance—it was him! I felt too stunned and awkward
to ask him too much. I knew I had likely already made him uncomfortable
from the intensity of my staring.
Note from Cynthia: Wow! What an amazing experience to have seen
Robert DeNiro in some other reality, as a big rig wrecker driver! I wonder
if he ever does method acting where he does a job for a while before doing
a movie--but I don't think I've heard of him doing that. How extraordinary!
This is such an amazing experience you had with the alternate Robert De
Niro, so I completely understand being so stunned at the time that it would
feel awkward to ask anything other than about matters at hand. I probably
would have been staring pretty intensely, too, and that would tend to make
someone feel a bit uncomfortable. I've not yet heard much about celebrities
being seen in other lives--but I have heard from people who've told me that
they've seen me doing things I don't have memories of having done--such as
giving a talk/lecture at UC Berkeley back in the early 1980s when I was
majoring in physics there at the time. So it seems perfectly possible that
any and all of us might from time-to-time be noticed in alternate lives
with different majors and careers! Over the years I've also heard from
people who have either seen themselves (going the opposite direction on a
road) or have been seen by others who swear they were wearing different
clothes or in a different place, doing different things. This has happened
too often to be dismissed, and clearly is evidence of something rather
significant, if these reports are to be taken seriously.
Shift in Dark Shadows and Highway Non-Crash
Dana
USA
I've had two vivid experiences. The first one happened in
1971 when I was 14 at the time. I went to see the first Dark Shadows film
after the soap went off the air in TV. In the film, the entire Collins
family was killed by a stake; I remember vividly that Joan Bennett's
character was staked in a large chair in the woods. That scene struck me as
strange, even in context with the film. Over the years I've the film edited
and unedited—nowhere does this scene exist—and no one
including the people I saw it with remember it. Minor, but it's always
bugged me. My second experience happened in the late 1980’s. I
was late picking up my wife; at that time I was racing down the highway
doing 95 in a 55 mph zone. I was stuck in the third lane with no way out,
when suddenly, about five car lengths ahead, a car from the second lane
forced it's way into the third. Suddenly every car in both lanes locked
their brakes and were swerving all over the road. With nowhere to go, I
knew I was dead. I locked the steering wheel straight ahead, closed my
eyes, and knew I was dead—understand there was no way through.
But nothing happened. I opened my eyes and saw the road was empty. I looked
in my rear view mirror to see all three lanes were stopped. There were cars
in the median, cars smashed into the ledge wall, there was no way through,
and here I was sailing along at 95 mph! Over the years I've heard that this
has happened to other people, but not to anyone I know personally. Well
that's my story. Love the newsletter and your YouTube site. Thank for all
you do.
Note from Cynthia: Thanks so much for sharing your experience
surviving what you expected would surely have been a deadly, high-speed car
crash at 95 mph, finding yourself somehow miraculously teleported to safety
on a clear and open road. While such a thing seems impossible, I have heard
of several similar teleportations-to-safety-when-about-to-crash experiences
over the years. I share them in my book, "Quantum Jumps," and also on the
"your stories" section of the realityshifters site at: http://www.realityshifters.com/pages/yourstories.htmlhttp://www.quantumjumps.com Your
experience noticing a missing scene in the Dark Shadows movie based on the
TV show is intriguing! It seems unlikely you were mixing this movie up with
anything else, and your impression of the missing scene seems quite vivid
and rather inexplicable--unless you actually watched some other version of
the movie in some other reality. I can relate to your experience, since
I've had experiences where movies I knew quite well used to include a
memorable scene unlike any other and which definitely was not part of any
other film or show--and later when I watched the film, the scene was gone.
Sadly, I think the nocebo effect is
more common than the placebo effect, but more and more people are finding
out about it which is wonderful. Twenty years ago my father got Motor
Neuron Disease and he went to a specialist. He gave my father a medical
book about MND and it said on the cover: strictly only for doctors. He said
my father might find it interesting so he read it. It gave a detailed
account of the various stages of the disease. After reading the book my
father's health deteriorated very rapidly and he died within six months.
Usually one lives for two years from the outset of this illness. About ten
years ago I was careless enough to have a flu vaccination. Two weeks
afterwards I got extremely ill. My doctor knew my father had had MND and
suggested I might have inherited it from him. He gave me the names of some
websites where I could find out more about MND! (I didn't do that!) That
night I lay in bed and couldn't go to sleep. I felt a few moments of
extreme terror at the thought of having it. But then I began to control my
mind. I said very strictly to myself that I certainly didn't have it! Two
weeks later I underwent electric shock treatment at a hospital to determine
whether I had it or not. The answer was a firm NO! The doctor then asked me
if I had had a flu vaccination recently and when I said I had, she said
that was probably the cause! I spent the next year in great pain and could
hardly move, sit or lie down. I have a very good doctor and he didn't want
to give me cortisone. I didn't want any pain killers as I wanted to keep an
eye on the pain. I decided to go traveling around the world to take my mind
off my illness and so I went all around Argentina, to Mallorca, Teneriffe
and many other places. I took homeopathic Medicine, said mantras, did faith
healing. Suddenly I was well again and didn't even notice it. If I had had
negative thoughts things would have turned out very differently, as we
create our reality with our thoughts. I watched my thoughts like a
hawk!
Note from Cynthia: Thank goodness you took a vacation to take
your mind of negative thoughts! It seems highly likely that you saved your
life, and I wish more doctors would be considerate toward patients, rather
than sharing worst-case scenarios. Here in America, with so many people
filing malpractice lawsuits, doctors are actually more likely to share such
bad news, thinking this way the patients have been warned. But what about
the terrible outcomes resulting from being 'warned'? Especially when the
warnings themselves, as you point out, bring on horrific cases of nocebo
effect! I am hoping that placebo/nocebo research at places like Harvard
will help sort this out, so doctors can stop being so negative and
un-hopeful.
Visiting a Restaurant for the First Time I’ve
Been to Before
Daphne
Alfter, Germany
We went for a day's outing to Linz, a pretty little town on
the River Rhine with many very old houses. We decided to have lunch in the
Spanish Restaurant there. We went inside and the waiter showed us to a
table for two and gave us each a menu. My husband said we had been here
before. I looked around but couldn't remember anything about it at all. I
tried really hard to remember it but couldn't. The waiter returned and took
our orders. I ordered hot tapas. Then I went to the washroom. I always
order my food first whenever I go to a restaurant and then I go to the
washroom after that. I went down some stone stairs and walked through a
room with tables and chairs for larger groups of people. Wine bottles were
on shelves next to the stone walls. There was quite a musty smell. I tried
really hard to remember all this. How could I have forgotten it? I went to
the washroom and when I came out I walked through the cellar room again and
up the stone steps and I remembered that I had been here before! It all
came back to me very clearly! I went back to our table and saw the waiter
handing us our menus. I said we have already had our menus but my husband
said, no, we just got them! I smiled, recognizing the reality shift, and
ordered hot tapas again!
Note from Cynthia: Thank you so much for sharing your experience
visiting a restaurant for the first time that you'd been to before! I'm
especially intrigued by the way you were striving to recall having been to
this particular restaurant previously when the waiter said he'd seen you
there before, and how only upon returning from the restroom after having
placed your order did it seem to be a bit familiar. I've also experienced
some reality shifts in which I go from a state of only remembering one
particular set of events, to remembering a different set of events as
having occurred (such as having previously visited a restaurant, or having
already placed an order for tapas). It seems when we go from remembering
things one way to remembering them another, we ourselves are experiencing
being in a superposition of states, such as we describe quantum
particles.
Cristiano Ronaldo Soccer Star Shift
Joanna
Rotterdam, Netherlands
I personally had an awkward shift with a very famous soccer
player, Cristiano Ronaldo. I clearly remember that I’ve read on
the gossip website that the "mysterious" mother of his child was a waitress
who he had met in Amsterdam. I clearly remember having conversations with
friends about it and reading about 20 times the gossip story on the
internet, thinking it must have been a pretty Dutch waitress from with
origin/background from the Netherland Antilles, because the kid actually
looks like he could be from such a background. How cool will that be! It
also seemed logical, because the girl moved to the United States of America
after he paid her 10 million, or something. A lot of Netherlands Antilles
people who I know are loving the United States—especially
Miami—because it’s close to the Netherlands Antilles.
Now it turns out that this story completely has gone from the internet. Not
a trace of it! Now it turned out to be a American waitress with an English
origin who he met in America!
Note from Cynthia: That's fascinating news about your remembering
how the mysterious mother of Cristiano Ronaldo's child having been from the
Netherlands before, yet now she's from the United States of America. And of
course, all signs of previous news reports of events the way you remember
them are now gone! Good job making note of this change, with the details
you recall from before. Chances are quite good that you're not the only one
who noticed this bit of news!
