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Quantum Jumps
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.

Astonishing Power of the Mind
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.


My Wife Received a Text Message I Never Sent
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.

Parallel Realities
Harve Mann

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. 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
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
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

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: 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
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
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

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: 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.

Maintaining Positive Thoughts
Alfter, Germany

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
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
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!

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