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Reality Shift Shock
Laurie and Marc
Cape Coral, Florida, USA
I love your monthly E-zine and your YouTube videos.
I want to write about yet another reality shift or parallel universe my
husband and I experienced about a month ago. It took us a long time
to process it in our minds, and we still cannot make sense of it, except
that it must have been a reality shift. Thursday is our normal trash pickup
day by the city. There is an exception to this rule when there is a
holiday during the week. In that case, the trash pickup day is put
off a day. For example, if Monday is a holiday, then they pick up
the trash on Friday instead of Thursday. This always has been true and it
is on the city’s website as a fact, too. Nothing has changed.
Well, I am not sure what holiday it was a couple of months ago, but Monday
was a holiday, so on Wednesday evening we did not put out the trash and
recycling bins like we usually do for early morning Thursday pickup.
However, we noticed that several of our neighbors did put out their trash,
and we always chuckle at how some people never remember the exception for
holidays, that trash pickup is the day following the normal day.
So, we had our laugh at the neighbors who put out their trash on Wednesday
night. Well, it turns out that the joke was on us!
Normally, on Thursday mornings when they make the rounds for trash pickup I
can hear those big trucks early in the morning in the distance before they
get to our neighborhood. The brakes are very squeaky and when the
automated arm picks up the bins and dumps the contents into the truck it is
loud enough to wake me up, even a couple hours before they get to our
area. That Thursday morning it was quiet as a cemetery with no
truck noises and hardly any traffic noises at all as a matter of fact.
That reassured me that there was no trash pickup that day, and confirmed
the fact that the pickup would be a day late as expected because of the
holiday on Monday.
Well, when my husband came home from work and when I drove around running
errands, we both saw that those people who left out their trash and
recycling bins had been picked up on Thursday! The trucks had not
even been in the neighborhood! When they are picked up, a lot of
them fall over on their sides, and the lids are left open, so we can see
that pickup was done. We saw that every driveway that left trash
out had the bins picked up! We thought for sure that we screwed up
by not leaving our trash out or that there was a new schedule for trash
pickup that we didn’t know about.
So, Thursday evening we decided to put our trash out anyway, despite the
others being picked up that morning. To our astonishment, the same
people that put their trash out the day before put their trash out AGAIN on
Friday along with us, and everything was picked up AGAIN from the same
people the day before and ours was picked up as well as the whole
neighborhood’s trash and recycling!
What's so weird is that there was no trash collection that Thursday, yet
the people who had trash bins and recycling bins out were picked up because
most of them were tipped over and empty. I was home all day and didn't see
or hear trucks on Thursday. You can't miss the noise they make! So how did
the few people's trash get picked up on Thursday, and why would they put
out their trash again the next day for pickup? It's all spooky to me!
We are still stunned at this. We figure we got involved in some
parallel universe or shift in reality. Since both my husband and I
noticed this anomaly, we figure this is not a figment of our imagination or
a lapse in memory. What do you think?
Note from Cynthia: Wow, your experience with witnessing two trash
pick-up days in a row is truly amazing. It reminds me a bit of how my
mother has noticed that over the years, trash day seems to come sooner and
sooner--until the point that "It's always garbage day," but the only place
I've visited where that actually proves to be true was downtown Manhattan
in New York City, where that much garbage really does need to be hauled off
each and every morning. Your description of all the details associated with
evidence of witnessing your neighbors' trash having been picked up a day
early sounds detailed, and it's also worth noting that both you and your
husband observed numerous signs that there had been a Thursday morning
trash collection that week, despite the fact that apparently the garbage
collectors returned to collect trash again the next morning as well. You're
right about all the noise those garbage trucks make, and how obvious it is
when they're around, due to the din. Thanks so much for sharing this
experience, as I'm sure you must not be the only ones to have noticed
garbage-day related reality shifts, and I'll be interested to find out how
many others have observed similar discrepancies.
Disappearing/Reappearing Nail Polish and
The most amazing thing happened last Friday. I went to Iowa
to visit family, among other things, and I took a bottle of nail polish so
that I could touch up my nails while I was there. On the way home, I lost
that bottle of nail polish. Just to give a few details, the nail polish
came open in my purse, and leaked onto the bottle, causing one of my hair
barrettes to get stuck on it. I arrived home on Monday, and I went through
all of my things when I got home, looking for that nail polish. I dumped
the entire contents of my purse out onto my bed, but the only thing I could
find was the paper napkin I had wrapped the bottle in to keep it from
getting all over everything. My purse was not a large purse, and I emptied
EVERYTHING out of it looking for that nail polish. Monday night I slept
over at a friend's house. On Tuesday morning when I got back home again, I
searched my car, my suitcase from Iowa, and again my purse, and found no
nail polish. On Wednesday morning (this morning), I had to go to whole
foods to do my monthly volunteer work to pick up food donations for the
homeless. I always go to the bakery department first, where they always
have a shopping cart loaded down with large garbage bags full of the
donuts, bagels and pastries they have collected for donation. Today there
were two large trash bags full of donations, and the bags were so heavy I
could barely push the cart. I took NOTHING in with me but my car fob which
i had placed in my pocket. I left my purse in the car, because I knew my
hands would be full and occupied with the grocery cart. Anyway, I pushed
the cart outside to my car, and started unloading the donuts. The bags were
so heavy i could hardly pick them up, and so a man stopped and helped me
get them out. When we lifted the last HUGE trashbag out of the cart, there
was my nail polish bottle with my hair barrette attached to it! How the
heck did that nail polish and hair barrette get into that buggy underneath
all of those heavy bags?!? I took absolutely nothing in with me, because
it was pouring down rain, and i did not want water to ruin my nice leather
Coach handbag, or my phone. So where did that nail polish and barrette come
from? That just blew me away! The hair barrette was not actually attached
to the bottle--it was just in the bottom of the buggy with the bottle.
Isn't that interesting? You can see by this photograph the size of the nail
polish compared to the size of the purse. That large of a bottle of nail
polish would've been easy to spot inside that purse when I dumped it out.
I was wearing a pair of tight jeans--well not skin tight, but you
know, normal jeans for a woman, with a T-shirt a scarf and a raincoat. I
had not seen the nail polish for two days, because the last time I saw the
nail polish was on Monday and it reappeared on Wednesday. So the clothes I
put on on Wednesday morning were not the clothes that I wore on Monday.
There is no way that nail polish could have gotten in those clothes! It is
just an amazing event to me. I can't stop thinking about it. Just to make
it clear, there was nothing that I had on Wednesday that I wore in iowa. I
did not have on the same clothes and everything that I had in Iowa
was still packed in my suitcase at home. I cannot make any
connection whatsoever with anything in my possession on Monday with
anything in my possession Wednesday when I went to Whole Foods. There is
absolutely no connection whatsoever for the nail polish to be transported
to that buggy by me. I did not take the coat to Iowa. The only
possible common thread was my purse, but my purse was emptied out on my bed
on Monday and Tuesday looking for that nail polish. I cannot imagine that I
would not be able to find it in my purse. My purse is small and there's not
much inside of it. Not to mention the fact that my purse was left in the
car when I went inside the store, so there was absolutely no connection
with any of my personal items and that shopping cart!
Note from Cynthia:Thank you SO much for sharing your amazing
experience--how truly extraordinary!
I love how you describe the sequence of events leading up to the surprise
return of your nail polish--in the buggy for the food donations!
And obviously if the nail polish and barrette were clipped to your hair or
coat or something, or up your coat sleeve, you would have noticed. I'm
especially impressed that you were not wearing anything that might possibly
have been hiding a sneaky nail polish castaway that could then later fall
out into the cart--and there's no way it would have been able to leap out
of your purse all the way over to the buggy, either. And since you'd
already completely emptied out your purse, and you'd left your purse in the
car at the time you noticed the nail polish showing up in the buggy, that
seems just about impossible. So once all other possible
explanations are exhausted, that leads us to your having experienced some
kind of teleportation event involving your nail polish and hair barrette!
This photo makes the whole situation crystal-clear for anyone who might
possibly still be incredulous. And if that's the nail polish in question,
it's SUPER obvious that it will stand out if it's in the purse, thanks to
it's brilliant color! .
PK Ability After Seeing UFO
Farmington, New Mexico, USA
Thought I would tell of one day back 2000 when I was in Farmington, picking
up my nephew to bring him over to visit. Heavy rain was pouring down, and I
went driving to pick up my nephew, who was seven years old at the time. The
clouds were a thick grey. I happened to look up, and saw that there were
two metallic, grey zeppelins, that were circling each other and moving
across the sky at a high rate of speed. I watched as they traveled
from East to West, rapidly covering a lot of ground. My son was a teen
then, and he witnessed the same thing. My nephew then got into the car, and
we went to my house. When we got home, I sat at the kitchen table, and for
fun balanced a pencil on the rim of a drinking glass. I thought that I
could move the pencil if I concentrated hard enough, so I moved my fingers
towards the pencil. To my complete astonishment, without touching the
pencil with my fingers an inch away, I held my breath. I saw the pencil
spun slowly, and moved slowly. I called my son and nephew over to show
them. I balanced the pencil again. My nephew reached his hand over toward
the pencil and didn't touch it, and it moved. Then my son tried it, and it
moved again. This kinetic energy lasted over thirty minutes, if that's the
proper term. Then the effect dissipated. We tried and tried to move the
pencil balanced on the rim of the drinking glass, to no avail. We couldn't
move the pencil without touching it.. Some how the UFO type zeppelins
exerted an electromagnetic field that effected out bodies enabling my
nephew, my son and myself to exert telekinetic abilities artificially. What
prompted me to balance a pencil on the rim of a glass? I have tried on
several occasions to see if telekinesis was actually possible. I suppose I
tried balancing the pencil just to do it not having any sort of inclination
that the said craft would have any residual effect. And it was entirely a
surprise that the pencil moved at all. I was astonished to see this happen!
Note from Cynthia:Thanks so much for sharing your experience with
having seen a couple of zeppelins in the sky, and experiencing post-UFO
HIPPA is now HIPAA
HIPPA used to be well known as the Health Information Patient Privacy
Act. I saw someone receive an "update or download". I asked
her what HIPPA is, she stated as above...then I told her it was HIPAA.
"No that's correct people just misspell it HIPPA." She was a
Congressional aid when it was legislated, and completely believes it was
always HIPAA. I showed her the flip flop article. "That's
just a typo.". I pointed out a typo would be consistently wrong not
both wrong and right. I found the actual legal law and it is half
and half....yet she would rather believe that it was a typo!
Note from Cynthia:Wow, you're right--this poor author does look
incompetent, now that HIPPA has mysteriously become HIPAA.