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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.



Buzz Aldrin
Astronaut Buzz Aldrin
Buzz Aldrin Alive Again
Mary
New York, New York, USA

Hope all's well with you, and thank you for all your information about shifting realities. Mine just shifted again--I distinctly remember astronaut Buzz Aldrin dying last year, and the Facebook post I wrote about him, including a picture of him wearing a t-shirt saying "Get your ass to Mars". But he was at the NJ Hall of Fame Awards last night, and my post is nowhere to be found! Have any of your other readers reported this? Here's a link to the awards last night, including video of him:
https://www.northjersey.com/story/entertainment/2018/05/06/springsteen-joins-stars-asbury-park-new-jersey-hall-fame-induction/568812002/

Note from Cynthia: Wow--thanks for alerting me to Buzz Aldrin being alive and well as of May 2018, now at 88 years of age. This is news to me, as I recall his having died last year, too--although I don't recall the details about him wearing a T-shirt as you describe. I'm really happy to see him alive! Last month in April 2018 I was stunned to hear that actor Morgan Freeman had made a comment on a news story, since I also remember that he passed away in 2017, but now he seems to be alive and well at 80 years of age. When some of us notice celebrities being reported dead and then alive again like this, I can't help but wonder at how long these kinds of reality shifts have been happening before they were noticed as much as they are now, thanks to our being able to share these experiences via the internet. American author once quipped in 1895, "The reports of my death are greatly exaggerated." Buzz Aldrin was a big deal to me personally because when I was a little girl in the 1960s, my family watched the Apollo missions when they aired on TV, and astronauts were heroes on those amazing missions to the moon. 


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The Scream jewelry
Jewelry Reality Shift
Bev
Austin, Texas, USA

So, a favorite, fun necklace disappeared from my hanging necklace stand a year ago. I always hung it on the stand. It was just a chain with a cool closeup pic of The Scream. I looked for it everywhere off and on all year. Yesterday, I glanced up at the stand, and there it was, facing out towards me. I had not worn any jewelry in months, so I had not touched the stand at all (and I had checked the stand for it many times during the year). Just amazing. It came back!

Note from Cynthia:Wow, that's really amazing that one of your favorite fun necklaces came back after having vanished inexplicably a year ago! I love the way you've been checking the stand, with awareness that sometimes things do come back, and Voila! It's back!


Amazing Synchronicity
Nancy
Lexington, Kentucky, USA

Last Friday, my mother got a check in the mail for $142.26 from St. Joseph Hospital, but it said, "Catholic Health Initiatives" on the envelope and check. The strangest thing about it was, I had just paid the gas bill by phone for $142.00! Was that just a coincidence? When my mother emailed the accounting department, they wrote back telling her that it was a refund for something, but never said what. The bad news is that the next day, she had to go to the hospital with chest pains, a swollen left ankle, and shortness of breath. They let her out yesterday afternoon, but they won't know what's really wrong with her until she has a heart cath on May 17. We think it was thick blood, because she was prescribed a blood thinner with low-dose aspirin, but we know that it wasn't another heart attack (she had a mild one on March 4, 2012) or they would have told her. She had high cholesterol and high triglycerides. She is taking Atorvastatin, the generic form of Lipitor. Something that happened just before ties in with it, though. I was talking to my mother, and told her that I was going to take her blood pressure twice a day for two weeks before her appointment with her heart doctor. Before we left the hospital, they gave her a new appointment, and told her to have her blood pressure taken twice a day for two weeks before. What does it mean when you talk about something and it comes to pass? While we were in the hospital, the day before yesterday, my sister and I had just walked through the doors at the hospital when she saw her friend, whom she hadn't seen in almost 30 years sitting in the lobby. She walked up to her and asked if she was Ruth Hedges, who used to live on our street, and she said she was. They talked awhile and she didn't look much different than she did when she left town. On our way back up to our mom's room, she told me that she had just been thinking about her a while before. What does it mean when you think about someone, and then you meet up with them?

Note from Cynthia:The simplest answer to your query about what it means when you talk about something and it comes to pass, or when you think about someone and then meet up with them is that you've just experienced synchronicity. I posted my article about synchronicity on the realityshifters site here:
Synchronicity: Consciousness Plays with the Physical World
http://realityshifters.com/pages/articles/synchronicity.html
Swiss psychologist Carl Gustav Jung once wrote, "The creation of something new is not accomplished by the intellect but by the play instinct acting from inner necessity. The creative mind plays with the object it loves." Jung coined the term synchronicity to signify "the simultaneous occurrence of two meaningful but not causally connected events.



Vanishing Twigs
Brian
Lilburn, Georgia, USA

I am sitting on a log in the woods in Helen, Georgia. A campfire is going well; I am not buzzed. I pick up a little twig from the ground. It is me, the fire, and a three inch piece of wood. It is dark; my friends are roasting marshmallows. I start thinking, “What is this twig doing here and what can I do with it?” I say to myself, “the twig can burn; it can be thrown into the fire.” I say to myself, “it can burn--or get shorter. It can grow. It could still be part of the tree it fell from. But here I go: it could do something else. It could get shorter--much shorter. It could disappear to which it came--a struggling suggestion to say the least--but suggestible none the less. I looked at the twig with the fire as the background; t appeared to get shorter, then longer--a little bit to speak of. Stay with me. I noticed a strangeness around me. I thought out loud, “The twig CAN disappear to which it came, but how?” I pondered this suggestion for about five minutes. I pondered still. Then it came to me. I put the twig behind my back. I twirled it a little. It felt as if the twig itself was changing its actual shape, and texture too! It felt like a worm momentarily, and felt like it was acquiring leaf-type structures; but why I thought? I thought, “how could the twig disappear without the fire?” Here is how; I thought "out of sight, out of mind.” I needed to maintain contact with the twig, but I could not see it. I could not rely on being able to see. The twig was getting shorter and longer with the fire as the background--visually speaking--I held my hand out and opened it. I placed the twig into my hand, and closed my hand around the twig--aka piece of tree. I knew what was happening; in my thoughts, the twig melted away like a piece of ice with no water to show for the collapse. I did not see it vanish. I felt it on my closed hand. I did it again, with another twig; same experience, same result. The twig had vanished--disappeared to which it came--a superfluous concerning I know, but it gets even more familiar. I asked one of my friends, Justin, to come over. I said, “Justin--bend down and pick up a little twig from the ground.” He did as I asked. I then told him to turn on his flashlight, as I also did. I said to him, “hold out your empty hand and open it.” He stood there with the lit flashlight in one hand, and the twig in the other. I said “do not move the open hand.” He said OK. We shined our lights onto his open exposed hand. I said, “don't move anything whatsoever.” He said OK. I said, “now show me the piece of wood in the other hand.” We both saw it and agreed. I said, “Now, without moving either of your hands, put the twig into the open hand, but do not close that hand.” He put his twig into his hand, and we both saw it there: his hand--the lights--the twig all together. Justin is holding the little twig. I said, “now, Justin, close your hand but do not move it from the light and out of our sight.” He did it--then a bewildered look came onto his face. I specifically asked him, "What did you experience?" He said " it is gone" I replied to him, “what does that mean.” He said, "it means we are dreaming." I said "yes." But what else does it mean. He said, "It means we control the fire." I said " yes--be careful with that." I said what else. He said, "It means we control the weather." I said be really careful with that idea. I said, “Justin, it means something else, doesn't it.” He said yes it does. He paused for a twenty seconds or so to hit his cigarette. He said " it means something else doesn't it Brian. I said yes it does. I paused. It does. He emplored me to finish. He said, “Okay man, what else does it mean?" I said well, we are dreaming. We control the weather; we control the fire; and.yes something else.” He said what else. I replied in a delighted mood, "Justin, it means there is no death. We only create it so we can have peril and suspense.” He said " really?" I replied. "YES." He immediately ran his hand through his hair and walked off away from the fire and flashlights, for just a moment. I immediately surmised that for a few moments he was relieved from the monkey of knowing that one day he will die, as we all will, and that one day he might believe in death again. But there is yet even more to deal with as I stood there in the dark with my experience, and pondering the subtle ramifications of missing twig on the mountain in Helen Georgia. I thought, “wait a second.” I grabbed another twig; I tied a long piece of dental floss to the new twig and I proceeded to put the twig into my hand and close it. The twig disappeared as expected, but the floss remained--seemingly suspended in space. I was left holding one end of the "string" and the other end floated in front of me into what appeared to be empty air. I got scared and excited at the same time. I immediately realized that the other end of the string was still tied to the twig which looked to me as having disappeared. I had one end in my right hand and a straight string extending in empty air seemingly tied to nothing--that I could see. I took my disable end and tied it to a small tree. The other end looked like it did not exist and was tied to the empty air. I moved my hand down the string which I no longer had to hold until I came to the part suspended in midair. I said screw it. I decided to take a chance. I ran my right hand toward the empty space with it string, and I immediately felt another hand in the invisible other side. I jumped--freaked out for a second and started crying. I never cry; I panicked. I cut the floss string and freaked out some more. I can only tell you that the other hand I magically touched was also mine: two right hands; my right hand hand a mole on the index finger--it was mine--apparently--after years of study and wondering. I have decided that a string was connected between two parallel parts of reality and it was stable. The next morning, while still on the mountain I woke up and noticed Justin sitting bear the creek rubbing his feet. I said what a night he said no shit man. I said what is wrong. He said, “yesterday I had about half a dozen plantars warts I was dealing with on my foot, and now they are gone.” I said oh shit. I asked him if any doctor had ever treated them. He said yes. I said, call the doctor later, when you get home and ask him to review your record for what he recommended for treatment. Two days later Justin came over and said the doctor never saw him for the warts. He said no record or memory existed for the two visits over the plantars warts issue. My synopsis stands as this: the twigs were not displaced from their universe path.  The fact is that Justin and I both were displaced from our original universe. The mountain that I went that night for logic sake had ten thousand and four twigs on it; the one we came down only had nine thousand nine hundred and ninety nine. The he twigs did not transport--we did. The mountain I went to camp on is not the mountain I drove down on; differences exist. And I have me and another witness, with physical evidence. But here is the kicker: when I tell people about the evening, a smart person will say “you're making that up.” I say thank you for thinking I am that smart, then they back off that assertion. I say it like this: if it did not happen, where did the idea for the story come from. It happened. And I nor Justin are not from here--this Earth and places just look awful close. Like Spock would say in that one episode, the knock out gas does not work but it must work. Since it does not, the bullets from the guns are not real and we cannot be killed from them (in the OK Corral episode). This is not my universe; it cannot be. The twig count is off, and twigs--pieces of wood must be either be eaten, burnt, or rotted away--not just disappear. All I need to "quantum jump is a pocket full of twigs, and a mouth to fly them by.

Note from Cynthia:Thank you for sharing with me your experience of witnessing twigs vanish that you place in your hand and that your friend, Justin, placed in his hand while roasting marshmallows with friends over a fire up in the woods in the Georgia mountains. I love how you describe your state of mind, immediately prior to engaging in your experience with seeing and feeling twigs and Justin's Plantar warts vanish. There is a principle in quantum physics known as the Quantum Zeno Effect, which is something similar to the "watched pot" phenomenon. Essentially, as long as an observer is constantly checking, checking, checking, checking on the state of a particular quantum system, it is possible to "lock it in" to a particular state of being amongst many possible states. This can be done through attention, which seems to correlate well with the way that people observing such seemingly improbable things such as someone previously dead being alive again typically notice people in the periphery of their lives being alive again, rather than immediate family or household members. I've also noted that being open-minded with regard to witnessing reality shifts is very helpful for experiencing such things, as is attaining a daydream, theta brainwave state of mind, while simultaneously feeling energetically charged. After observing these types of shifts in reality for the past two decades, I'm aware that many of the phenemona we associate with "the quantum realm" below the Planck scale actually can and do occur in ways we can witness on the macroscopic scale--and it also seems clear to me that who we are is actually consciousness, and as consciousness we can and do frequently 'travel' between possible physical realities based on what and how we choose to make observations.  With regard to tying a string of floss to a tree and feeling along that string with your right hand until you touched an invisible hand--I've not (yet) had such an experience. I have felt the presence of my own future self, and felt a sense of what she wished to communicate with me, however--and have also at times been witnessed to bilocate while daydreaming of being somewhere else--so I am familiar with some aspects of what you describe. I write about how to enter into such a reality shifting state of mind in my book, Reality Shifts: When Consciousness Changes the Physical World and also in my book, Quantum Jumps: An Extraordinary Science of Happiness and Prosperity. One key factor that seems most helpful in experiencing such things as twigs vanishing into (or appearing out of) thin air is recognizing that all of reality is like a dream that we can awaken within. Such thoughts when fully believed with an open mind truly can ensure people will experience some absolutely astonishing reality shifts and quantum jumps, as I've been researching and documenting at realityshifters.com for the past 20 years.


Disappearing/Reappearing Scissors
Jean
Farmington, New Mexico, USA

Just now I looked in the kitchen drawer for a pair of scissors; I moved receipts around, and nothing. I looked in other drawers, and then came back to the same drawer--and right before my eyes, there's a pair of scissors laying on top of the receipts. Well that just happened minutes ago. I was just focusing on finding the pair of scissors. I know that I looked in the kitchen counter drawer, shifted receipts around, and nothing. Then I went from room to room. I needed the scissors to cut some thread to a sewing needle. Than I thought perhaps I could use a nail clipper. So I went back to that same kitchen counter drawer. I opened the drawer, and then right there they are, sitting on top of everything. “Impossible!” is what I was thinking; they are in plain sight. No way could I have missed them. Thanks to our awareness of reality shifts. Now I wonder if I can make a 100.00 dollar bill appear in my wallet. Wish me luck.

Note from Cynthia: Wow--you've just encountered the classic 'disappearing/reappearing' reality shift, truly one of the most frequently experienced types of reality shifts. While this sort of experience may occur rather often, I still find it every bit as extraordinary when it happens, especially when I know I was looking (and sometimes even using my sense of touch/feel as well) very carefully. I'm definitely wishing you luck with regard to finding $100 in your wallet!


Four Mandela-Like Anachronisms
Margaret
Massachusetts, USA

There have been some oddities in my auto-biography. Some anachronisms, little things I clearly remember as happening 3-5 years before the internet says they happened, and happening differently. These would be closer to mandela effects. There are four of them.

(1) In my final year of high school (1980-1981) I was required to take a class in Physics as a graduation requirement. Most of my classmates were teenage boys who nowadays would be called "science nerds". But I considered them "junior chauvinists", because they treated me with what would nowadays be called "sexual harrassment". But they kept getting away with it despite my complaints because those were different times and because they were honor students the school did not want to punish. So all I could do was find them annoying and avoid them whenever possible. During the 1980 christmas vacation, apparently they all went to see a double feature consisting of the two following movies: "Motel Hell" and "Lust in the Dust" (which they considered a "funny" dirty western-comedy) After graduation in 1981, I never saw, or heard from, any of the junior chauvinists again. I have never personally seen either of those movies. Nor did I ever want to watch any movie(s) they liked. But recently while trying to write my auto-biography, I looked up those two movies on the internet. "Motel Hell" https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Motel_Hell Release date October 18, 1980 -check-. "Lust in the Dust" https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lust_in_the_Dust Release date March 1, 1985--timeline problem. How did they make sexist comments to me related to their watching "Lust in the Dust", 4 years before that movie was released?

(2) In 1986, I happened to watch a movie titled  "Terrorvision". Which was a foolish comedy-horror, but at least it was not especially nasty or sexist. I recall very clearly that the song "Channel Z" by the B-52's was played during that movie's end credits. I liked "Channel Z" so much that I remembered it, and I later bought their album "Cosmic Thing" because it included "Channel Z". But looking up details on the internet https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/TerrorVision Release date February 14, 1986 https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Channel_Z_(song) Released 1989 They are saying that "TerrorVision" never included any music by the B-52's, and that "Channel Z" was not even recorded until 3 years after "TerrorVision" was released.

(3) During 1987 and 1988, I was employed at a job where, just down the hallway, a radio played all day long, tuned to a local pop-music station. During that period of time, they often (2 or 3 times per day) played a particular song. Which the DJ always said was titled "Seventh Avenue" or maybe "Second Avenue", by the group "Devonsquare". I did not really like the song, but I remembered it anyways due to the number of times I was forced to listen to it. After 1988, I no longer worked there, and the jobs I worked at did not include all-day radio music. Checking recently on the internet, there was a group named "Devonsquare", but they never recorded any songs named "Seventh Avenue" or "Second Avenue". Just to be sure, I contacted two members of "Devonsquare", both of them said they never recorded any such song. And for my investigative efforts they reacted like "she's crazy". But, the internet says singer Rosanne Cash wrote and recorded a song called "Seventh Avenue"- in 1993. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Wheel_(Rosanne_Cash_album) Released January 19, 1993 I found it on cd, and the words are the same as the song I remember from 1987, but the music and instrumentals are different.

(4) In September 1997, I had several facials appointments with a beautician. Which took up to an hour each, and we had nothing better to do than talk about anything we thought of. She was younger than me, she said she was 22. At one point, I mentioned pop singer Taylor Dayne. Whom she had never heard of. Though Taylor Dayne was not that much out of date, she was most famous around 1990-ish, when my beautician would have been 14. Then she said " oh you must mean Taylor Swift, she's great, I have all her albums" Later on, that evening, I went out on the internet, the 1997 internet. Trying to seach for "Taylor Swift". I found absolutely nothing. So I wrote in my diary " who is Taylor Swift ", and then I forgot about it, because it was not totally important to me. I eventually heard of Taylor Swift, but I did not pay much attention, because I was not a special fan of hers. Until 2009, when Taylor Swift was getting a music award, which was ruined by some guy named Kanye West. I saw a video clip of that, and thought "she is a lot younger than I expected, why did I think she was older?". Then I remembered how my 1997 beautician mentioned Taylor Swift, and I went back to look at my diary entry. Then I checked on the 2009 internet, and read about her life. Something like this-- https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taylor_Swift Where it says she was born December 13 1989, and did not take an interest in music until she was 9 years old. But in September 1997 when my beautician mentioned Taylor Swift, she was still only 7 years old, she had not yet developed an interest in music, and she had not recorded or even performed any songs. So where did my beautician's 1997 comments about Taylor Swift come from? - I guess that is it for my list of mandela-like effects. Most of the usual mandela effects people report are not part of my experiences. For example, the exact spelling of "Berenst**n Bears". I have no idea of how it used to be spelled. I was not part of the age group the "Berenst**n Bears" sold to. I only remember that at the time people verbally pronounced it as though it were spelled "Berens-teen". If people start having Mandela discussions about the spelling of "Paddington" or "Teddy Ruxpin", those I know how to spell. Concerning Nelson Mandela himself, what I recall from way back when was- That he was arrested and spent a long time in prison with nobody being allowed to see him. And that with no proof of his still being alive, a lot of people thought he had probably been killed in prison, but nobody knew for sure. And then one day, he was released.

Note from Cynthia: Thanks for sharing your experiences noticing discrepancies between movie release dates, song release dates, a song with identical lyrics now released by someone else, and a beautician knowing of Taylor Swift before she was well-known as a singer. I've heard of similar reports to all of these over the past twenty years that I've been researching and documenting such things, which may provide some reassurance. I'm intrigued by the way some people notice many reality shifts such as these, yet might not recognize much of anything being different with regard to some of the alternate histories and Mandela effects that are generally more widely recognized, such as Nelson Mandela being alive again after having died while incarcerated.




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