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Your RealityShifter Stories Page 188
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.
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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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.