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mind-matter interaction MMI, quantum jumping, glitches in the Matrix) on
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Words Change on Police Car
Shelly
Callahan, Florida, USA
I have had some strange things happen to me lately.
Yesterday, I saw a cop car go from having words on the side of it--it
turned around, and then the car changed to having no writing on it, and a
family was inside. Then, I took my children to the beach and met a woman
with two children. We talked a little, and she told me that her YouTube
page was called "5th dimension Vortex." I looked up her page, and she had
videos of healing music, and saw her transform into like an Angelic looking
presence. I feel as if I am transitioning into a higher frequency-- the
unknown---well is just that!
Note from Cynthia: Wow, thanks so much for sharing the experience
you had noticing a cop car going from having words to no writing.
I've seen similar changes on vehicles, and I know when it happens to me,
I'm keenly aware there's been a change, yet I don't always read what the
words were before they change or vanish. Still, it's incredibly
clear that a change has occurred.
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Photograph of Split Realities
Pam
Sweet, Idaho, USA
I am writing to you to share a situation that has happened
to me briefly.
I am sure you are busy and do not want to take up your time. In short, for
about two years, I have been experiencing "strange things." I had no idea
what these were, but was not able to even make sense of things or explain
to anyone what was happening, so I started investigating. Am I glad I did!
So, that brings us to current. Yesterday, I had a strange feeling a
shift or jump was going to happen as it had been lingering for a few
days prior. I was off work relaxing on my patio when it hit and I was
taking pictures of the beautiful countryside I live in. Today I was
reviewing those pictures on my computer as I can see them better then on my
phone and this picture blew my mind! I happened to take it right as this
shift was happening and this is what I photographed.. I have not changed
or altered this photo at all. It is exactly as I took it yesterday. If you
have any insight on this. I wouldn't mind knowing what you think.
There are several oddities going on here with the carport post, the house
and the tree. Weird! There is a lot more to what happened the day I took
that picture. I don't know if you want to hear the whole story or not which
began about a year prior, so I'll just start with the two days before, when
I noticed that I felt out of sync with everything: with time, with my place
where I live, and routines before work. Then going to work is a 12 mile
drive along the river to Horseshoe Bend, Idaho. Everything seemed
displaced, and I felt ungrounded. Completely. I even had a hard time
staying focused on driving, and work was a challenge, to say the least. I'm
a cook. So I just figured I was having an off day; but I considered in the
back of my mind that some kind of time shift might be going on, as I had
experienced feeling this way several times prior. I made it home and got my
horses fed, which even seemed weird somehow, then I showered and went to
bed and woke up every so often. It was not a quiet night in my head. I
felt unsettled; almost surreal, like this wasn't even my bed.
The next day, it was very obvious that there was something going on; I just
didn't know what!
I do not take any medication and am a clean, drug-free person, but it felt
like I was almost walking above the ground. It was my Friday, and I just
wanted to get through work and take tomorrow off, which is the day I took
the picture. So that Sunday morning was completely unreal to me. I began
to wonder if this was even my life I was living. I got in my car, and
began driving to work and I called a friend, because I was so ungrounded.
I considered not going to work, and had to pull my car over and stop, as I
had about hit an oncoming truck because I couldn't focus on the road. It
seemed like my car was driving above the road. I regained my composure,
and took my time getting to work. My whole work shift, it felt like I was
on autopilot. It was beyond strange. I almost couldn't believe it was
actually me cooking and putting orders out, and doing prep work. All I
knew was that I had to keep my balance and stay focused. Literally,
because I felt slightly motion sick all day. When work was over I had a
horrible time driving home in the dark. I was sure that I was going to run
off the road, or that a deer would jump out and I wouldn't see it in time.
I was an anxious wreck. I made it home and did my chores, and again
everything seemed to be on autopilot. I didn't sleep well, but was
exhausted, so I seemed to stay asleep and just remember tossing and turning
almost awake but not; trying to get comfortable enough to sleep. So now
it's Monday, my day off. Yay! I got up early as usual, got my coffee, and
went outside to sit on my patio and enjoy the hills and the birds singing,
and see if any deer were out like they sometimes are in the field here. I
couldn't really tell how I felt yet, just happy that I didn't have to go
anyplace today, and I could just relax. And that's what I was doing. It
was just beautiful out, and in Sweet, where I live, it is so quiet and
peaceful it's almost intoxicating all on its own. I began to realize the
same feelings of surreal and being above ground was over coming my peace
and groundness I had began to feel sitting on my patio with my camera
taking pictures. That is basically what happened when I took the picture I
shared with you. I didnt even notice it when I reviewed the pictures on my
phone. Every picture looked normal. It was the next day when I was
looking at them on my big computer screen that I saw it. My photos
automatically sync to my google account, so I don't have to download or
anything; they are just in my online account. I was shocked when I saw
that photo; it photographed exactly how I had been feeling for the last two
days; out of sync, surreal, and distorted. I decided to go online and see
if others had posted any pictures like that, and what I could find that
might be similar to what I had been feeling. That's when I found your
website, and began reading. It seemed like if I sent it to you, I thought
you might have a comment or explanation as to what I was experiencing; just
trying to make sense out of all this. It's crazy!
Note from Cynthia: Thanks so much for writing to me and for
sharing this photo with me. I've not previously seen a photo quite
like this one, which shows a kind of photographic horizontal mid-line
splice effect--with almost a motion-blur effect going on with the carport
post. Once we've ruled out that there's something wrong with your
camera (such as it sometimes takes pictures like this), then what we seem
to have is photographic evidence corroborating your feeling that a shift
was occurring at that time. I do know what you mean about feeling
energies about to shift, as I've waited to turn my camera on while watching
martial artists sparring at a tournament, when I noticed an upset was about
to occur, since the energies had just shifted. Catching reality
shifts occurring is another area that those of us sensitive to energies can
become aware of, and see what kind of photographs we can get. There is
significance to your having noticed you felt ungrounded during the time
period when you took this photograph; people are most likely to experience
reality shifts that seem random and unexpected when feeling energized and
ungrounded, such as witnessing keys or wallet seeming to move around on
their own. With regard to noticing that you were feeling
differently during that time period, it's been proven that humans have
amazing natural perceptual hyperacuity to environmental stimuli that is
often supressed, as I describe in my book,
Reality Shifts: When Consciousness Changes the Physical World (p.
160). And I include mention in that same book that living with the
waking dream experience of reality shifting around me feels a lot like
walking with my feet in two (or more) worlds. And some shifts can
feel a lot like 'consciousness quakes' to me, showing how it is possible
for everything to change in a moment of time. I've witnessed
objects 'sparkle' themselves into existence many times.
My Shorts Suddenly Had Pockets
Pam
Sweet, Idaho, USA
The other experience I had involved a pair of shorts that
never had pockets. For the two years I owned those shorts, I always
wished that they did have pockets, and I would try to put things in them
when I would go sit outside, only to realize they did not have pockets.
Then, one morning, they suddenly had pockets, and they still do. It
freaked me out!
Note from Cynthia: I love your experience with shorts that never
had pockets--until one day they did! I had something similar happen
with a dress I love that didn't have pockets, until one day it did.
My experience with the dress was really unexpected, and I so appreciate
pockets! I completely understand!
Schrodinger, the Alive Again Cat
Adam
West Palm Beach, Florida, USA
Hello Cynthia, I just saw your new video and when you were
talking about the cat and made me compelled to email you. See, I work for
FedEx. Maybe about a year ago when I would leave FedEx, I would see a cat
that would be wandering around almost everyday in front of the building
gate. Over the course of a couple months, I decided to give the cat a
name; I named him Schrodinger. Maybe a couple of months later or so, I
noticed while leaving FedEx that he was laying on the side of the road,
dead. I felt very disheartened. At that moment, I consciously spoke out
loud, and told myself that I could bring him back by shifting to the
reality where he's alive, or something to that effect. A couple of days
later, sure enough, he was walking in front of FedEx, like nothing was
wrong, and I was very happy. Sadly, I never saw him after that day. Maybe
I shifted to the reality where he was gone again. Either way, it showed me
another example of what we can do as human beings.
Note from Cynthia: Thanks so much for writing to me, and for
sharing your experience seeing a cat wandering around almost every day in
front of the gate--who subsequently died--and then was alive again!
I can totally empathize with how disheartened you must have felt when
seeing him dead. And surely you would not be mistaken in
identifying your friend, Schrodinger, as there likely weren't any other
similar-looking cats in the area at that time. What I've noticed
that helps in locking in reality shifts--especially if you've noticed any
reality shift 'flip-flops' or are concerned about them--is to ask others
who also care about the individual concerned to share in putting their
focused attention and sense of genuine need that that one will be healthy
and just fine.
As a young adult I was neglectful of my oral hygiene. I
believed that I could get away with this because I had hard teeth and did
not often get cavities. What I had not realized was that tooth loss is, not
due primarily to cavities, but to periodontal disease where anaerobic
bacteria harbor under the gums eating away the bony support structure. I
came down with this condition and wound up having gum surgery. This is a
barbaric procedure where part of the gum is sliced off with a razor and the
plaque scraped away.
Unfortunately, this is often not a cure. A few bacteria escape and
slowly breed back up.This is measured by the depth in 'pockets' between
teeth. I met someone who was to undergo his third gum surgery. My pockets
were increasing in depth but I did not want to further surgeries and was
searching for alternative treatments. Sometime in the 1990s my
regular dentist told me that he had received notification
from local periodontist ( let's call him Dr.X ) that he was using a new
non-surgical gum treatment. I immediately made an appointment with Dr.X.
The treatment used a product called Arestin which contained an
antibiotic ( minocycline hydrochloride.) in the form of a goo which was
inserted and sealed into the deep pockets for a week. The antibiotic was
slowly released killing the bacteria and allowing the inflamed gums to
heal. So I had the treatment and it worked, for about 3 years. Apparently,
a few bacteria are resistant to the antibiotic and slowly multiply through
out the gums. So Dr.X announced that if more intensive flossing, brushing,
and mouthwash did not stabilize the deterioration by my next visit he could
try another round of Arestin.
I had dental insurance at the time so would go every
3 months,seeing a general dentist and a periodontist, each
twice a year. Dr.X lived in South Phila, shared an office in Center City
with another periodontist, and was at his Northeast Phila office 3 days a
week. He would hire a periodontist out of dental school who
would stay until he had saved enough money to open his own practice. An
appointment with Dr.X had to be made about 3 weeks in advance. I would
schedule a cleaning just before seeing him. So I was surprised when I
called for appointment and was told I could come in tomorrow. I asked if he
had a cancellation and was told 'yes'.
The senior hygienist cleaned my teeth and measured my pockets.She
noted they had worsened and I could try Arestin again. I said that I would
see what Dr.X thought. She replied," O, he left the practice a while ago."
Now I realized why I got the quick appointment. She said that Dr.X had left
in his notes that Arestin was an option if my gums had not improved and she
know how to administer it. I said OK and had it done. On the way out I
talked about Dr.X leaving with the receptionist. Everyone was surprised and
disappointed she said.
My visit to my dentist revealed that the second
treatment had not worked. These bacteria were resistant. When my next perio
visit was due I had no where else to go so I called the same office
figuring that I'd talk to Dr.X's replacement. When I asked who that was I
was told there was no replacement--Dr.X had never left the practice!
I did not argue; I had been down this road before. I made an appointment
with Dr.X with the intention of taking him aside and asking if he had
contemplated seriously leaving this practice about 8 months ago. But that
did not happen. He was involved with a surgery and only saw me briefly then
sent in the young periodontist who tried to talk me into another surgery.
Analysis: I believe Dr.X carefully considered
leaving the northeast practice. Perhaps his children were grown and
he didn't need to work as much or he was tired of the longer drive and
would just concentrate on the center city practice. Or some other reason,
and at that point, two timelines were created. I traveled down the one
where he left but was switched back to the other.
Later I remembered that when I received that office's bill I
noticed that they had charged the insurance company for an evaluation and
Arestin treatment by Dr.X. When I mailed in my co-payment I included a note
pointing out this dishonesty to them. However, in this reality, he did do
those things and probably did not appreciate my note so was not interested
in chatting with me. Switching realities can lead to misunderstandings.
Note from Cynthia: Thank you for sharing your experience with the
dentist who'd left--and then who'd never left. This sort of reality
shift reminds me of times I've seen business hours and decor that was
different--and then returned to how they were before--with no trace of the
back-and-forth. I describe one such shift of restaurant decor in my
book, Reality Shifts: When Consciousness Changes the Physical World.
And readers have shared reports of roads, houses, businesses, and entire
streets sometimes being transformed and then returning to the way they'd
'always been.' I've occasionally experienced reality shift
flip-flops, where the back-and-forth switching goes on for a few
rounds. Here's a blog post I wrote about this:
Mandela Effects, Flip-Flops, and Reality Residue
http://wp.me/pbqQk-Vc
The following incident took place in the early 1980s. I had
been busy at work and had not attended to paying my bills. So one evening
I set aside time to attack this task. While my wife got the children ready
for bed I repaired to my workroom. I proceeded in my usual methodical
procedure: open the bill, write out a check, enter it into my checkbook,
complete the envelope, place on a completed pile, and then move on to the
next bill. The electric bill, the water bill, the phone bill, my wife's
credit card bill were completed one by one. I then came to a bill from my
stockbroker for about $16. Bank CDs for our two children had matured so I
had him add it to mutual funds set up for their college education. The
shares price was slightly over the amount sent so this was a bill for the
difference. As I was about to write out the check I remembered that the
firm, Sherson, Lehman Brothers, owed me about $300 for an overpayment on
another mutual fund in my wife's and my name. Why should I pay my debt to
them when they have not paid what they owed me? On the other hand, I did
authorize him going over the amount of the CDs sent to him. But maybe I
should not pay it and tell them to deduct it from what they owe us. I sat
there going back and forth in my mind whether or not to pay this bill. The
fact that I was frozen with indecision and could have acted either way, I
believe, is critical to the events which followed. Looking at the clock
shocked me to realize I had spent a half hour in inaction. My time was
worth more than the amount I was thinking about. So I wrote the check. The
company provided envelope with a window in it for the address to show
through was too small for the bill to fit properly. So I folded the bill
and wrote the address by hand around the window, put a stamp on, and went
on to the rest of the bills. I walked to the mailboxand deposited them
that night. I told this story once in an internet chat room and asked if
anyone could guess what happened next. Someone said," Then a UFO landed
and an alien got out." The fact of the matter is, I had never heard
described what followed in any account, real or fictional. To continue,
several days later I received a phone call from my stock broker's
secretary. She said that she had received my check yesterday, noting that
she remembered it because it came in that funny envelope. I held back from
informing her that it was the envelope that her company had provided. She
went on to tell that she had immediately walked down the hallway and given
the check to the comptroller. But today when she has seen the comptroller.
The woman told her that she had not been in her office yesterday, and she
was never given a check. The secretary sounded annoyed and requested that I
make a copy of the cancelled check when I get it and send it to her. I
said that I would, but after I hung up, I had an uneasy feeling. I looked
at my checkbook entries, and found that they were consecutive, but there
was none drawn to the stockbroker. And when my cancelled checks arrived,
no such check appeared. So, I had a memory of doing something which I had
not done. It was not just a false recollection, because someone else had
independently experienced the consequences of this action. As I was a
skeptic at this period of my life, one might expect that this incident
shook up my belief system. It did not. I was aware that ,according to
Quantum Theory, the universe splits or time lines divide when a fifty-fifty
situation occurs. I saw my indecision as meeting that criterion and then
somehow those time-lines became entangled. Almost twenty years later I
related this story in a meeting of a local chapter of IANDS. When I
concluded, two members who had some intuitive abilities became agitated and
strongly asserted that this was a warning to me. They were right; a much
more dramatic and dire reality switch had already happened to me fourteen
years after this first event. But that is another story.I have since become
strongly interested in the nature of reality.
Note from Cynthia: I suspect this type of reality shift
experience could be happening in many peoples' lives, and typically being
dismissed as some kind of clerical error on the part of someone else, or
forgetfulness. Yet clearly, when we start to pay more attention with the
intention of learning more about the nature of reality, these sorts of
experiences can happen more frequently, and with other witnesses present to
corroborate that something unusual indeed has occurred.
