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mind-matter interaction MMI, quantum jumping, glitches in the Matrix) on
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When You Ask for a Sign
Greg
Kansas City, Missouri, USA
Early last week I was thinking of events and signs I've seen
during my shift of reality in the physical world, and wondered if there
would be any more. So I paused, and said “please,”
and willed a message to send me another sign--I am ready for one. I have
either missed other signs, or there just haven’t been any. The
day before yesterday, I was loading my trailer with granite for a customer
delivery to Lincoln, Nebraska. I share the warehouse with a dog food
wholesaler. A truck and trailer backed into the dock, and I looked up to
see that it was a Holland Company semi, as it was named on the trailer. I
thought to myself that I had never heard of the company, Holland, before (I
used to be a Yellow Freight Dispatcher when I was 19 years old). I
continued to work as some dog food pallets were loaded. The driver walked
in and asked my warehouse neighbor where the men’s room was.
Upon his return to the door to get in his truck, we exchanged
hello’s. The next day, I drove my truck and trailer to Lincoln,
Nebraska and made two customer stops. In the late afternoon I started my
drive home driving straight south on my detoured route from Lincoln (my
normal route is under water, Interstate 35 in southern Iowa and northern
Missouri). So, I was just out of Lincoln into the country on a divided 4
lane highway, in the left lane. I drove up upon a semi truck and trailer
and I looked over at the trailer and it said “Holland.”
I thought 'Oh, one of these in Nebraska, too'. Within that 10
seconds of seeing, identifying and having that thought, on the right side
of the trailer was a green with white lettering, county sign that
identified a turnoff to a town, listing just one town. It said "<--6 miles
Holland.” A wonderfully warm feeling came over me, feeling the
sign from my wish had been delivered. Tonight, I looked up the symbolism
of the number 6, and am very satisfied! Some more info surfaced on the
“Holland” sign. I just talked to my customer
on the phone. This is the customer who I left just before I had my
answered “sign” day as I headed south on that highway
to return home. I told her my “sign”
experience as she knows where the Holland, (NE) 6 miles road sign is as she
drives that highway weekly to go to her other office. She said she
has family that lives in Holland, Nebraska. Also, the previous
owner of her business, “Trump Memorials,” was Dutch.
He would go to Holland, NE, just to speak the language.
He placed many monuments there in the cemetery. Also, I
didn’t let you know, I am married to a “100
%” Dutch woman!
Note from Cynthia: Wow, what a wonderful synchronicity with the
"Holland" signs--I love it! And your experience about thinking about
something--even something you'd previously never seen--and seeing several
examples of it in such rapid succession is such a great example of how what
we're thinking about can suddenly be so ubiquitous in our lives. I
love all these "Holland" connections you have going in your life in general
and on that day in particular! I've noticed that when a topic is that
clearly at 'front-and-center' in my subconscious and conscious mind,
whatever it is will likely show up a good deal more often and more
strikingly than chance would allow. And this kind of effect seems
strengthened when I am feeling especially energized.
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Corky Cat Alive Again
Steve
St. Catherines, Ontario, Canada
I am blown away by the fact that you actually were very sick
around that time and felt that you were close to death. I’m
very glad that you pulled through. In the other timeline that I jumped
from, you didn’t. I’m also grateful for the work you
are doing now with these short videos about reality shifts and the Mandela
Effect. I often post them on my FB timeline. I just watched one where you
talked about a cat that belonged to a neighbor that died and then was alive
again. I had a very similar ME event happen to me. There is a used book
store that I often visit and the owner has a cat in the store with a
deformed tail that looks like a corkscrew. So, the owner had named him
Corky. Every time I would visit the store, I would go and pet him. I love
cats and was always glad to see him. One day I went into the store and he
wasn’t there. I asked the owner where he was and he told me that
one day someone came in the store and while the door was open, Corky ran
out into the parking lot and was immediately run over by a car and killed.
I was shocked because Corky had been in that store for years and the owner
said that he was afraid to leave the store and never went out.
Several
months later, I stopped into the store and there was Corky sitting on a
chair. I was irritated with the owner and said “You told me that
Corky was killed by a car in the parking lot.” He seemed puzzled
and said, “No, I didn’t. I wouldn’t say
any such thing. You must be mistaken.” I didn’t
pursue the matter with him, but Corky is still there today and is alive and
well. I finally managed to get over to the book store on the weekend and
take some pictures of Corky, the cat with the corkscrew tail that was dead
and is now back alive again.
Note from Cynthia: I really love the experience you shared with
me about Corky, the cat. This is such a remarkable experience,
since there's no reason I can imagine that you'd have gotten some other cat
mixed up with Corky, since there aren't any other cats like Corky.
He's one of a kind! I've had numerous experiences where I've
visited various establishments (restaurants and other businesses) where
things are quite different than they'd been before--such as the entire
decoration theme being completely changed--yet the staff assure me "it's
always been this way," or that "nothing's changed." Clearly, lots
of really big things can and do change, and thank goodness some of us are
noticing! Thanks so much for sharing these photos of Corky with
me. Corky is clearly a highly distinctive cat, and not easily
replaced by any random look-a-like, as he's simply one of a kind!
I'm glad you're able to confirm with these photographs that Corky is still
alive and well. I find Corky's return highly inspirational, and I
can just imagine how dearly adored he must be by all who know and love him.
Reality Shifts in the Classroom
Megan
New Mexico, USA
I teach special education/medically fragile students in
New Mexico and have had two HUGE Mandela Effects that involved my
classroom and my students. One was two years ago when I walked into my room
one day to see my clock with big red and yellow dots pasted all around the
outside of it and a piece of tape on the face of the clock over the 11. I
was shocked as I had been in that room for 3 months and there had never
been any dots around this clock before and so I assumed someone had done it
overnight. Just then a teacher friend walks in and I point it out. He says
he knows, he did it LAST YEAR when this was his classroom! I didn't believe
him at first but he told me all about it. The red dots were on the quarter
hour and the yellow ones were for 5 minute increments. I was truly shocked.
Especially the tape of the 11. I'm an 11 lifepath in numerology and that
tape would have been noticed by me immediately! My teacher friend told me
he put it over the 11 to remind one of his students last year when lunch
was. It took me many days to get over that one! The other jump involved a
non-verbal medically fragile student who was in my classroom last year. She
was obsessed with these particular plastic blue shoes that she had with her
in the classroom the year before. I was new to this room and starting the
first week pulled everything and anything we had out to be cleaned and
organized. The toys and activities we used weekly were in 3 tubs that we
cleaned and disinfected daily. From the first day of school only one of her
favorite blue shoes could be found and we searched for weeks and then
months for the other. This student Marissa still
insisted I put the one remaining shoe on her foot and laughed when I would
ask her, "Where oh where is that other shoe Marissa? It misses its friend!"
This went on for months until one day in late March when Marissa crawled
out from behind the tub with a big grin and the second blue shoe in her
hand! The entire staff was shocked and amazed. We knew every inch of our
classroom and what was in it, and certainly that missing shoe was not in
the tubs or room for the MONTHS prior or we would have found it! It was
thrilling to me as I knew Marissa and I had jumped timelines together
although I did share not that with my staff, lol. I took a picture of the
shoe she found (and also the clock I told you about earlier) as "proof"
that it happened! I've also found fancy clothes I don't recall buying and
recently watched the tank on my neighbor's motorcycle change color
throughout the day. It
started as white in the morning—I looked again at noon, and it
was black
(what?) and then later that afternoon it turned into a 2-toned tank
(completely shocking) of white with grey on top. This tank changed 3 times
in one day! I'm an artist and empath teacher so I notice a lot in my
environment and these events confirm to me that there's something pretty
magical and amazing going on in our "reality." Thank you again Cynthia for
leading us through this ever-changing landscape!
Note from Cynthia: Thanks so much for sharing your experiences
with reality shifts in the classroom. I can just imagine how
shocking it must have felt to you to see that your classroom clock suddenly
looked very different, with such colorful markings on it's face--especially
with the piece of tape over the number 11! This is definitely the
kind of thing I'd think anyone would be startled to see, and I can
certainly understand your not believing the other teacher at first that
he'd made those changes the previous year, after you'd been already using
that classroom and that clock for three months. I also love the
return of the missing blue shoe! That reminds me of a time that my
daughter was missing a pair of her favorite water shoes that she'd left at
her grandmother's house when she was young--and we couldn't find them in
her shoe drawer where she kept all her shoes, or anywhere in the
house. I encouraged her to keep looking though, since by that time
(mid to late 1990s), I was well aware of these reality shifts, and I was
noticing that children were excellent experiencers of such things.
So we 'hoped for a reality shift!' and sure enough, the shoes appeared on
top of the pillows on the top bunkbed in her room.
Timeline Shifting Photos
Mauri
Madisonville, Louisiana, USA
it’s Mauri here… We have connected in
the past when I shared a story of a door appearing out of nowhere on the
side of a hill in Colorado. These pictures I’m sending you now
were from JAZZFEST in New Orleans and it was an extremely energized day. In
both of these pictures there appears to be a timeline switch of some
sort. My Face was completely distorted on one side as well as my
hat and dress. I looked normal again a few minutes later. The second
picture also captures a timeline jump. They were taken within four minutes
of each other. went back and referenced my journal from the date of April
29, 2018, (full moon). The entry was quite surprising, as it read
“serious upgrades, shape shifting, dimensional timeline
shifts”. What’s more, I indicated
that I had an awakening experience of being out of my body on Friday
night, while I was sleeping and felt that I was not really in my bed, but I
was somewhere else. While it was not familiar, I was not afraid
and clearly remember seeing and experiencing myself being filled with codes
and energy through my head and third eye. I saw it pouring in through my
crown, in round, vivid shapes and colors. I could feel it being deposited
energetically and physically in to my body. I had quite strange
physical repercussions over the next several days. Keep in mind, I am not
a drug user and have never experienced such a strange phenomenon. Just to
clarify, the pictures were taken on Friday and I had the strange energetic
experience while sleeping on Friday night. What’s curious about
the pictures is that only the people are shifted. You can see that the
homes and the sign and the cement are all still appearing cohesive. It
seems and feels to me that whatever energy I was putting out was
immediately affecting my area and the people I had contact with. It only
seems curious that the places above where my energy was not contacting were
not affected
Note from Cynthia: Thanks so very much for describing some of the
details from the day you took the anomalous photographs at JazzFest in New
Orleans. The diagonal zigzag running through your face in the photo
is rather subtle, and I needed to closely examine it before noticing how
your mouth and face and the strap of your bag were all clearly affected by
this photographic anomaly. The other photo depicting a street scene
with many people really looks distorted--to the point that I'm not entirely
certain how the scene actually appeared. Evidently the energetic
changes you noticed so clearly later that evening may have already been
well underway. I've noted that on high-energy days, I'm much more likely
to witness reality shifts. This is part of the idea behind
spoon-bending parties, to ensure there's plenty of good energy before the
spoon bending part of the party really begins. When we're
energetically grounded, we can then experience enjoyable reality shifts and
quantum jumps, in keeping of what we'd likely most enjoy (so we don't end
up losing favorite things, or experiencing equipment malfunctions).
Toward the end of my writing columns for the
newsletter of the PA state chess federation I decided to feature some
unusual material. One choice was a column on ghosts and chess. I had two
incidences in mind to write around. One was a game which Viktor Korchnoi
played through a medium against a deceased master from the past. That was
written up rather widely. The other was a tournament game early 1900s U.S.
champion Frank Marshall played in Europe. After the first
session, the game was adjourned, to be completed the following morning.
Before going to bed,Marshall set up the position in his hotel room
and considered it. He felt he stood better but did not know how to proceed
to demonstrate an advantage. In his sleep, he dreamed that he
was visited by Wilhelm Steinizt, the deceased former world champion, who
then described the winning procedure for that position. The next
morning Marshall verified the analysis went down to the
tournament room to win the game. I had read of the incident
in Marshall’s “ My Fifty Years of
Chess”. However, when I searched through the book this time I
could not find that account. I possess very few chess books and this one
was special because it was given to me by my father when I was about ten or
eleven years old. If I was familiar with any chess book it would be this
one. Yet, although I was certain I had read it there, that story no longer
appears in this book. Unable to find it, I abandoned that envisioned
column. The reason it is significant now is because someone wrote in the
current Chess Life that he found Marshall's original manuscript
buried in a drawer at the Marshall chess club in NYC and that
account was included, although it does not appear in the published book. I
find the USCF website easier to navigate now, and was able to retrieve Andy
Soltis' column:
http://content.yudu.com/A2lo9d/ChessLifeJan2014/resources/index.htm?referrerUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.uschess.org%2Fcontent%2Fview%2F12498%2F221%2F&skipFlashCheck=true
I wanted to ask Soltis about this as he had written a book
on Marshall but I didn't have a direct address for him. Too
late now. I had played him in a tournament and on another occasion had him
as a house guest.
Note from Cynthia: I love the way you remember having read in a
book your father gave you about chess master Frank Marshall's dreaming
about how to successfully respond to a particularly challenging move by his
opponent--despite the book now apparently not ever having included that
story! I've also witnessed changes in books and other written
material, and know from first-hand experience how surprising it can be to
no longer see something in print that you know for sure you read in that
very book before.
When I dress I sit on the bed with my clothes to my
left. After removing my sleepwear, I put on my underwear first, then my
socks. That's my habit but it makes sense when it is chilly. Particularly
here, as I was going to put on a pair of very tight socks. They are thick
socks which fit tightly and have to be inched on slowly. After putting on
my underpants I picked up a blue tee shirt. The logo was faded so I had to
take time to decide which was the front. Upon putting it on, I felt a mild
jar and on looking down, was astonished to see that my socks were on! What
I believe had happened was that the timeline of me putting on those socks
had been fast forwarded through. How? Why?? Was it just my timeline or the
whole world's?
I see that you have discussed this phenomenon. I had never heard of it at
that time.
Note from Cynthia: Your experience discovering that your socks
were on your feet even though you had not yet put them on is amazing.
I've not (yet!) had an experience quite like that, although I have
witnessed clothing I was wearing be transformed while I was wearing
it--such as a time when a dress I was wearing switched back and forth
between having and not having pockets. When I experience reality
shift flip-flops, I gain a really strong sense that our true identity is in
the form of pure consciousness, allowing us to occasionally travel through
parallel possible physical worlds.
