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.
LinkedIn and Computer Cable Shifts
Jo
Bournemouth, Dorset, UK
Thanks for all you do and are continuing to do in the
world. I would also like to experience Terrific Twenties myself - and for
all of us - and I'm keen to ask 'how good can they get?' Anyway, I thought
I'd also mention that I was surprised to learn about LinkedIn from one of
your readers, Mary. For me, the name has always been without the 'e' . I
remember being irritated by it's absence because it didn't make sense, and
lo and behold, I now discover that for others it's always been with the
'e'. I'm discovering lots of small shifts now to the extent that I wonder
if the Universe is preparing me for bigger shifts to come. It's only a
thought but I do wonder why there are so many now. One typical example is
of a happening a few minutes ago. I noticed that my computer cable wasn't
working properly to keep my battery charged. So, the battery was starting
to go down and I thought I needed to make sure the insertion site was well
connected. It was. So, I thought, did I need to change the fuse or get
another cable from somewhere? I tried the apparently faulty cable in other
sockets. It didn't work whereas my work lamp in the same sockets did. So,
I gave up and accepted that I had a faulty cable (this 'surrender' seems to
be key for me in shift experiences). After a few moments, I tried again (I
don't know why because surely the cable was broken?!) and hey presto, the
cable started to work and recharge my computer battery again. It seems
silly and small but spooked me into thinking "Was that a shift"? I think
it might have been, because it defies sensible logic as far as I can see.
It's a comfort to read of others' experiences in your newsletter and helps
me keep a sense of connection and sanity through massive world changes
going on right now. With gratitude & wishes for a wonderful 2020 to you &
yours.
Note from Cynthia: I'm so glad to know how much you appreciate
my work and ezine--that means the world to me! Thanks for sharing that
you remember a different spelling for LinkedIn, without the "e." People
are experiencing lots of little shifts, and that suggests to me that we can
make bigger ones when and as we need them. Your recent experience with
your computer cable is such an excellent example of that, and I love how
you noticed accepting the situation as it appeared to be, and took a break
for a few minutes, before trying again. This, to me, seems analogous to
turning the spotlight of "observer" focus away just long enough for the
cable to adopt any status it may, choose, no questions asked. In other
words, you gave that system a chance to what quantum physicists would call
"decohere," before again returning your observational focus of attention,
at which point you could successfully lock in the desired state of your
cable working again. Such shifts may defy classical logic, but they
correspond beautifully with quantum behavior. And everything and everyone
is part of this universal set of quantum reality.
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Ving Rhames Alive Again
Nicole
Broomfield, Colorado, USA
I had a Mandela moment recently. I was watching a movie with
Ving Rhames and remember reading about his passing. I looked him up and he
is still very much alive. How cool is that! Especially for him!
Note from Cynthia: How wonderful indeed to see that Ving Rhames
is still with us! As just this past year, scientists are gaining physical
evidence in favor of the idea that we can have parallel adjacent realities
co-existing side-by-side at the same place and time, it's possible that we
each are capable of witnessing highly personal reality shifts and Mandela
Effects--which is to say that Ving Rhames might not even have noticed any
near-death moments at all.
Sudden Rescue
Ann
Copenhagen, Denmark
I’m a Danish journalist.
Way back, when Yugoslavia still existed, I drove through the country with
my husband. There is a certain dangerous road in the middle of the country.
I was very nervous about going down this road, because a Danish truckdriver
had fallen into the abyss there.
It is a two-lane road. On the one side, there is a cliffwall, on the other
an abyss.
My husband were at the wheel. We were driving south with no traffic in our
lane. In the opposite lane a lot of traffic - going quite fast in spite of
the fact, that cars were tailgating.
At an upcoming curve a giant truck, 18-wheels I guess, were coming towards
us. He was going fast and had no possibility to get into his proper lane.
Because of the curve he couldn’t have seen us coming towards
him, when he had decided to pull out in our lane.
I knew we were going to die. We saw him right in front of us, and then a
cloud engulfed us. But we were alive, yet we couldn’t see
anything. The car were covered in a greyish substance. But we were still
moving, which were very dangerous because of the nearby abyss to my right
side.
My husband stopped the car and rolled down the window. We could see the
truck in its proper lane. Cars were still tailgating. There were absolute
no way, this monster truck could have gotten in there without smashing 8 to
10 cars.
I had been opening a packet of cigarettes when we saw the truck coming.
Later, when we found a small place to stop, the cigarette-pack was gone. I
looked everywhere for it, believe me, because I really needed a cigaret! It
is odd, but that is the thing that puzzles me the most.
We examined the grey stuff on the car. We first thought the chrome had been
completely destroyed, but it turned out the stuff simply vanished, when we
touched it, like very fine ash, only we didn’t get it on our
fingers. It just vanished.
We swept it off with a cloth. The feeling were extraordinary. Like in the
edit function on photos in an iphone or ipad. There is a tool that allows
you to write on a photo. If you regret, you can use an eraser to remove
your writing. This feeling you have when you erase the writing, like it
just vanishes into thin air, it was exactly the same feeling I had
sweeping this grey substance off. Like it wasn’t really there.
Left no markings on the cloth either. Yet it had covered the car and
prevented us from looking out.
Of course this was prior to iphones, but as I years later use this function
on an iphone, I always think of the incident.
Note from Cynthia: Thanks so much for sharing your experience
driving on a Yugoslavian two-lane road between a cliff on your left and an
abyss on your right, when a giant truck swerved into your lane, headed
directly toward you, as it rounded a corner. That does sound like you
averted an almost certain head-on collision quite miraculously. This type
of experience is one of the most frequently experienced, yet seldom
discussed types of reality shifts that people have reported to me over the
more than 20 years I've been researching this phenomenon. In fact, after I
gave a talk to a group of about 100 people a couple of years ago and
mentioned this type of experience of seemingly being "teleported to safety"
on the other side of some oncoming vehicle, about seven or eight people
came to tell me afterward, "That exact same thing has happened to me."
I've noticed that much of what we consider to be the "bizarre" behavior of
quantum physics particles sometimes appears to be happening on our
larger-scale macroscopic reality. We know that quantum particles often
behave like waves; we see quantum particles sometimes in a superposition of
states; we witness quantum particles 'tunneling' through solid matter; we
observe quantum particles appearing to teleport across vast distances; we
witness observations in the present moment influencing quantum particles in
the past; we see entangled particles moving simultaneously in response to
being observed, even when they are separated across great distances (what
Einstein called "spooky action at a distance"). People have also observed
exactly the same kinds of "weird behavior" on the macroscopic scale. The
experience you describe is very similar to many other first-hand reports,
with the exception that you are the first person I have heard mention a
grey substance.
Signs from my Soulmate
Leyland
Montreal, Quebec, Canada
These experiences assure me that we live on after physical
death. Helga my soulmate, died 28th December 2017. In all the 15 years we
knew each other we never had a single fight and we used to play hide and
seek like children, and frighten each other, and skip like kids. When she
died she was 80yrs old and I was 64yrs old. Helga went into a coma after
she fell and hit her head. After a long fight with the hospital that wanted
to give her no water so she would die, I was able to bring her home. I fed
her the best I could thru a tube that went into her stomach. But I had no
help from doctors. It was a horrific experience, doing everything for her.
She slept in a hospital bed I rented and I slept next to her on chairs
lined up. One night sleeping next to her I started dreaming, but it felt
like it really wasn't a dream. It felt real. I felt pulled out of my body.
Then I saw Helga and we hugged as if we were both ghosts. We flowed into
each other! Then I felt like I was falling ten feet down. I opened my eyes.
At the same time, Helga opened her eyes! You can say it was a coincidence.
But Helga was in a COMA! She couldn't open her eyes. The fact that we
opened our eyes together at the exact same time is very mysterious and
wonderful. We looked at each other for a minute or less and then Helga went
back into a coma. That gives me a lot of comfort. It is proof to me that we
have a spirit within us that can come out of our body exactly as Jesus and
other sources say. And when she died, her face looked like she was seeing
something wonderful and beautiful. Another proof - Helga and I often saw a
red Cardinal bird out the window of her apartment. The bird was in a tree
about 50 meters away. When I moved into my parents' house after Helga's
death, a red Cardinal came to nest across the street about 50 meters away.
In the 50 years we have had this house, a red bird has NEVER appeared. When
winter came, the bird disappeared. But on Helga's birthday, even though it
was winter, a red bird came again for a minute. On the first day of spring,
about TWENTY birds came in the tree on my parents' lawn. I yelled to my
mother and she too saw the birds. They filled me with hope that I will see
Helga again. I have since learned that Cardinals are said to be sent by
loved ones who have passed on. A third proof that shows me that Helga is
still alive... A month after Helga's death, I went with my mother to
Ottawa, another city, to visit my sister. I was very depressed and cried.
We had reached town and were about fifteen minutes from my sister's house.
I felt that I could not continue and my thoughts were on Helga. Helga and I
had a habit of looking at the license plates of the car in front of us. To
distract myself, I looked at the car right in front of my car. The license
plate said SCHATZ. I couldn't believe my eyes. I even asked my mother to
tell me what it said. She also said SCHATZ. Helga always called me SCHATZ
which in German means, treasure, sweetheart! My sweetheart! My sweetheart!
Never by my name. Maybe in Germany one may see a license plate with SCHATZ.
But we are in Canada. People speak english. There is no word "SCHATZ" in
English. My friends in Germany have told me they have never seen a car
license plate with this word SCHATZ. Maybe in Canada it's the only car with
this license plate! I am not even sure the owner of this car is Canadian.
It could come from Mexico for all I know. For me to see it, my car and the
other car had to be in the same country, in the same province, in the same
city, at the same time. If two cars were ahead, I would not see it. And if
the car was behind me, I wouldn't see it. But this car was right in front
of me. If I didn't think about seeing license plates, I wouldn't see it. So
many things had to happen at exactly the right time and place to see this
unique license plate with the word SCHATZ! The probability of this is
astronomical. Impossible. But it did happen. And my mother saw it too, so I
didn't hallucinate. The next event may be nothing more than chance. But it
is also interesting. For my Father's memorial service—he died
about six months ago, my family went to a church in another city. We saw a
woman enter and she chose a seat behind us. Then after about five minutes,
she got up and came to sit next to me. After the Mass/Service she decided
to talk to me. She said we have no reason to fear Death. I asked her how
she could say such a thing. Do you know something I don't? She said that a
few years ago she fell into a coma. Later on she was pronounced dead by the
doctors. But she surprised them when she revived and came out of the coma.
She told me that in the coma or dead she saw a bright Light that was bigger
than the Universe. It was intellegent and full of love. She asked this
Light who or what it was. The Light said it was Jesus. She then asked the
Light if she could approach. Whereupon she entered the Light. (I guess that
was when she died.) She said she also saw people filled with blue and pink
light. I told her that Helga also had been in a coma. She said she felt a
need to communicate with me. I have tried to calculate the odds of meeting
this woman. What made her get up and sit next to me? How many people go
into a coma? 1 in 10,000? Of those how many are pronounced dead but later
revive. 10 in 10,000? And come out of the coma? 100? 500? in 10,000? Of
those how many remember what they experienced? I guess not many. One tenth?
Most of us can't even remember dreams! Of these how many see a Light filled
with love? One must also calculate the odds of an encounter between two
people in which a coma is relevant to both the speaker and the listener.
Surely it must all work out to 1 in many millions. I hope my account brings
hope and comfort to anyone who has lost a loved one. I know I will meet
Helga again.
Note from Cynthia: Thank you so very much for sharing such a
beautiful description of witnessing signs from Helga after she'd died. I
agree with you that love never dies, and the love we feel for one another
knows no bounds, absolutely no bounds at all. I've had intense experiences
of this nature, such as this one I wrote about keeping a promise to a
friend after he died:
http://realityshifters.com/pages/articles/friendsforever.html I can
understand that people would like to trust their senses, and not be deluded
by something they think is 'just imagination.' But some of these signs are
truly unusual, and honestly have deeper significance and meaning to such a
degree that they are obviously genuine afterlife communications to those of
us like you and me who have experienced them. How marvelous that your
mother witnessed something that was so unusual (smoke coming out of a
dishcloth drawer) that she could not dismiss it as being anything other
than a meaningful sign. And how truly wonderful that this message conveyed
a reminder to you to please look after one more little thing here, and
install those smoke detectors!
