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Solar Generators Appear, and Change Direction
Barth
Oakland, California, USA
I was in an Engineering Club and I brought up to a speaker
(a high official) the idea of powering much of our society with Solar
energy. She was visibly displeased and not courteous. Her
own Second Official refuted her and agreed with me. I did a "back
of the envelope" calculation showing it could work and forgot about it. A
month or so later a friend of mine and I were discussing ME. We
have a range of views on it. I remember Mandela as leaving prison
and no death. But I do have other odd off timeline memories.
We walked out to a parking lot and saw solar generators.
They were big with a green fence around them. Both of us marveled
because they had just arrived. But records show they had always
been there. But we did not remember them! Every day since,
I marveled. Days later one of them switched direction from
East-West to North-South. The next day it was back again.
Eventually they were tagged with graffiti, which is odd, because
they were there so many years and yet looked new when I first saw them. I
eventually saw solar generators all over. I think that the later
ones were recently built and not "always" there. But they arrived
just after the initial one with the odd dark green color that was out of
place. The official also lost her seat, which is sad because I voted for
her even with her odd answer to my question. Other interesting
events occurred during this time that challenged my simple perception of
reality, or of whether things are simple to understand. Indeed, I can
testify that the original generators would not have been built in the 2
hours since my friend and I began our conversation. It is truly
possible they had always been present and that neither he nor I noticed
them. But he is highly observant and what is strange is that we
were just discussing ME and they appeared. Was it that we just
noticed them? Maybe, but he is extremely observant, highly
intelligent and no one's fool. He also concurred about the
direction shift. I want to be clear and say I have no dogma behind what I
think ME is. All I know is that something "apparently" answered my
conversations about solar energy, the environment, matrix reality and other
topics. Or a trick of the mind. You decide. All I can say
is that this is true by my recollection.
Note from Cynthia: Thanks so much for sharing your experience
with seeing large, fenced-in solar generators appearing as if they'd always
been there--within a short two hour period of time. It seems like a
response to any doubts you might have had that those generators really had
come 'out of nowhere,' when one of them made a directional shift from
East-West to North-South orientation--and then back again. What I
like best about this whole experience is that this was such a positive
reality shift, immediately following a conversation you'd just had with a
politician about the benefits of large-scale implementation of solar
power. It's as if our participatory universe was listening, and
replied, "let it be so."
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Mom experienced weird shift
Jackie
Chicago, Illinois, USA
Hi Cynthia! I love reading your unique stories that people
submit to you (I get your email newsletters. :)). Anyway, I wanted to share
one that happened recently to my mom. I'm a big believer in the Mandela
Effect and weird realities after experiencing one particularly weird thing
personally to me, but that's another story I think I already shared. Even
though my mom is open to listening to me talk about this weird stuff, she's
never really experienced anything. She's currently living in the
Philippines, and messaged me to call her about something weird and creepy
that happened to her. As a side note, her caregiver and maid are very
honest and loyal to her. Here's what she told me: "I asked my caregiver to
go buy me this seasoning for this soup. I told him it has to be the Knorr
brand. Later that night, the maid gave me my soup dinner (the caregiver had
already gone home), and it was really sour and salty. I asked her to show
me the packaging the seasoning came in. It was like a plastic bag with no
ingredient listing. I explained to her how they got the wrong one, and the
Knorr one would have listed the brand name and ingredients. A few days
later, I told my caregiver again to get the Knorr soup packet and to make
sure he gets the right one this time. He gave me an odd look, and I told
him to just talk to the maid about it. He and the maid came back to my
room, and she said that we had never had the conversation about the other
seasoning! I didn't believe it, so I told them to show me again the package
the soup had come in. When they returned, it was the Knorr brand! It wasn't
the plastic one I saw a few days earlier!" Now, I'm not sure what the
point is of going to a reality where you get bad soup means, lol, but in my
mom's paranoid mind, she thinks the incident means her angels were visiting
her saying that they'll be taking her soon (she's not even ill). And she
was saying how she didn't feel any fear at all, didn't sense any other
weird vibe in that other reality. But I told her, “no! You
shifted to another reality!” Anyway, interesting times!
Note from Cynthia: Thanks so much for sharing this experience
your mother described, with the soup packet changing. What I find
fascinating about this experience is both that the soup package wrapper
appeared to have changed, and also that the maid assured your mother that
they'd never had any conversation about the importance of making the
correct soup with a packet of Knorr brand soup. I've often noticed
that people I talk to don't remember conversations that I know that we've
had--which to me is a big 'red flag' that some kind of reality shift /
personal Mandela Effect has occurred. I believe these kinds of
discrepancies in the way we remember conversations have happened take place
a great deal more than most people realize, and only come to the surface
where we get a chance to view them on occasions such as this, where an
important conversation is believed by one person to have happened, though
someone else believe it never took place at all.
My Slow Motion Flying Jump
Dyan (Earth Daughter)
Oregon, USA
When I was around age 5 or 6 years old in the first grade, I
have a very vivid memory of playing hopscotch during recess and feeling the
effect of—a glitch in the matrix, or an out of body
experience—is the only way that I can think to describe it.
Maybe you've heard similar stories, and have an idea of what happened to
me. Anyway, we were playing hopscotch at first, but then the game of
hopscotch evolved into us taking turns to see who could jump farthest, and
skip the most squares, like doing a running long jump. There were three or
four of us playing. As soon as we jumped and landed, we would run to the
end of the line to do it again. Upon my 10th or so jump, I lifted off, and
everything went into slow motion. I felt like I was flying much higher
than before, and in slow motion and like I didn't have control of my body,
or how I would end up landing. When I did land, in what felt like
10 seconds or so, my feet touched the ground, but I couldn't feel them
touch, my knees buckled, and I landed on all fours, but I didn't feel my
knees or hands touch the ground. The inertia caused my elbows to give, and
my body continued to move downward and forward in slow motion, and I didn't
stop until my whole body was laying flat on the ground with my head turned
to the side. Now, if I would have experienced this fall full speed, I'm
sure it would have hurt like heck. Instead, it felt like a gentle, slow
motion descent that I didn't have control of, and that something else was
controlling the way I landed, and made sure my head turned to the side, so
as to not plant my face into the ground. Once on the ground, it took
another two seconds or so for things to feel normal speed again. I was
really freaked out, thinking that it should have really hurt! I quickly
got up on my feet, brushed myself off and assessed the situation trying to
see if I was injured. Nobody on the playground ran to my aid or seemed the
least bit concerned about my fall. Maybe that was because I jumped up so
quickly they assumed I was fine, which it turned out, I was fine. I
may have slightly skidded the palms of my hands and knees, but barely.
It left me pretty shaken. I just walked away from the game
completely stunned that I had been flying in slow motion, and nobody saw it
happen. Years and years later as an adult, I told my father that story.
He looked at me shocked, and asked me why I had never told him before. He
then told me he had a very similar experience as a child, where he was
repeatedly running up a short flight of steps leading to the front door of
his house, then he would use the handrails and walk down on his hands with
his feet raised, not touching the steps. He said that after doing it a
number of times, he went to walk down with his hands on the handrails, and
instead he gently glided down in slow motion without his feet touching the
steps and without his hands on the hand rails and he made a soft, perfect
landing at the bottom stoop. He was just as shocked as me. We spent the
afternoon sharing crazy stories that at the time we could only associate
with the paranormal. We didn't know what we were dealing with.
Note from Cynthia: I love how were able to describe this slow
motion flying jump experience to your father, and then it turned out that
he'd also had such a similarly extraordinary slow motion experience, too!
As a special post script, I want to make note of the fact that you
originally sent this experience to me in January 2017, and also that you
are the one who put me in touch with Dr. Tarrin Lupo, where I first met
Evan Matraia (moneybags73). Thank you so much for all your support through
these extraordinary times!
Noticing the Portrait of Dorian Gray
Kat
Albuquerque, New Mexico, USA
I saw you on one of the latest episodes of Open Minds with
Regina Meredith on GAIA. I just wanted to let you know, first of
all, that I remember The PORTRAIT of Dorian Gray as well. In fact,
I just looked it up on Amazon to see how it was listed now but I put in the
title with the word 'portrait.' It was obvious from the fact that
when I input the title with portrait in it and that title came up in the
listings (below the scroll bar) but then pulled up ONLY The PICTURE of
Dorian Gray, that we're not the only ones who remember the word portrait.
But something just happened today that really made me wonder about
this. I've been rewatching the first Penny Dreadful series with
Timothy Dalton which ran from 2014 through 2016. One of the
characters in this series is Dorian Gray. Today, in the 1st season,
4th episode which was filmed in 2014, Dorian Gray was shown sitting before
his—PORTRAIT—which is not a small 'picture,' but a
huge floor to ceiling framed canvas with his visage on it which most
artists typically refer to as a 'portrait.' I say that
because I am an artist and this is what I learned this sized painting was
called: a PORTRAIT, not a picture. Granted, the character didn't
say anything about his 'portrait.' However, I'll let you know if he does at
some later point in the series. If he does say anything, he won't
say it until probably somewhere close the end of the series in season 3.
Anyway—Just saying— :-)
Note from Cynthia: Thanks so much for sharing that you also
remember the "Portrait of Dorian Gray" and not what it's now supposedly
'always been' as the "Picture of Dorian Gray." I know you're right
that you and Regina Meredith and I are hardly the only ones who remember
this title differently! And certainly you are correct that a large
painting of someone has long been known more often as a "portrait" than a
"picture." Thank you also for mentioning that there is a character,
Dorian Gray, on the first Penny Dreadful series. I've not watched
that series, and it will be interesting to see whether the word "portrait"
or "picture" is used in this show.
Toaster that kept coming back
Bella
South East England, U.K.
”The toaster that would not go away”
is a funny Mandela effect experience that makes people laugh. My friend
Tim, who lived in Chicago around 2012 had a broken toaster, so he threw it
out to the trash bin. The trash was collected, but the next day, when he
opened the cupboard, the toaster was back in its original place! It was
the same make of toaster—the same everything. So the next week,
Tim got hold of the toaster, and he made sure it was put in the trash can.
A few days later, he discovered the toaster—but he said he found
it in an unusual place, and not where he usually kept it. So the next time
he went to throw it away, he dismantled the toaster completely, and made
sure that he saw the trash can men take it away in bits on garbage day. It
never returned.
Note from Cynthia: That experience with a toaster that kept
coming back is amazing. It reminds me of the kinds of Mandela
Effect 'flip-flops' that people notice with things like the spelling of a
business name, such as Costco going back and forth between Costco and Cosco
for a while, and then settling down. But with the toaster experience, it's
truly strange to have such clear, detailed, and specific memories, complete
with muscle and motor memory of having physically taken action to discard
that same toaster, only to have it keep coming back. That's
interesting that the only way it stopped coming back was after it was
completely dismantled. I notice sometimes when a device is not
working well and I am seriously considering throwing it away, I have found
that putting a replacement device right next to it (such as a working
router next to the intermittently-working router), then the device that was
seeming broken suddenly starts working at 100% reliability!
Disappearing / Reappearing glass bulb
pendant
Jackie
Chicago, Illinois, USA
Just wanted to share another crazy story that happened a
week ago! My eldest was disappointed showing me this necklace she has. It
has a tiny glass bulb as a pendant that contains like these
lavender pieces. Anyway, she was showing me the chain saying she was
sad that the pendant was now lost. I examined it and said, "Aww, so it
must've fallen off I guess? Bummer!" It's a very unique necklace. Anyhow, a
day or 2 later I was cleaning my other kids rooms. I also cleaned off this
small shelf that's in a small hallway by the kids' rooms. Then in
the evening, I passed by the shelf and saw my eldest's necklace sitting on
the shelf, and I saw the necklace had the bulb pendant on it! I yelled down
to her and asked, "So you found your necklace pendant??" And she gave me
this odd look, and I showed her the necklace. She took it, and was giving
me a confused look. I continued on, "Wasn't the pendant missing?" Her
response was scared, " yeah " But I find things like this awesome,
amazing, magical! And I was more like excited, "WOW!! HOW WEIRD!!" But my
eldest is a scaredy cat and didn't want to talk about it further, obviously
freaked out how it showed up. Love these weird times!! :D Not sure if it
could be a reason, but it happened the day of our most recent solar
eclipse.
Note from Cynthia: Wow, this is such a great experience, finding
your daughter's lavender glass bulb pendant, a couple of days after your
daughter showed you it was lost, and had slipped off its chain. I
love these kinds of experiences, especially when something lost is found
again! When my daughters were young, and something went missing
(which often was the case), we'd walk around saying, "Hope for reality
shift!" while maintaining a joyful, relaxed, high-vibratory state, and many
items would soon enough make their return, often in rather unexpected or
unlikely places (such as my daughter's water shoes appearing up on her top
bunk bed pillow--or a juice cup appearing atop the refrigerator).
In your case, perhaps it helped that your daughter took time to show the
missing pendant to you, so together your shared love for the pendant might
have served to bring you both to a reality where that pendant and its chain
stayed together.
Stop Light Comes and Goes and New Bushes
Appeared
Donna
Kingston, Ontario, Canada
So a week or so ago, there was a new stop light on a road I
have driven down almost daily (except in winter) since 2005. It just
appeared one morning. Interestingly, if I think about the stop light when
I am driving down that road, it will be there. If I don't, I don't know if
it was there or not. Two shifts today. One is gone. The other is two
bushes, about eight feet tall, looking like they have never been trimmed,
are in front of the building next door. I swear they were not there any of
the times I have taken my dog out the last two years, or, the four years I
have lived in these buildings. I can see one of the trees from my living
room. I have sat here the whole quarantine. I purposely moved the love
seat in front of the window just so I could sit in an open window. I love
sending these things to you.
Note from Cynthia: Wow, that is amazing about the stop light
sometimes being there, and sometimes not, according to whether or not
you're thinking of it. That's such a beautiful tree to see outside
your window--how amazing that you're certain it's not been there before
when you have walked past it or looked out your window.
