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,
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Waiting to Happen
I just want to say again how much I appreciate your
newsletter. I always find at least one fascinating item,
if not the entire thing! I've looked forward to every
single issue these last two years. They've sustained me,
and prevented me from thinking I might be losing my mind
with some of the unusual things I've experienced. I've
been interested in "manifesting" for the past 15 years,
usually with very mixed results. Lately, things have
been successfully speeding up...
I've been noticing that more and more often when
something comes up in conversation with another, that it
manifests something very quickly. My individual requests
may take a little longer. (And because of this, it's wise
to be careful what you may be inadvertently "asking" for.)
They happen so often in little ways, that after I record
them in my journal, I tend to forget the incident because
they are becoming commonplace. This particular happening
is a more dramatic example:
I was driving to dinner with a male friend, when the
relay panel on this older newly purchased car was acting
badly. We noticed that we had to close the door two to
three times to get all the lights to come on. With Winter
fast approaching, this was going to become a pain. "You
need a new relay panel" was the statement of the obvious.
After going to an event that night, a stop at an all-night
grocery was called for. We stopped at one that was just
closing its doors. This precipitated a trip to another
side of town. We always manage to manifest everything so
conveniently together, like easy access to a good
restaurant on a Friday night, a parking spot right across
the street from where we need to go, wonderful seats, etc.
so I was getting quietly "irritable" that all this was
taking a different turn from earlier that evening. I was
The trip to the Super-K was fraught with even more
inconvenience. Then we took an odd-ball route home, for
what reason, I do not know. Sitting at a light with
traffic at 1 AM in the morning is highly unusual for where
we were. One light changed and we did not make it through
the intersection. As the light changed to red and everybody
came to a dead halt, the person behind us did not. A police
cruiser came by at that exact time also, and looked right at
the two men and the bashed rear-end, but did not stop. I
was open-mouth flabbergasted, thinking we would need an
accident report for insurance purposes. Here this person
preferred (and was able) to deal in cash and not involve the
insurance company for his own personal reasons. Needless to
say, my friend is getting the needed relay panel as part of
this minor traffic accident. It's as if we were just
cruising around waiting for it to line up to happen! And of
course I got some personal tutoring in patience/tolerance
concerning how the Universe operates; lessons all around.
All I have to do is ask, follow the obvious trail set out,
then sit back and watch! This could get to be big fun....
Since I seem to be ready, I'll have to order that one book
highlighted in the newsletter and improve these skills
natural to everybody - getting things to happen. This part
for me has always been more by accident rather than by design,
but it looks like that's about to change.
The gentleman flaked on his plan to pay in cash (he'd had
some alcohol that evening and his insurance carrier reflected
that this was not the first time). But my friend turned it
over to his own insurance agent and we even plan a little
extra body work for a small rust spot, since it's now become
convenient (and less costly). It will be like a new car,
only better, and from such a serendipitous experience - no
lying or cheating involved or necessary.
As it's fully turned out now, the accident is even more
unusual an occurrance. The electrician, while taking the
back door apart found two wires that had been touching for
some time. Here, this had been the real electrical problem
all along. Even if my friend had purchased a new relay panel,
as three (3) other electricians had advised, it still wouldn't
have worked without finding this short. And without the
accident, no one would have thought to look where it was.
All the "bells and whistles" work perfectly now, and a new
relay panel was never needed in the first place. Truth is
stranger than fiction any day!
I love your website!! I have had a number of odd
experiences over the course of my life. I always thought
it was a hazard of being an apprentice shaman, but not
many of these events had other people present to
corroborate what happened. This event was one of those.
A few weeks after having surgery, I awakened in the
morning, and wandered into the kitchen to have breakfast
with my son and roommate. I proceeded as though it was a
normal day. I wandered into the bathroom to brush my teeth
and noticed, when I looked into the mirror, that one of my
titanium earrings was missing.
I proceeded to look around everywhere I had been since
waking, scouring the floor everywhere I had walked. My
roommate asked me what I was doing and I explained about
the lost earring. At that point, the search was on. We
both looked everywhere we could think of. She helped me
retrace my steps, and then took over looking over the
floor along the way. I went back to my room to search
through my covers, under the pillows, around my bed on
the floor and even under it a bit, all to no avail.
I thought it would be wise to take my other earring out
lest I lose that one too, so I picked up my earring box
and wandered into the living room to sit down and remove
my earring and put it away. I placed the box in my purse
that sat in the living room between two couches. I then
went about my day, looking every once in awhile over places
I hadn't thought of before, still trying to find the other
earring. Eventually I gave up entirely, and went to bed
I woke up the next morning and wandered into the bathroom.
When I washed my hands, I happened to look up in the mirror
and found what appeared to be the missing earring in the ear
it had disappeared from. I wandered into the living room and
said "All right, whose bright idea was this??", pointing to
my ear. "Who's playing games with me??" They both feigned
ignorance. Kathleen asked me "Didn't you take that earring
out and put it away yesterday?" She had seen me do this.
"I took an earring out and put it away, but it was in my
other ear." I had her hand me my purse so I could look to
see if the earring I had put in the box was still there.
Lo and behold, it was!!
Aboard an oceanographic ship in the Persian Gulf
While I was stationed on a ship in the Persian Gulf during
the war, I had the experience of being "out-voted" about
the correct syntax of a computer command which I knew
functioned perfectly well just the day before.
A group of less well-informed technicians wandered by, and
shared their consensus opinion that I could not possibly get
the output I expected using that computer command. Lo and
behold, they were right; from that point on, I never could
get that syntax to work again. I have come to believe that
reality is based on consensus. Proximity is probably
relevant, and degree of belief/influence may vary for
participants. I suspect that our long isolation as a group
may have played a part in that event.
weather station in Hawaii
I witnessed a fellow technician develop animosity toward a
particular printer. This fellow carried the printer into
our shop and plugged it in, and called everyone together to
witness the most unusual behavior.
When he walked more than ten feet from the printer, it would
light up and behave as a printer should, then he would take
one step toward it, and it would power off. He stepped
forward and back at least ten times. Each time, the printer
behaved just the way he was convinced it would. I inspected
the printer, the work bench and the electrical wiring and
found nothing physically wrong with anything. This was no
joke. The printer did not fail for anyone but him. I might
add that he was a good man, so no one had any reason to doubt
that if he said a printer was bad, it was bad. I have never
since seen a naughty printer.
Car Keys Appear
I've always been interested in conscious creation, and a
part of me has always known about it, yet not always had
the right words to use. Your website is yet another way
for me to look at it and it's brilliant, so thank you. :-)
I was reading your story about the candle paints, and it
really helped me to realize quite a lot, so thank you again
About a year or so ago, when I was in a long distance
relationship with a guy I was very much in love with, I was
due to drive up to see him after work one day. When I went
to find my car keys, I couldn't find them. I was desperate
to see him, quite panicky that I might not get to, and
concerned because my keys are always put straight in the
draw at work.
Anyway, I calmed a little when I called my sister and she
said I could take her car. So that was that, I still hadn't
found my own keys and I wasn't too worried... just getting to
see my man was my priority at the time! When I got back, and
still couldn't find my keys at work, I started to get quite
worried. I didn't have a spare set anywhere, and knew it was
going to cost me a lot to get someone down to give me a new
key. Money I didn't have!
I got myself worked up into a real state, and my friend at
work, Laura, had to do all the work due to my worrying. Anyway,
Laura was sitting in front of me on one of those swivel chairs
when I finally gave in, sat on my chair, and leaned back in
defeat. I relaxed instantly (almost like I resigned myself to
the inevitable, I'd have to find the money etc.), and the second
I relaxed and accepted, in the darkness of my eyes being closed
I saw my keys in my head. I opened my eyes and there they were,
right in the line of my eyesight down the back of Laura's chair.
I swear they must have just appeared there. And as I reached
out to grab them, just my hand going near them jogged them to
the floor. Laura and I move those chairs about all the time, so
I can't see how they had been there for days without falling off.
An example adds synergy by intuition and guidance to the
channeling page. This is the story of an aqua hood. On
September 26, 1992, I was driving south down the Owens Valley
on highway 395. I was between the high Sierra mountains on the
right and the Ancient Bristlecone Forest in the White mountains
on my left. I was in deep grief, having lost my son two days
ago. I was on my way up to somewhere high where I could be near
the bristlecone pine trees.
Suddenly my attention was vividly alert. I felt a turquoise
color surrounding me with a soft yet springy, 1-inch thick,
tufty aura. It was a healing energy hovering about 1 inch away
from from my body all around. I felt comforted and protected and
soothed. What a blessing. At about that time my daughter was
across the continent in New York City, buying a present. The next
day she came and gave it to me - a turquoise hood of thick mohair
that looked exactly like the energy I had felt. It is on the
background of my web page: http://www.wholeo.net/Caroling/channel/turqScarf.htm
Did the spirit of my son play a part? Who was the originator?
Did I create it from my deep grief? Did I pick up on my
daughter's intention? Did she see the hood as my vision? With
connections we experience the synergy but not always the cause
and effect relationships. Words like coincidence and synchronicity