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mind-matter interaction MMI, quantum jumping, glitches in the Matrix) on
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Physical World, and Quantum Jumps: An Extraordinary Science of
Happiness and Prosperity.
Virginia's life and history is completely
different
Cheryl
Texas, USA
For the past week I've wanted to share with you an unusual
circumstance—yet thanks to you, I was able to simply sit back,
sort through it, and know I’m okay mentally, lol! I will
explain. There is a lady named Virginia I came to know who began working
at the storage facility where we store things since sell of house. She is
a likable, enjoyable, common sense lady who is down-to-Earth. She shared
her life with her husband who was in the military, and we found familiar
ground. She spoke of how he lived above his means, etc. etc. She has
downsized so many times and/or sold property, to keep ahead of spending.
About 6 to 8 weeks ago, she became ill, and they found cancer; she went
very quickly. She passed away Tuesday, this past week. Natalie is another
person who works there at the storage facility, where she's worked since
high school and is now in college.
I asked Natalie how Virginia’s husband is doing since her
passing, and mentioned how we talked about things, such as the military.
Natalie had a strange look on her face, but did not say anything.
“Hnnm,” I thought, “Strange.”
Then Virgini obituary came out. I read it thinking, “Wow
I’m in another time line for sure, and must say this is a rather
nice one.” Yet back to the story, lol! Plus without you, I
would think I am losing it! Her obituary stated, “She began as
a paralegal, and then for the next 25 years, she and her husband ran a
business together. She is 61 years of age.” There was no time
for a military career, yet we discussed it in detail. I called Natalie,
asking her, “Was her husband Charlie in the military?”
Natalie said she never heard of it, and thought I was confused with someone
else.
I gave her more details: Her home is 3000 square feet, and she and her
husband lived in separate ends of the house. Their home is a double wide
mobile home on land, nearby, states Natalie—and not as I
described. Everything changed! Other small notes of interest: A person
offered several months back to be a ghost writer for the book I want to
finish of photos; I reached to them via email, and now they
said they will need to see if it is a good fit. I thought,
“Okay; different time and space.” Some folks are
closer now, and others are more distant, and most are the
same—yet energy is better and lighter. This was just
interesting, and I felt as though I stepped into a different world, and I
suppose I did. Similar to last year, when a cousin had zero recollection
of our time together. Oh well!
Note from Cynthia: Wow, thank you so much for sharing this with
me! I love how you clearly recall so many specific details about
Virginia's life--and how perplexing to discover after her death that so
many things were not at all the way you remember her having described to
you when she was alive. I have heard of people sometimes telling
'tall tales' and sharing life experiences that were not quite factually
accurate--yet it seems if that were the case, you'd likely have heard from
Virginia's coworker, Natalie, that other people had also mentioned Virginia
had told them some pretty incredible things. Once we've ruled out
the simplest possible explanation, that perhaps Virginia had been
stretching the truth a bit--then the next likely explanation might be that
of reality shifts--that perhaps Virginia's life in the version of Virginia
you knew truly was that different.
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Exxon Mobile now Exxon Mobil
Misty
Atlanta, Georgia, USA
I was talking to a friend the other day and I was reminding
her of reality shifts and how I usually identify that I've shifted, the air
feels fresh, crisp, colors seem brighter and my hearing more acute, or
sometimes I have new memories, or feelings that wasn't that way
before. She mentioned that her daughter notices things too, even
though she herself can't pinpoint any specific reality shifts. She
mentioned that her 12 year old daughter told her that Exxon Mobil used to
have an "e" at the end. I told her yeah, it does, have an "e", she
corrected me, and I proceeded to do a browser search. To my surprise, there
was no "e". I described the logo to her, that Exxon was Red, Mobil was blue
and the "e" was red and titled on its "back", but now the "o" is red in
this version of the logo, she said she kinda remembers it after her
daughter told her but couldn't remember with the detail that I
described. I asked her if she recalls when her daughter noticed it
and she mentioned it was some time in February, 2022. I'd say that would be
about right, because up until our conversation a week ago, I still believed
it was Exxon Mobile, remembering Mobile was short for automobile oil that
they sold, or so I associated it. Now that's nowhere how the name looks. I
can't tell if it was a logo change, cause I'm not seeing any evidence of
it. Have you or anyone you know noticed this change?
Note from Cynthia: Thanks so much for sharing your memory about
the Exxon Mobile logo being different than it seems to be today--with the
old way being the Exxon being red, and the Mobile being blue, with the e in
red and tilted on its back. Logo change Mandela Effects are often
noticed by many people around the world, so there is a very strong
possibility that other people will also recall the logo the way you
do. While this is not a Mandela Effect for me, that's also a big
part of this phenomenon, such that not everyone shares exactly the same
memories.
Lazarus species: Knysna Elephant
Bethany
Karatara, Western Cape, South Africa
I have an awesome Mandela effect to share with you. When
growing up in South Africa, we were taught that there were NO elephants
left in the Knysna forest as they had been hunted to extinction. Three
years ago I moved down to the Knysna area, and discovered that local folks
saw elephant dung - and sometimes an actual elephant - when walking in the
forest. A Google search shows that the elephants are no longer extinct in
my current reality, although the estimated numbers of surviving elephants
seems to change each time I do some research. At present the consensus is
that there is only one lonely elephant left, but two years ago my online
search showed four to five in the area. The local folks say there are
between 20 and 30 elephants left, so I'm aligning myself with that reality.
What a great timeline to be on! I attach a recent picture of the mythical
elephant, as shared on a local chat group for my town (Karatara) this week.
When I shared this on my facebook page, many of my friends were surprised
to find out that the Knysna elephant is not, in fact, extinct.
Note from Cynthia: Thank you so very much for sharing this
wonderful news of the Knysna elephants not being extinct, and apparently
currently thriving in the forests, and coming out to graze and find
necessary nourishment at night. I found a website describing that
some researchers studied stool samples found near the forest area, with
confidence that there are at least several healthy Knysna elephants, and
possibly as many as an entire herd.
https://www.discover-sedgefield-south-africa.com/Knysna-elephants.html
This is indeed wonderful news! The return of animals and plants
long considered to be extinct can be viewed as accessing a "Golden Age"
timeline, where such Lazarus species are still alive, and even in many
cases, going strong. Each of these discoveries can give all of us a
great sense of connection with one another, and with all life on
Earth. We have been sharing many Golden Age species at the
beginning of each livestream broadcast of IMEC's Open Tables show that
usually airs the last week of each month on YouTube. www.IMEC.world
I’m decorating for my bf’s 40th
birthday today, and I’m very conscious on what tinsel where, and
the coloring etc. I’ve attached pics of what just happened to
me. I put an abundance of tinsel in certain places, and had been
consciously working on this for some time to make it look right
(+energetically right). Within minutes, I noticed there was ZERO tinsel,
where I had once very consciously put it! I literally instantly gasped! I
looked around, and Muffin and I just looked at each other for what felt
like hours, because I was so confused. I asked her where she put it (lol),
and she thought I was nuts! Which was my second worry -am I ok? My first
thought was you! I can’t believe how blatent this is!
Attached are pictures showing when it had tinsel, (thank God I took pics!)
and then afterwards. You’ll see there are NONE -not even a
trace, on the bottom shelf?! IRONICALLY the tinsel went missing around the
word “believe” (that I had painted years ago). As I
stare at it in disbelief -literally saying out loud to my cousin on the
phone “I can’t believe it!” I told her
the irony of how, I find myself repeating that phrase, over and over -and
realize I’m staring at the word “believe “
where it had happened?! I remember even thinking I
should’ve dusted the bottom shelf this week, prior to putting
the tinsel down but leaving it thinking it looked good! I even have proof!
I even thought perhaps without thinking I transferred it to the top?! But
you can see in the pictures, the top has the same amount?! Keep in mind in
case this matters, I was doing this in silence, and sober, lol! (Told my
cousin been wondering about fairies but whenever I research I back up from
it since the stories seem to be warning against them?! Lol ) -but seems
like a fun trick they might do?! But now I’m scared to get
wrapped up in them. Either way, this is a prime example of what
you’ve been expanding peoples mind’s on, I
can’t believe how obvious it is?!? I feel this definitely
happens to some degree or another and we just make sense of it over time
but omg! Also, my bf mentioned someone called Muffin (my black floppy dog
if you remember lol) the coppertone dog : So I said Tommy wasn't that dog
brown??? (Makes sense given how their subliminally trying to advertise one
can still be tan while using the product) I assumed the people that
mentioned it to him made an innocent mistake, until i realized omg, this
might be a Mandela Effect. I looked it up, and the dog I could've bet
money on was brown, IS BLACK. Just like mine! Curious what you
remember! POSTSCRIPT: I must share the latest update with you in case it
changes your mind in terms of including the example in your ezine. After a
week of worry and zero sign of this, I may have spotted some streamer
debri, in Muffin's excrement! Now could this be a case of the reality now
showing signs to have us all “ make sense” of this,
in the “new” reality? But I'll leave all of this
obviously up to you, the expert, to decide after some more details lol.
The reason this is bizarre, is because I had two lengthy phone calls with
vets & veterinary technicians, in terms of what she may have swallowed etc,
given them the pictures as well, and they both said I'de
know that night if she had eaten, (the night of the illegid
possibly swallowing) because she'd either be in pain, vomiting, or in the
best case of scenarios, it'de pass that morning. It's almost a week later,
and she's been eating, drinking, and everything else almost completely
normally! The reason it never occurred to me that she had eaten it, is
because she doesn't normally eat non-edible things: (1) she's 7 going on
8, and (2) I can't remember the last time she ate anything that wasn't
food. The other reason I originally ruled out her eating it is due to lack
of the time that elapsed, between there being a gorgeous spaghetti pile of
party streamers, to there being absolutely 0 without a trace! it was
literally minutes from each other as my photo's say -within 10 minutes! I
live in an apartment that is small, and while decorating there was never 1
minute that I wasn't in the living room where the streamers were, even if I
was just passing through or popping back in for a second, from the next
room over that is all connected and a part of it, so I would have heard her
struggling to eat these long plastic masses of things lol, or definitely
seen it! One really can't bite through these streamers, they're not paper,
and when pulled they don't break, -they stretch, and remain stretched out,
it's a real struggle to break one. Each is almost 2 feet long. I had been
worrying since then however, as I did google it just in case, and
unfortunately all horror stories came up -claiming tinsel is deadly for
dogs but none of her behavior or world resembled any of that. Just to give
you all of the facts, I did emit love towards her, and her stomach, and
prayed for help in case yesterday. Anytime I seem to do any sort of
intuitive (?) healing on her, her stomach does seem to move, and there's
blocks being visibly cleared and she reacts very well. Today as I stare at
her poop (that she's reportedly not supposed to have if swallowed tinsel
unless it's the next day and it's reportedly very obvious) for the umteenth
time this week, I finally start to see -maybe some traces of it, which to
this day I don't know how this is possible. Any & everyone said to me
repeatedly, “it’s been a week she’s
fine”, and I would’ve seen blatent signs within 24
hours. I had to share the new revelations in this case, in case it has you
change your mind, could it be that this is what happened all along?
Or is this how the new or different reality shows signs to have us make
sense of –what we are awakened enough to see as a shift, in
order to aid our consciousness in making sense of it all? Or all of the
above?
Note from Cynthia: Thank you so much for sharing your experience
with the mysteriously vanished tinsel--WOW! I love how you have
photographic evidence of the way the decorations had been so carefully
placed before they inexplicably vanished from in front of the "Believe"
decor. When you've had no visitors to your home who might have
moved the decorations around, and when you know your dog couldn't have
pulled off a caper like this, then the only remaining explanation--no
matter how weird and bold it may be—is that it sounds like you
indeed experienced a reality shift. What a great message to receive
in this reality shift, too! I love how you found yourself
repeatedly saying, "I don't believe it!" when the decoration that now is
made so much more obvious and visible is the word:
"BELIEVE"—in all capital letters! Clearly there is a
message in this reality shift, and that's my favorite kind of reality
shift! With respect to the amazing way that you have photographic
evidence of the way the decorations used to be before they changed
themselves—this kind of photographic evidence seems to be one of
the more likely types to exist, since it provides a beautiful "way out" via
plausible deniability. What I mean by that is that on the face of
things, anyone not directly involved with this particular reality shift
will not be as dumbfounded and amazed by it as you will be, since the
change is something you alone discerned. Well, you and your dog
discerned it, but most likely Muffin isn't talking. So this means
your experience, even with photographic proof, stays true to Godel's
incompleteness theories that statements cannot be both universally true and
complete. The universe loves to be mysterious when
nobody—or only a few—are looking, and otherwise
seemingly completely predictable and mundane. I don't have strong memories
of the color of the Coppertone dog from those old posters and
advertisements, but I look forward to hearing from people who might be
surprised to see the dog now has always been black! POSTSCRIPT: Thanks so much for the news about Muffin, and I hope
she's doing well and getting better and better. I'm so intrigued by this
new information--all of it! And even with all this new information,
it seems we still have a mystery on our hands. It is really strange
that there appear to be bits of tinsel streamers in Muffin's droppings--but
nothing showed up the day after the tinsel went missing, and Muffin would
have been expected to be quite obviously sick by the next day. And
as you point out, the tinsel went missing within ten minutes, and Muffin
had no history of eating non-edible items.
So I feel this story is still intact as a reality shift
story—and it has some interesting aspects of partially including
some other possible reality where Muffin somehow devoured a long stretch of
tinsel. Such stringy material seems like it would be a challenge to
eat in just ten minutes, and the veterinarians know their business when it
comes to pets eating non-edibles. Sometimes with reality shifts, people
do witness some aspects of flip-flops, in which case some reality shifts
first provide physical evidence of one set of historical events, and then
another. Such flip-flops could be invoked in cases of extreme doubt, such
as repeatedly remarking and thinking and feeling, “I don't
believe it!”
The Moving House
Tom
Lamesa, Texas, USA
I have watched many of your videos over several years.
Always interested in the videos where stories have been about people having
strange things happening that can only be explained by a reality shift etc.
My first experience was when I was in first grade. However, I
am writing about a recent event. The Moving House. For the last several
weeks I was taking this back street to get to a Dollar General. The street
I have been taking runs north and south. The moving house sits on a side
street that runs east and west. I am gonna the street the house sits on
Bates St. and the N|S street J. While I was driving on J for the last
several weeks I would see this house, which is a two story house, know the
house very well; was inspired to write a song from seeing it, and my sister
and I both over the years had thought about purchasing the house. So I know
the house pretty well. Anyway, every time when I would come to the
stop sign on J heading south I would look eastward on to Bates and I would
see this two story house on the south side of the street and each time I
would see this house I would say okay. Then last week when I was going back
north on J, I looked eastward again and that house was still sitting on the
south side of Bates, this time I said out loud wait a minute, this house
belongs on the north side of the street. I went back down that street the
next day after saying that and that house moved to the north side of Bates.
This house is the only two story house, the rest of them are single story,
so it's not like I was confusing it with another house. It's like- because
I noticed that the reality coding was wrong it corrected itself or shifted
to the way I remember it. I drove down J. around 8 times seeing that house
on the south side of Bates and then I stated it's not correct and then boom
it's back to being on the northside of the street. Over the years I have
seen mostly minor things and some odd events, like trees changing
positions, but not a house completely moving from one side of the street to
the other. That was completely new for me. Anyway, I thought I would
share this with you.
Note from Cynthia: Thanks so much for sharing this experience of
the moving house. I can empathize with how stunning and surprising
that must have been to see it move from the north side of the street to the
south side of the street--and back again. Wow! Your
experience is not without precedent. I've heard reports from
reputable sources, including longtime family friends, of similar situations
involving mountains in the distance and trees across the street moving from
one place to another. And I've received reports that I've published
in RealityShifters of houses sometimes being in a certain place, and other
times not being there at all--as well as buildings on an entire city street
sometimes being decrepit and uncared for, and other times being all cleaned
up, renovated and up-to-date. These things such as your long
observed and long-watched two story building moving from one side of the
street to the other, and then back again--is so striking in part because
there is no simple way for us to rationalize or explain away such an
experience when it happens to us. That's great to know that you've noticed
trees changing positions in the past. Just the last year or so, I
noticed a tomato plant that I'd planted had changed location in the garden,
ever so slightly, yet strikingly noticeable.
Visitor at the Door
Tom
Lamesa, Texas, USA
I am listening the a reality shift video from Brian Scott-
he spoke about getting phone calls from people claiming to be friends etc.
It made recall an incident from 2012 or 2023. It was 10 pm; the door bell
rings, and there was also a knocking at the door as well. I got out of bed
and went across the house. I opened the door and saw that
there’s a police officer there. Okay, I am a little surprised
by a cop being at the door at 10 pm. I was more shocked that he was asking
me about a son I don’t have! He told me the boy was 12,
blah blah. I am like, “Officer, I do not have any kids, and I
don’t know any kids at that age.” I never stepped
outside to see this immaculate conception. The officer turned to his left
several times to look at the boy and asked me each time, “Are
you sure?” and I told him, I absolutely do not have any
children, and think I would know if did! I think you need to ask the young
man who are his parents, because it most certainly isn’t me. I
could hear the kid crying too, but I still didn’t step out that
door. The officer said, “Sorry for disturbing you,”
and I closed the door and turned off living room light. The next morning,
a few neighbors were asking why was cops at the house, told them why, and
they were like, “Really. Since when do you have a son?”
I never was able to find out who it was. It’s like they
vanished. Every now and then, someone will ask if I ever found out who the
kid was.
Note from Cynthia: sWow, that is really such a strange experience
to have police officers come to your home at 10 o'clock at night, asking
you about a 12-year-old son that wasn't yours. That is so
interesting that the police had your last name, and apparently a young boy
who had told them that you were his father--and it does lead a person to
wonder what was going on with that. If the boy had told the police
officers that you were his father, he seemed to have really been prepared
with your name and address. If you'd known 12-year-old boys who might have
known your address and name, it seems that you might have guessed or known
who that might be. It seems clear that if the boy was telling an
intentional lie that you were his father to the police, it's the kind of
lie that would quickly and easily be revealed—so it seems truly
odd that this incident occurred at all.
