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Walking Through Glass Door
Winchester, Idaho USA Earth & Beyond...
In 1986, I once walked through a large double glass door front
entry when entering St. Joseph's Regional Medical Center in
Lewiston, Idaho. I was on my way to see a good friend who
lay in a coma there, totally unaware of the big glass closed
entry door, because it was clean and my mind and heart were
totally focused ahead of me in love & concern for Betsy on
the 5th floor. As I went mindlessly through - it both felt
like a mini shattering blitz-out and like my atoms all
attuned with the glass and reformed themselves on the inside
of the door. I was through the door and on the inside before
I realized I had walked through without opening the door.
I thought for a split second, "WOW I just became that glass!"
A few people were coming through the door, opening it behind
me. I must have looked dazed and startled because they came
up to me asking, "How'd you do that?" I answered, "I
don't know. I didn't know it was closed."
Consciously, to this day, I cannot tell you for sure how this
happened, except to say that most of what I do that is phenomenal
is done while I am operating on 'auto pilot' - kind of like
how we use unconscious or sub-conscious skills while driving
a car in a pinch situation. The thing about the 'auto pilot'
phenomenon is that some part of YOU WHO KNOWS takes over in
that moment. I felt NO TIME to fear or think ABOUT anything.
I was in a 'going forth' mind-set.
I can also tell you that in that particular 'time window' I
was playing with the idea that we are all 'creating' our own
experience of life itself - every step of the way - whether we
realize it or not. However THE DAY OF THE GLASS DOOR I was
100% focused on my friend and 'the me who writes with you' here
and now was already up in her room at her bedside. It is like
my body was following my spirit as fast as it could -- damn the
torpedoes & the glass doors! You could say it happened by
accident, but 'they say' there are no accidents. I say it
happened because I didn't know it couldn't.
I Ran Through a Barbed Wire Fence
I've been a reality shifter since I can remember.
My family call me 'The Witch" due to the things I can do...
almost at will. When I was about six years old, I ran right
through a three strand, barbed-wire fence that I hadn't seen.
My thoughts and feelings at the time were nothing different...
everything felt just like it was supposed to happen or be.
Like when the telephone rings, you pick it up expecting
someone to be on the other end... that's how it feels.
When I told my parents what I'd done, they insisted (and
continue to insist to this very day) that I 'somehow' must
have jumped over it.
Thank You for the time and effort you've put into creating
the realityshifers web site. Since finding your web site,
I have read everything - every page - every recommended site -
I Walked Through a Glass Door
Walnut Creek, California
I once walked through a glass door without opening it, back
in 1974. I'd gone to photograph the Fox Theater in Detroit,
Michigan, because I wanted to capture the flavor of the theater
for a restaurant concept before that classic place was changed.
I saw the workers at the Fox Theater laying carpet, so I walked
in without opening any door... It seemed like the door was off,
so I just walked right on in.
When I came back to go outside, I could see the workers had
finished laying half of the carpet, and as I nearly tripped
over one roll of carpet, I commented, "Man, you're working on
the carpets and the doors on the same day!" A concessionaire
replied, "We're not working on the doors, just the carpet."
I asked, "Did they take the door off to work on the threshold?,"
and he replied, "No, the locksmith adjusts the door closers.
Nobody else is to touch them."
The workers remembered that I'd knocked on the locked outer
folding steel gates to be let inside, because they'd left the
doors locked all the time, and only opened to let people
through the locked folding steel grate over the outside of
the entrance... but I remembered differently. I'd just walked
on in, right through that doorway, without any door there,
either open or closed. For those doors to be propped open,
they would have been wedged against the carpet with a rubber
door wedge, of which there were none seen there.
Steel Beams Rained Down on Top of My Son
Winchester, Idaho USA Earth & Beyond...
My son, Scott, was about 21 years old and had taken a semi
load of scrap iron from Lewiston, ID to the Tri-Cities, WA.
He unloaded there and was picking up another load of huge
steel beams for the Early Bird Building Supply in Clarkston,
WA. Since the trucker is responsible for what they call
'settling the load,' Scott was up top of the trailer easing
each steel beam down in a stable pile on the semi trailer
as the crane operator lowered them down - one by one.
Those steel beams weighed about 5 tons each.
When about half of the steel beams were piled on, and another
one slowly descended, the chain holding the beam glitched and
came loose, letting the steel beam free fall about 20 feet to
the top of the load. It landed a bit cross ways and just
missed Scott's feet by a foot. The crashing beam jarred the
piled beams loose and the whole lot tumbled to the ground off
of the semi trailer with my son right in the middle of it all.
When my son was telling me the above story the next day after
it happened I exclaimed, "Oh my God Scott! What did you do?
He said, I went into 'auto-pilot' mom. There was nothing I
could do, so I hugged my arms as tight as I could and I said,
"Oh God, Thank you for my life! Oh God, Thank You for my life!"
OVER AND OVER AND OVER again.
When everything quit crashing down around him the crane
operator carefully lifted the pile of steel beams one by one
off of Scott. The crane operator could not believe his eyes!
There was not one scratch on Scott anywhere. Not even a bump
on the head... but he had blood blisters that remained for five
days on the backs of both arms where he had hugged himself so
tightly during the beam loading accident.
That day was my son's initiation into BEING a self sufficient
adult human being. The faith, or whatever you would call it,
that he got from that experience now carries him through every