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Agate Beach Appears & Disappears
Anita Holmes

I sometimes wonder if the Universe tunes into our silliest, most insignificant, innocent desires, and out of great kindness decides to indulge us in them.  I say this because in the 1970’s as a young wife and mother I had what must have been a reality shift that fulfilled a life-long desire to find agates. I’d been collecting agates since I was a preschooler.  Growing up in western Oregon, we’d find them in the gravel on the unpaved road we lived on, and once in a great while on the over-picked-by-beach-combers sands of the Oregon coast.  My mother provided me with tin cans for my humble collection; given the average size of my specimens -- a shriveled pea -- it only took a couple of cans to contain the collection. My husband and I enjoyed staying on the northern Oregon coast on three day weekends. I had an uncle who owned a summer home there, and let family stay for free (the perfect price for a young family with three little ones)!  We especially loved to explore new-to-us beaches.

One weekend we headed south to find a new beach.  We turned right on a road and ended up on a boulder-covered beach.  It was narrow and unattractive, but as long as we were already there, we decided to stop and scramble over the large rocks.  Maybe they would hide a tidal pool where we could poke at sea anemones and watch them close up.  (Hey, this was fun for us—which tells you just how tight our entertainment budget was at that time!) But what we found still astounds me after all of these years. Betwixt the boulders, sitting pristine on the sands, we found agate after agate the size of plump prunes!  We harvested them till I had no more room in the buckets!

We went back to Portland Monday evening, very happy campers.  However, on subsequent trips over the years to the coast, we were never, EVER, able to find that beach again.  We searched maps, drove repeatedly down every westerly road possible, to no avail. Occam’s Razor being what it is, the most appropriate explanation may be that we’re just idiots!  But, since learning about reality shifts, I’ve often wondered if we weren’t inadvertent visitors to an alternate reality.

Note from Cynthia: Thank you so much for sharing this wonderful story, which I so treasured in your recent book, "Twidders"! I love this retelling of your experience, and I share your suspicion that the universe indeed conspires to fulfill even our seemingly most trivial and whimsical desires... sometimes at the most unexpected times!

Woman on Beach Walked by... Twice!
Ipperwash Beach, Ontario, Canada

On or about my 22nd webbing anniversary, July 17th 2009, on a very cool day, walking along Ipperwash Beach in Ontario Canada, my wife and I noticed a oddly dressed, fifty-five or so year-old-woman, passing us on the beach in the opposite direction wearing two pair of sunglasses. One pair not so odd, on her eyes, and a large "groovy" pair was up in her hair. Her coat was of the pastel colors I remember my sisters wearing in the early 1970's.

This is why, when, not five minutes later, she came down the beach in the same direction again, I looked at my wife and asked her, "Didn't that lady go past us just a few minutes ago?" Now, my wife, not wanting to say anything initially, due to the fact that she had undergone brain surgery six years earlier for epilepsy, agreed with me. If you were to know the beach, you would also realize, to leave the beach behind us, after her first pass, go over the dunes, go through the row of cottages, back up the road, come back down through the row of cottages, over the dunes, and to come towards us again, within this five minute span, would be an impossibility, in the time span, that this event took place.

The beach was nearly deserted that day, due to the fact that it was quite cold. There was a young couple sitting on the edge of the first dune about 30 feet from us. I went right over to them and asked, "Do you see that lady?" and they said "Yes." I asked them, "Didn't she just go by a few minutes ago?" They looked at me as though I was crazy, and said, "No."  If someone else told me this story, I'd think they were a little crazy, but we were there, make no mistake about it, this event happened. 

I am refreshed to hear others have come across this. Can't explain it. I am completely OK with this. I am happy to admit I am a realist, and only want to deal with reality. This event really adds quite a bit of questions to my search for reality.  It is incredible that this can occur and makes many things possible that man does not understand at this time.

Note from Cynthia: Thank you so very much for writing to me regarding your experience seeing a woman walk by going the same direction twice in just a few minutes at Ipperwash Beach. I've also witnessed a woman walk past in the same direction twice within a few minutes, and I know what you mean when you write that you likely wouldn't have believed such a thing could happen if it hadn't happened right in front of you. Thank goodness your wife saw the woman, too! I am greatly relieved when other people notice these spectacular types of reality shifts with me, rather than just seeing them by myself. I describe my experience with a lady who appeared twice here:

Insulation Manifestation
Worcester, New York, USA

I am grateful to be blessed with many experiences, and their validations, yet I continue to remain awed by it all to this day. I lived in the Catskill mountains on a dead end country road. I worked within ten miles of where I lived, and there were many ways to go home. The quaint house I rented  was very secluded and uninsulated. I had moved my bed so my head was under one of the two bedroom windows, and my it was drafty! I said to myself, "I would not use that plastic," thinking of the one some people used with a hair dryer to attach for insulation that year. I began to live in the solution, and wondered about a roll of insulation... if I could just find someone who has extra.

I went to work on a brisk Fall day, having forgotten about the insulation. I got the urge to stop at my friends; I didn't do this very often. My friends were not home, but I did like passing the ashram in South Fallsburg and 'lo much to my surprise in my very eyes did I cross the intersection and spy a piece of insulation! It was right there in the middle of the road; I did not see it when I first crossed. I had to pull over; this was not a big roll, it was just a piece. I got out, looked around, and put the thing in my car. I could not believe my eyes. I was giggling like a kid with a lollipop! I saw no trucks as I went on home, and when I got there I was excited to be able to insulate the window with this. I wondered if it would fit, as I did not want to cut it because of the fiber splinters annoying as heck.

Wouldn't you know that this lonely piece of insulation I found right in the middle of the road fit my window exactly! It fit right into the sill, it was the exact depth! Now someone who would have driven down that road would have had to ride over it or get out and move it. What a manifestation that was! This happened in 94. Wow! My needs were met in a most unusual co worker was astounded the next day.

Note from Cynthia: Thank you so very much for sharing this wonderful reality shift experience with me! Having things show up that are exactly what I need is one of my favorite varieties of reality shift experiences... and I suspect this happens to a lot of people more often than is realized. I especially love the way you describe the mindset you entered, "I began to live in the solution." Another way to describe this state of consciousness is keeping an open mind that what had seemed like a problem is about to be solved... brilliant! I really love the way the piece of insulation you found in the road was just the right size, too!

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