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,
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are reported here in this "Your RealityShifter Stories" section of this web
site, and the phenomenon is documented in the best-selling book, Reality Shifts: When Consciousness Changes the
Physical World.
About three weeks ago I returned from a weekend of camping, and unloaded
my car. I took almost everything out of the inside, and returned some
items to the trunk. The back seat was empty but for two flat soda boxes
off to the far side of the seat. When I was ready to drive somewhere
again, I went to get my car keys which I had placed on the kitchen table
alongside my sunglasses. The sunglasses were there, but the car keys,
dangling from a palm-sized black leather-zippered coin and snap pocket
"purse", were missing. I then thoroughly searched the car inside, looking
everywhere: under the seats, on the side of the doors, in the glove
compartment, and on the back seat. I picked up the soda boxes and looked
under them, and even opened up the trunk and looked there. No luck. I
left, using my spare key, and returned home later that evening. Again, I
looked throughout the car before retiring.
The next day, I went out to my car -- and there were my car keys, just
sitting there on the back seat! I have no children or anyone who would
play a trick on me. These are experiences that I have always referred to
as "Cosmic Chuckles" - the universe having a laugh at my expense.
This is a summary describing how to do everything you've seen in the
film, The Matrix, in what I call Project Runway.
A few days ago, on a nice sunny Monday, I went with a friend to test a
theory I've had for a while. We went to a local park for a new type of
long-jump. Neither of us had been in track or sports for at least a year.
We set up some sticks in front of a hill for us to jump over. Our
objective was similar to what Morpheus advised Neo in the movie The
Matrix, "Let it all go, Neo. Fear, doubt, disbelief [and love (explained
later)]."
We started small, jumped it, then made the jump larger. This
went on for 20 minutes before I looked at how far our last successful
jump was. I couldn't comprehend it (and had to quit for the day because I
started thinking about it). From only jogging (if we ran, we only got
half-way),
we both successfully jumped 16 size 13 feet! (we had no ruler). As in,
take a size 13 shoe, and step 16 times, heel-to-toe. Quite a long way for
jogging, huh? I swear we flew for at least a few feet as well, when we
did it right, because sometime in mid-air, I felt completely joyful, and
closed my eyes. You'll have to try it to find out though...
You try it: Method explained.
My theory involved letting go, as explained above. But first, here's some
history. No "finding lost objects" techniques ever worked for me, not even
using
my awesome "third eye manifestation". So, soon after I started thinking
of the body as a "shell", I said "shell, find my book." and it did,
instantly. Then my towel, then another book, etc. Later, I remembered
it's just energy linked to the mind. So I consider it a function, not
even a physical thing (this is important in letting go).
Then, sometime after that, I began experimenting more, and learned to
stop thinking. Yes, when you don't think, sparring's easier, and so are
sports. In order to obtain this state, I decided to use the Buddhist
practice of mindfulness. It clears the mind quite well. Remember people
telling you "not to think about it so much"? Well, forget that, just
don't think. Now, one last thing. I said that you'd have to let go of
love as well. I believe this is explained somewhere on
realityshifters.com in the Let Go of Wishes article
(http://realityshifters.com/pages/articles/letgoofwishes.html).
The idea is, you can't hold on to love, so just let it go, and it will
flow naturally. Love is also the energy to live, fly, etc. (YES! You
DON'T need to spend years gathering energy!) What I have learned is
something others have also felt and written about. Reading Communion With
God and Illusions helps a lot in understanding this. Remember to
just let it go, and let it flow. Most importantly (because you have to
stop thinking once you start running) is to trust yourself.
Ready now? Here's how I did it.
1. Set up your sticks/markers. Start out small if you're new.
2. Find a place to start (I started on a small hill).
3. Let go of all fears, doubts, worries, etc.
5. Tell your body to jump the distance.
6. Trust your self, AND your body.
7. Be mindful, and clear your mind.
8. Everything will suddenly just "click", and you'll know it's time to
start.
9. Keep a clear mind, free from negative thoughts, and don't force
anything. The speed of your run does NOT matter. Trust you will fly.
10. Repeat until you want to stop.
Tomorrow or the next day, I'm going out to train again with my
friend. I know I flew, and I'm gonna do more than just jump far.
More than a year ago, my son rented a house with very tall weeds
in the back yard. He and my husband got out there with my husband's
machete, and worked all day to get the weeds under control. Somehow,
they lost the machete. I wasn't with them at the time, so there
is no way I could have known what became of it. A few weeks ago my
son was moving, and on the last night at the old house, we joined
him and his wife for a barbecue. For no particular reason that I
can tell you, except that I was feeling restless, I got up from
the table on the patio and walked across the yard. At one point
I stopped, again for no particular reason I was conscious of at the
time. I looked down, and there was the machete, barely visible
through the grass. I guess it didn't want to be left behind!
My girlfriend, Dorothy, was dying from cancer. We were best friends
since we were kids. Her husband, Big Jim, called me to tell me that
she only had a week to live. I went down to Florida to see her one
last time and got to see her that afternoon and evening.
The next morning I awoke in my motel room because I heard loud
"static." It seemed to be coming from the walls by the foot of my
bed, so I figured someone next door was taking a shower or something
and decided to go back to sleep. It was 7:00 AM.
A few minutes later, I heard static again, and noticed that this
time it came from the head of my bed! I turned on the light
to look around, and decided it must be the clock radio. That
made sense, so I turned it off so I could go back to sleep. When
I reached to turn off the light, it wouldn't turn off! I tried
and tried, and then got up out of bed and tried again, but, it would
not turn off! So, I unscrewed the bulb and went back to bed.
The phone rang a few minutes later. It was Dorothy's family,
calling to tell me Dorothy had just passed away. I said that
I knew! How she found me in that motel room proves how quickly
spirits can be everywhere!
When I went to Dorothy's house to visit her family, I knew they
would be distraught. But, I believe that when someone dies they
are going to a far, far better place where they will be happy,
healthy, peaceful and free! I found her husband to be in very
low spirits, as I expected. I told him and his grown children
what had happened to me in the motel room and to "look for other
signs." I wasn't too sure this was the right time or place, but I
went with my feelings and said it, anyway.
They knew I was a Reiki Master and how spiritual I was, but they
didn't have a clue about "looking for signs." Nor did they believe
me at first. I told them to be especially aware of electricity
and little things they will recognize.
Well, a little while later, Dorothy's refrigerator started acting
up. It stopped dispensing ice water. Big Jim started to take
the door apart and I just looked at him and smiled. He looked
up at me and said, "Dorothy?" Then, later, as we were all sitting
around talking, I noticed the kitchen clock Dorothy had made...
the second had was trying to move, but was "stuck." I asked
if it was broken, and they said, "no." Then, they all looked up and
saw what I saw. They all said, "Dorothy?!"
The next day when I went to visit, they were all excited. First
the ice maker wouldn't make ice. Then it made so much ice that
it was falling out the door! Then, when they were talking about
Dorothy, pots and pans "fell in the cabinet" when no one was nearby!
When I arrived back in Raleigh, I walked into my house and the
first light I turned on blew out! I knew she was saying, "I followed
you home!" "I'm still here with you!"
A few days later, I got a call from Big Jim. He said he wanted
to thank me for giving him his wife back! Then, he shared this
story... His father had suffered a stroke and Big Jim wanted
to see him. But, he knew he had already taken all his pay and
vacation days to take care of Dorothy. After the funeral, he
happened to glance at Dorothy's cordless phone and saw that his
company had called him and that he missed the call.
He called them back, and they told him they had found two weeks
vacation with pay that he was still entitled to. This made it
possible for him to fly up to see his Dad. He thanked them for
calling, and they said, "We didn't call!" He said, "Well, yes
you did, it's right here on my Caller I.D." And, when he looked
at the phone, the number was gone!
I believe we all have a life plan to follow and that we have free
will to follow that plan any way we choose. When we have completed
our mission, we are free to go home.
Just because our loved ones die doesn't mean their love dies,
too. They are still with us and around us. We just have to look
for signs. They are still loving us and helping us -- we just
need to realize they are there.
