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My nephew never was a Celtics fan?!
Niv
Connecticut, USA
I think we might have had a Mandela Effect here today!
My twin nephews are watching the Celtics play the Mavericks tonight.
Now, my mother, sister and I could swear on a Bible, Torah, and Koran that
Tom was a Celtics fan. In fact, we even remember him having a Boston
Celtics jersey. Well, both boys are rooting for the Mavericks! Tom denied
up and down ever being a Celtics fan and insisted he has been a Mavericks
fan since he was nine years old! But honestly, Mom and Sis and I are
certain he was a Celtics fan! Maybe a Mandela? Mom and Sis don't
know about Mandela Effects, so I didn't say anything about that, but all
three of us were mystified by Tyler's staunch declaration of never having
been a Celtics fan and having always been a Mavericks fan! How good
can a basketball game get?
Note from Cynthia: Wow, this is super interesting! I
love how you checked with your mother and sister, and all three of you
agree that your nephew used to be a Celtics fan, and even having a Boston
Celtics jersey--yet now, he insists he's never been a Celtics fan, and only
ever a Mavericks fan. This truly has all the hallmarks of being a
Mandela Effect, where some people clearly remember something that
apparently now (according to your nephew) has never been
true. I love to share these experiences, so people get a
better idea of how this works, and so they can believe and love their
friends and family members, even when sometimes there can be some pretty
big differences in what we all remember happened.
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Time Bending
Niv
Connecticut, USA
I was just reading your newsletter from a few months ago and
was reading a letter from someone who had "bent time" or found it
malleable. A husband and wife who had to get to an airport 30 miles away
and thought they would never make it, but they did make it! I had an
incident with that last December! It was mid December, and my
sister, who has taken to buying "experiences" instead of physical gifts for
the holidays, had bought my Mom and me tickets to go to a candlelight
Christmas concert at Church of the Heavenly Rest Episcopal Church in New
York City. Despite all the new technology, often times the algorithms of
"artificial intelligence" like mapquest are not aligned. New York City must
really through mapquest and navigator programs for a loop because New York
is so huge and complicated. Anyway, it was a Saturday afternoon and the
concert was to be at 6PM. We were doing pretty well getting there, my
sister driving while we listened for the voice that said "at the next
light, turn right", etc. Holiday traffic in NYC can be brutal and we did
hit some on the way. Something didn't feel right to me, because I am pretty
familiar with New York, even though I don't spend as much time there as I
did when I was younger. Something about the direction we were heading
didn't feel right. We were on FDR Drive, heading south, and the Church is
on East 90th. Street. We were driving through a tunneled part of the
highway for what seemed like a while, and passed a sign that said "Welcome
To Brooklyn". Okay, Brooklyn is nowhere near the Upper East Side of
Manhattan, LOL! New York is HUGE! So we kind of came to peace with the fact
that we might miss the concert, but then resigned ourselves to the fact
that we would at least try to see part of it. So my sister managed to turn
around, we reprogrammed Mapquest with East 90th. Street and headed there.
Now, it must have been meant to be that we get there for that concert!
Because we were running very late! However, time seemed to "warp" for us.
We got to a parking garage and managed to park the car and then walk to the
church on East 90th. Street. Well, lo and behold, the concert was scheduled
to start at 6, and we got to the church at 5:55 PM! People were still
arriving and going into the church! How did that happen? Well, not being a
quantum physics major, all I could do was shrug. But we found seats, the
church was all aglow with artificial flame candles from one end of the
church to the other, beautiful Christmas decorations, and an absolutely
beautiful program of Christmas music, religious and secular, and some
Hanukkah and wintertime pieces of music too! You could feel the love and
peace in that church sanctuary! We were so thrilled that we made it and
after the concert, we had the most peaceful and enjoyable ride back home! I
think time must have warped or bent for us! We were so thankful and filled
with love! Santa must have come early, LOL!
Note from Cynthia: I love how you share the details of this
time-bending experience, especially the part where you noticed a sign
stating you were in Brooklyn, when you were heading to a completely
different part of New York, over on East 90th Street. This kind of time
bending is one of the most commonly reported types of reality shifts that
people have shared with me over the past couple of decades. I'm so
glad that you were able to arrive on time for that wonderful holiday music
program!
Really Grand Miracle
Joni
Newfoundland, Canada
We went out on a family drive, and and decided to watch the
ferry in Portugal Cove, but the road had roadworks. So, we decided to turn
left and up a street and chatted with a few friends there. Then we carried
along the road bringing us out to a very pretty small beach, which we had
visited several times prior. So we pulled up alongside of the beach, and
Rob took our dog, Brodie, out and Brodie got attacked by a pitbull the
second he got out of the car. Now Brodie got out of collar as he was on
lead, so he took off up the road to the left at record speeds for a
dog—Brodie is a Silky Terrior.
Rob tried to run after him, but could not, so I brought our car up the
street. I went up and down the street, no sign. But the fifth time a lady
signaled for me to turn up a side road that was a circle. Brodie had run
up the drive further past a house. When I got there, it seemed Brodie came
out, but there were two giant Shepherds. Brodie headed back behind the
house and came out three times, and was gone! Lost in the bush, bog, and a
cliff. We stayed there all night, thinking he will come come out--but he
did not. Our son came to relieve us after we spent the night in our car. So
did our daughter. Our in law and son were there and decided to stay over so
we could go hoke for some sleep. We did, but since we had not
heard, we felt Brodie could have passed. Yet where he was lost was
not passible bush. When Nate went home he said he has put a tracker
monitor mapper, and was going in bush. I told him to hurry and said where I
felt Brodie was. We both think after 49 hours missing, it was a
long time for a 16 year-old deaf doggie. Yet I could feel him, so I told
him where I felt him. When Nate went in bush, I felt better too, but we
were all broken hearted. But here is where it gets nuts. As Nate went into
the dense bush, I called up Angel Ariel, and asked for help, as we were
beyond flight and fight. So in tears, I asked her to help Nate right. We
were an hour into Nates search. We were saying he can't stay in bush much
longer—there are too many bugs, and light was going. I hated
leaving Brodie here in the bush--I knew he was alive. After one hour and
ten minutes, Nate called--and he was crying, he found him, and said he was
alive, but he needed help to get out of bush. We were a bit and disappeared
the looking to help. I called pals who lived at the end of the street to
come as we did not wish to lose Nate with brodie. It was an intense time,
Cynthia. Omg wild!
Okay, this is where Spirit comes in! As I called in Angel Ariel, so did
Lynne, way out in California. We actually called at the same time. She was
told she could help, if Brodie wished to come home. They asked her to visit
Brodie which she did and told him, his choice, to come home, or Ariel would
take him Home. She told him he was so loved and when Nate found him
Cynthia, there was Brodie lying down on the ground in a tight circle and
Nate touched him, and he lifted his head. Ariel was staying the whole time.
Now Nate touched his back, and he lifted his head but would normally jump.
So Nate picked him up and walked out of the bush up a huge cliff and Rob
was waiting for him. It is a huge miracle he was found at
all—the brush was too dense, but Brodie was resting in a
clearing! He lay as if he was placed there in the only spot that was a
clearing amidst all the brush. Brodie knew we were coming! Sure of it.
Spirit was all over this, and we know blessings and miracles every day we
see him.
Note from Cynthia: Wow, what an amazing miracle it is that you
found dear Brodie! Thank you for sharing this experience with me,
which clearly could’ve turned out so very differently. This
truly seems like an example of how good can it get, given the
circumstances. What a blessing to have such an amazing reunion!
Medical Ultrasound Image Vanished
Anna
Australia
Just recently, I had a curious case of a possible quantum
jump to a parallel universe. I had an abdominal ultrasound done, and was
given access to a portal where I could view the scan, while the report was
sent to my doctor. On the scan, there was an image showing something
unusual on my liver. That spot was marked with the usual white crosses, and
in the detail info panel on the left it said: “10.2 mm in
length”. I was going through the whole scan back and forth, to
see if I can find this thing on other views/angles images – but
that was the only one. I looked at it at least 25 times during my 20-minute
close examination of the scan. Two days later I received a second SMS from
the radiology clinic with a link to my scan. That was unusual. When I
logged in to the portal again and looked through my scan again –
that particular image WAS GONE. I searched the scan several times which
looked the same – except for that one image that was no longer
there. I contacted the radiology and asked why they removed one image or
replaced my scan – which they vehemently denied, claiming that
no one has touched my scan after it was uploaded to the portal, they could
never do this etc. They couldn’t explain the reason for the
second SMS. The report sent to my doctor is normal. I know what I saw. It
is no longer there. Either the clinic initially uploaded another
patient’s scan by mistake and then replaced it with mine, which
they absolutely deny (damage control) – or I jumped to a
parallel reality with no abnormalities on my liver. Re my ultrasound case
– It is so bizarre that I really don’t know what
happened, But as I said – there are only two possible
explanations: either the radiology made a mistake, replaced the scan and
now refuse to admit to it, covering it up to the points of changing the
logs etc – OR I quantum jumped. That’s it. there is
no other explanation. I KNOW what I saw and what I was looking at
several times for over 20 min. To be honest, I’m sitting on the
fence here giving 50-50 probability between the two scenarios. I think my
doctor doesn’t believe me, but she also knows me well and agrees
that I wouldn’t have made up something like that. But she was
looking at me with this strange look on her face, like
“have you been smoking something lately?...” kind of
a look. LOL The thing is that I didn’t pay much attention to
all the other images (about 80 of them) so I can’t say whether
they were replaced too. But I do know that it is very difficult to remove
just ONE image from the US scan, and you need to have a good reason for
that. What reason would the radiology technician have? Makes no
sense. That’s why the whole scan would need to have been
replaced. To answer your question –what happened was that when
I saw the scan, I called the radiology and said I also want to see a copy
of the report, as I was concerned with one image. They said that
they can’t give me the report (which explains the scan) as it
must be only sent to my doctor. That’s the law in
Australia. Patients can’t see their tests results before they
discuss them with their doctor. I said fine. Later that day I received a
second SMS about my scan being available for me to view (remember the black
cat in the Matrix??) with a different link. When I logged in to my account
on that portal and checked the scan – THAT image was gone. The
radiology claims that there is no sign of the scan swap in the logs, and no
one has touched it after it was initially uploaded. But can I trust them???
But then again, they can’t explain the second SMS either!
Conclusion? This is either a heavy duty coverup of a serious mistake by the
radiology OR I quantum jumped. One strange thing was that when I saw that
image with some sort of growth on my liver – my concern was
purely intellectual – like, what the heck is that??
Emotionally, I was very calm inside, I had no tension in my solar plexus
and I KNEW that there was nothing to worry about.
Note from Cynthia: That's such a memorable detail that you
observed, with the text stating something that tantalizes the imagination
with so many questions: "10.2 mm in length." It's not the kind of
thing one would likely imagine on one's own, nor is it likely anything
you'd see elsewhere and mistakenly attribute to a radiology image.
I know your mind is sharp and you are quite observant, and not often
mistakenly seeing things that aren't there, so that leaves us with a
reliable first-hand report of your having seen an ultrasound image that
wasn't seen again, despite not having officially been lost, damaged or
destroyed. Amazing! I definitely can relate to your feeling that
the simplest explanation for what happened at the doctor's office is indeed
either the medical staff made a mistake, replaced the scan, and refused to
admit any of this--or you made a quantum jump. And I love how you
maintained a calm emotional state throughout all of this!
Changes to Windows and Houses
Katrin
Berlin, Germany
We live on the third floor in a complex of almost identical
apartment buildings, the foundation stone of which was laid in 1903. The
buildings are richly decorated and have small bay windows or balconies. The
ceiling height is 3.30 m (a real joy to live in, less so to heat the rooms
;-). Here are two shifting stories from this house. (1) One fine day, I
looked at the small old window in the staircase on the mezzanine floor
above us--the attic above us has now been converted. Modern windows are
installed in the apartments, in the staircase we have these single panes,
divided, with a simple hook for opening and closing. The window panes are
often colored. Ours had been replaced with normal, clear glass. I thought
to myself how great it would be if the panes were colored. "Green would be
nice," went through my head. Then I forgot about it. A few days later I
looked at the window and the outside panes were green! I really had to
laugh. My husband and I have lived in houses with the old, colored panes
and this one looked different. I walked up the steps and looked at the pane
up close. It had clearly been lacquered over on the inside, because there
were leftovers of running lacquer. When light shone through the pane it
glowed light green, but without it was quite dark.
A small part of me thought, "Just ask our caretaker if he painted over the
old windows for fun." But because I knew that the green was a lovely gift
from the universe, I let it go. This year, our super-nice caretaker Mister
Krause renovated the kitchen and bathroom in our apartment. When he rang
the bell, I opened the door and spontaneously praised the beautiful green
windows. He looked at me with confusion and asked, "Which green?" I
pointed to the attic window. Visibly irritated, he paused and said very
slowly, as if he were sorting out his thoughts: Oh yes, of course, they
kept the old windows in. I said: so they weren't repainted? He replied: no,
they were made like that. When he left, I went up to the window. Yes, it
was obvious that this window had never been painted. The clearly palpable
vestiges, where the lacquer had run down, had disappeared! So, yes, we are
living in a kind of Matrix, whatever this means by detail, and our
realities cross and melt. Possibilities without end—why not a
world at peace?! (2) Our house is part of a complex of 6 or 7 houses. One
day I went to one of the other houses for the first time, to see special
neighbors. The elderly couple take great care of the garden, they have
turned it into a paradise, and she (Monika) is a trained seamstress who
sews clothes for the neighbors. While we were going through the clothes, I
looked at her living room window. It was very different from ours, among
other things in its shape. Hers was beautifully oval and rounded at the
top. It looked fantastic. I spoke to Monika about it and she was delighted,
but then asked if our windows hadn't been replaced too. I rocked on the
soles of my feet in embarrassment because I saw OLD windows. I noticed that
the floor beneath my feet was not made of springy wooden floorboards like
ours. There was carpet, but thin tiles were laid underneath. Really hard
and flat, as if the floor came from another time. When I left the house, I
felt like I had escaped fairyland, because I knew that their window front
looked EXACTLY like ours from the outside. To be on the safe side, I
checked: yes, all the windows were square. Since then, I have been sure
that I was standing in an old version of this apartment, but my
conversation partner was in her current one.
Note from Cynthia: Thank you so very much for sharing these
extraordinary moments with observing changes to your window pane glass, and
the "fairyland" house nearby. That's so intriguing that you'd been
wishing that the glass in your apartment has now been painted a nice color
of green, which you'd been thinking would be nice. And now it's
"always" been this way--well done! I love how you had sense of
experiencing something truly special to be in your neighbor's house with
such a beautiful oval window when you were inside the house--and back to
matching the square windows once you were outside again.
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