Ever noticed a change to reality that no-one else does?

This has happened to me.

Here are three examples... one small, and two quite large:

1. I was putting on my favorite pair of earrings, silver hoops... I dropped one. I tore my side of the bedroom apart looking for it. I must have spent 20-30 minutes looking for the darned thing and I was frustrated and upset (my faorite earrings!). I told my husband they must have slipped into another dimension - and I meant it. A little while later when he was tired of hearing me grumble about it, he went upstairs, took one look beneath my dresser/nightstand and said 'Here it is'. And there it was, plain as day. And no he wasn't playing a prank on me.

2. Before I moved up to DFW to be with my husband (then boyfriend) we drove back and forth alot between DFW & San Antonion. There was an orthopedic hospital along the route, which I mentioned to him to check out as he was going to get corrective surgery on his leg from when he had broken it a few years before, and he was looking into doctors. I had always thought it was a weird location to have this orthopedic hospital because it was VERY large and seemed like it was plunked down on the side of the highway in the middle of nowhere. So one day I was driving up to see him in DFW and I didn't see the hospital on my route. I thought I missed it. I looked for it on my way back -- and I didn't see it then either. Henceforth, I looked for it every time and it was not there. I told him about it, and he didn't remember seeing it again either. The place just disappeared! NOw of course, if I ask him about it, he will admit to remembering our conversation about it and my consternation that the building had disappeared, but he doesn't actually remember the building anymore.

3. The most recent, and the most startling was about a year ago. I had started working at a new place, and had to ride the elevator every day, and swipe my badge to get it to go to my floor. The elevator key pad was on the right, and so were the badge swiper things. The elevator license/certificate thingy was posted on the left hand side. One day I got into the elevator and was ready to go down to the ground floor, and when I pressed the button, I stood back and my gaze naturally glided over to the left side to look at the elevator license/posting. I literally felt a jolt/as if I has been slapped when I noticed that directly beneath the posting there was NOW A SECOND ELEVATOR KEYPAD. I mean it was an electric sense that something had changed. My first thought was 'that was never there before, something has changed' and then my next thought was ... surely I am imagining this. I racked my brains, but I was positive that until that moment there had never been a second keypad. I have since chalked it up to a glitch in the matrix (like the others above) and just shrug and move on.

I have no idea what changed in the course of the world or in the course of my life, but YES, emphatically yes, sometimes I see these things and it seems like I am the only one.

Hi.

Sorry. You tell me.

I have an idea. There are say 3 thousand universes and each is the same but a little different and you are in each universe. Say one of you gets enlightened and can travel between the universes to help you in your universe and is able to change things...maybe not but they have different memories coming from different universes. All the memories are true but if they are exchanging with you and it is their memory in your body, get it? When they go it changes back or it changes as is in another universe. You share your conciousness with yourself from another universe. I hope this isn't happening but it is my guess. Like it?

Or maybe, the universes are becoming blended in a way on an energetic level.

Wow, what a great example. Just had a conversation with a friend a few months ago about tank man. From what I vividly recall he was not run over. My friend looked at me like I was crazy. and said that he was run over...like it was something everyone should know...like Reagan being shot. I looked it up and was shocked to see that he was run over. I was

. . . memory is in the genes . . . and sin is in the blood.

You can go back into the past by doing something like this: Start walking quickly and suddenly spin and quickly walk the complete opposite direction . . . All of this has to be done in the twinkling of an eye. In other words you have to be really quick and fast, actually you probably have to be a Pisces.

There is something between motion and non-motion, and if you can grab/swirl into it, itwill throw you back into your past of hundreds of years ago. You will actually find yourself in clothing of that age and youwill be talking to people, and using utensils of that era. It, of course, it willnot be you but a Forefather in your blood lines (genes).

I noticed this but to a different degree, it happened a few years ago when I committed suicide.

Before I died lots of things were different...

Places in England (and I mean big places) were in different areas, or different sizes, I specifically remember Brighton being about 4 times the size than it actually is, there were more buildings, the layout was very different, this is such with several places, things and people were different yet the same

What actually happened is a few years ago my life went to complete hell, lost 2 of my closest mates and was made homeless. I decided enough was enough and to throw myself off of the suspension bridge (an infamous suicide spot in Bristol). I clearly remember slinging myself off the bridge without even thinking about it. I remember falling then feeling great pain (before I hit the bottom). JUST before I hit the bottom I blacked out, when I came to I was passed out... at the top of the bridge as if I had never jumped off. Things were very different yet the same. places were different, people I remembered were slightly different. It was kind of weird

My husband and I are talking about this now! I remember him being run over. My husband does not. I remember in 7th grade learning about this. I came home and looked up the video online and saw it all. I just looked up the same video and it was very different.

well actually, now i think about it, I recall hearing Carlos puyol as well during the world cup???? but i could have misunderstood the commentator or the commentator assumed it was Carlos instead of Carles because Carlos is a common name....

but i don't really watch soccer so I cant say.

. . . memory is in the genes . . . and sin is in the blood.

You can go back into the past by doing something like this: Start walking quickly and suddenly spin and quickly walk the complete opposite direction . . . All of this has to be done in the twinkling of an eye. In other words you have to be really quick and fast, actually you probably have to be a Pisces.

There is something between motion and non-motion, and if you can grab/swirl into it, itwill throw you back into your past of hundreds of years ago. You will actually find yourself in clothing of that age and youwill be talking to people, and using utensils of that era. It, of course, it willnot be you but a Forefather in your blood lines (genes).

That actually happened to my ex boyfriend in 2003. We had moved into a new apartment and the first night we were there, he had some kind of psychic flashback to the people who had lived there back in the 70's. He said he walked into the kitchen to get a drink of water, and the walls had some kid of brown and yellow wallpaper on them which they didn't have in our time. He said he heard someone call out to a person named Laura. He was normally very serious so it was pretty freaky.

I have a ton of these the craziest one by far was the fact that until i was like 26 or so I knew Bob Dylan had been killed in a car accident in the 60's. When ever i raised this to anyone they cite his motorcycle accident. I swear all my life I knew he had been killed in a "car accident" up till like 2005. I have few more but they are minor.

I noticed this but to a different degree, it happened a few years ago when I committed suicide.

Before I died lots of things were different...

Places in England (and I mean big places) were in different areas, or different sizes, I specifically remember Brighton being about 4 times the size than it actually is, there were more buildings, the layout was very different, this is such with several places, things and people were different yet the same

What actually happened is a few years ago my life went to complete hell, lost 2 of my closest mates and was made homeless. I decided enough was enough and to throw myself off of the suspension bridge (an infamous suicide spot in Bristol). I clearly remember slinging myself off the bridge without even thinking about it. I remember falling then feeling great pain (before I hit the bottom). JUST before I hit the bottom I blacked out, when I came to I was passed out... at the top of the bridge as if I had never jumped off. Things were very different yet the same. places were different, people I remembered were slightly different. It was kind of weird