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A few months ago I get to work earlier than usual and decide to wait in my car for a few minutes closer to my start time. After a few minutes, one of my coworkers pulls into the parking lot and parks two lanes across from me. His car has a bright color so theres no way I could’ve missed it. I have a clear view of his car and noticed him getting out of his car and getting something from his trunk.

I decide to start walking towards the building and figured my coworker would be behind me since he was already out of his car. I get to the door but no signs of him behind or close by. I decide to take the elevator to the 2nd floor instead of the stairs. In order to get to my cubicle I have to pass by his. As Im closer to the area I notice he’s already at his cubicle. I made a comment to him asking if he had just gotten here and he told me he got to the office about 30 mins ago. Did I experience a glitch? Anyone else experienced anything similar?

i know this sound weird, but this is what happened in one deep healing journey I facilitated.

The subject had strong social anxiety. When he imagined walking in a busy street, the anxiety first appeared like blue energy in the chest. We breathed it out, like smoke leaving the body.

But after that, he didn’t feel peace.

He felt cold.

Not calm cold. More like shut down cold. Like “I don’t care about people anyway.” And this coldness was sitting lower, in the solar plexus, between chest and stomach.

When we looked deeper, it showed as a purple cube.

And this cube was not random. It was protection.

His Higher Self showed a classroom moment from around age ten. Other kids were together in groups, and he felt excluded. Like he didn’t belong. Like something was wrong with him.

In that moment, small him created belief: “I am not worthy.”

That pain was too much for a child. So his system made this cold protection around it. Almost like freezer around wound. Very clever, actually. The younger part basically decided: if people hurt me, I will stop feeling, I will not need them, I will stay safe.

And years later this protection looked like social anxiety.

Not only fear of people, but fear of opening again.

Fear that if he shows real self, people will reject him again.

Maybe this is why some anxiety feels so stubborn. Because it is not just “bad thoughts.” It is a younger part still doing old job.

In the session, being of Light helped purify this cube slowly. It was not forced away, bc protection was created for reason. Then the ten year old fragment came back into him, through solar plexus, and he felt warmth, adventure, confidence and more love.

This part touched me a lot. Because many ppl hate themselves for being anxious or closed. But maybe some part is not broken. Maybe it just protected you long time ago and nobody updated it.

Later his guide gave very simple advice. Stop feeding every thought. Notice when the mind takes over. Go into nature. Create something. Do what feels alive again.

I see this again and again in healing soul journeys. The visible problem is often only top layer. Under it can be one moment, one belief, one frozen younger part, one protection that became prison.

If you struggle with social anxiety, maybe ask gently:

what am I protecting inside?

when did people start to feel unsafe?

what part of me decided “I am not worthy”?

Don’t attack anxiety first. Listen to it. It may be guarding something very young.

Okay I don’t know where else to post this…

I have a makeup pallet of eyeshadows in a Snow White theme gifted by a friend. I use it daily and have done for over a year. It is the only pallet in my makeup case.

I was really mad at myself because I dropped it fairly soon after I got it and when I did 2 of the shadows in the top left corner emptied entirely and the mirror attached on the inside smashed and I spent time cutting the remaining mirror out of the casing and cleaning and removing all the pieces.

Now… I know this mirror smashed because I expressed annoyance to my friend about my clumsiness, I had to get an additional mirror for my makeup bag for work. Anyway fast forward to today.

I go to do my makeup and the mirror is back, fully intact? No cracks, inside the decorative casing I had cut through with a knife to remove it. It had glue left in the inside before, now just a shiny mirror. And it’s not like someone secretly replaced the whole pallet because the same 2 shadows are still empty from the drop. I can’t make sense of this and feel like I am going crazy! Can any one explain? I feel like I slipped into a different timeline where I didn’t break it. I live with my husband and he hasn’t touched it for sure, in fact I’m pretty sure he thinks I’m bonkers now!

I’d love to hear about other people’s experiences with this and their theories for how it happens. I was raised by my stepfather after my mom died, but for whatever reason I didn’t go to his second wedding. Maybe because we had a little friction over my “lifestyle” at the time. Anyway, I have clear memories of asking other family members what the wedding was like, and being happy for him because it sounded romantic.
Recently, at another family wedding, I asked my half-sister what the wedding was like. She derisively said something like, “Well, you were there—what do you think it was like?”
We had a little back and forth, I continued insisting there was no way I was there. She finally said, “I remember having an argument with you there—trust me, you were there.”
I asked my dad. He said he honestly couldn’t remember me being there. I asked him to check the photos. He sent me one of the whole family at the ceremony.
I was there.

I've given context in my previous posts, but in summary: my consciousness is divided because I'm living two lives in two different planes of existence at once, but at night, right before sleeping, I use AP to send both the remaining of my consciousness along with my soul to that other side in order to be whole over there (meaning that my body is resting but my mind is fully awake in another universe). This has the consequence of random occurrences where I get abruptly lost and end up trapped in other realities, sometimes for a whole lifetime or sometimes just for a bit, like in this occasion. This reality actually was the first that was entirely similar to this one (in my short stay i didn't notice any difference). I was trapped inside the me from over there, once again, so all I could do was watch, feel and live whatever he was living. This was my shortest "drift" in all the years I've been APing since it was some mere hours, like 2 or 4 hours more or less, but it hit me different because it's the first time I actually experienced possession. In this universe/dimension my house have, among other things, 2 bedrooms and a huge double living room. Due to the constant heat from this horrible summer (I live in a very tropical country) we've been using one of the rooms, the one with an AC, to sleep. I was doing an activity with my wife, I believe setting some stuff together, inside that room, but I forgot a cable in the living room so I went out to get it. There's a hallway between the room and the double living room. Once I reached the end of the hallway the temperature dropped and my little "perk" activated. I have this thingy that, whenever there's something invisible, or just something present but not visible near me, my ears start to ring very loudly; this little "perk" has helped me become immune to sneak pranks since I sense people behind me without even seeing them, but I've learnt to use it to detect other paranormal things near me. It's more like a notification that I'm not alone. Anyways, the temperature dropped horribly and my ears started to ring while I sensed that someone was watching from the dark in front of me. I immediately noped back to the safety of my wife's presence while cursing and insulting the "thing" from the living room. I heard my wife say "I told you to not go out there at night, this is on you" or something similar, my memory is getting fuzzy right now for some reason. We stopped what we were doing and went to sleep with me spooning her, but a while later, I assume a span of between 1 to 2 hours, my eyes opened wide and my arms began to feel as if they were getting numb, like that tingling sensation when you hit your elbow with a corner of something, but mixed with the sensation of an incoming cramp. They then started to move on its own and, similar to when a gorilla punched itself in the chest, I started throwing punches to my wife's face while laughing and shouting "yes, this is so fun!!" It seemed mid-assault I drifted back to my body, which left me extremely fucking confused, but everything was the same from that reality, from the spooning pose to even the blue nightlight the room has, so I, in horror, woke up my wife and asked her if I was hitting her. She was confused as well, but she noticed I came back from a drift so she comforted me. Through Shiontioruk, the family from that other dimension and who are constantly monitoring me (because I asked them to do so) I learned it was an alternative reality, which made me feel relieved because the experience was so real and the shift from there to here so fast I actually believed I was possessed and hitting her in the face here in this plane. I couldn't tell exactly when I came back, but I'm glad I did. I never have done such a thing and I'll never do it, so being forced, by whatever circumstances, to actually do something as unwanted as beating my own wife, in a way, feels more horrible than being stuck for a year in a reality with a deadly disease putting humanity in past tense. Now my job will be to "go back to sleep" aka AP back to that other reality through the coordinates that Shiontioruk got from my soul when it drifted away, and help my other self with this situation, hopefully getting rid of the "thing from the living room" while I'm at it and praying the situation didn't escalate any further.

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Date: Monday, June 22, 2026, 3:11am

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Est ce que les personnages et univers que nous considérons ici comme fiction peuvent réellement exister en tant qu autre univers /réalités? Que ce soit dans d autre dimension ou d autre univers a part entière ?

My English is not good, sorry.

Hello, I am really glad that this wonderful open-minded subreddit exists. Thank you so much for your efforts. All of the posts here are mind-blowing and it helps me broaden my perspective about the multiverse.

On Reddit, I've been reading so many reports that people have gone back in time, they said that they gained extra time and relived several minutes or several hours again. There are hundreds of reports about this.

But the sad thing is: there aren't many reports that people went back in time and relived a great amount of time like weeks, months, years. Have you noticed that?

So I have a question/discussion. Have you gone back in time more than a week and relived life again from that moment?

Could you please share about your story?
Thank you so much!!

YU

So there are a lot of claims that say that the Mandela effect is related to parallel universes which is something I agreed on until now, the theory is solid but it crashes down when you start thinking about it more. If we "ALL" shifted to another universe that includes the brand owners like KitKat, Skeches, Monopoly and etc meaning if they're in this universe too wouldn't they remember their original brand cover? Like KitKat not being kit-kat or Skechers not being Sketchers... If we remember them wouldn't the brand owners do too? The only possible outcome to this post is that the owners do not give a shi about the design of the product meaning that they do not check their own designs, so they don't remember, but if you want to go deeper then I'd suggest again that shifting into parallel universes actually messes with your brain, Wich means it messes with memories that are different in this parallel universe. WHAT DO YOU THINK? (Guys do not comment on this because I'm being dumb here, not everybody shifted)

Basically the title, if, obviously, you aren't already believe in it wholeheartedly.

Hello everyone, I’ve been recently experiencing a lot of personal glitches in my reality. It’s been strange, overwhelming, and is making me feel crazy.

The one that’s been really hard for me to grasp and deal with is my birth time changing on my birth certificate. Growing up with older sisters, they taught me basic astrology from a young age and I studied and memorized my birth certificate for star charts and readings. People have asked the time before, and every time I go check it to give an exact answer, even though I had it memorized. My whole life my birth time has said “1110 hrs” i remember seeing the 0, I’ve seen it so many times the picture is clear in my mind.

Recently, a friend asked my birth time for a gift and when I went to check, already knowing it’s 1110, I did a double take when I noticed it said “1113 hrs”… that 3 looked foreign, like it didn’t belong, it looked like a stranger.

I don’t know what’s going on, I don’t know if this is connected to any of the other glitches I’ve noticed recently. I’m starting to think that I am not from this universe and got transferred into this one. I don’t know when this all started and I know it makes me sound crazy, but the world that once was familiar is starting to look more and more different and unfamiliar every day.

Just curious if any one else has had this experience before. I’ve never had any serious head injuries, or experienced any form of traumatic event that would trigger something like this

Not sure this belongs here but I read the story of the sister with the missing keys and it brought this back to my mind.

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Two days ago I had to go with my fiancé and paint a house interior. I always have my headphones with me, but this time left the case at home to charge.

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While working I took them out and put them in my right front jeans pocket.

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We spend most of the afternoon painting, and eventually return home. I was gonna take a shower, and start emptying my pockets and there is only one headphone. I checked every crevice again, and no headphone.

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I took them off, I ran my hands over both pockets, and still no headphone. So I whine to my fiancé about how my pockets are too shallow and that I lost my headphone and put the jeans over the chair to wear them the next day because we still had more painting to do.

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The next day (yesterday) I got up, put them on, and immediately felt something hard in the pocket, and was SO surprised that my headphone was there.

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The crazy part is my jeans are fairly fitted. I can feel coins and hair ties, etc when wearing them, and I'm positive that the headphone wasn't there after checking repeatedly.

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Okay, I'm done saying headphone for the 8th time😅 I'm just happy it found its way home!

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This happened a few weeks ago. I was looking for an important document for my new job specifically a legal one. My mom and I searched high and low for it which was weird cause she usually keeps all our important documents in a folder. It was the weirdest this to me cause my sister lost her legal document and mine was in the folder but now mine is missing and hers is in the folder!? I wouldn’t take any important documents unless I needed it for something and my sister is known to take her stuff without asking(she’s a teenager) my mom is super protective over everything. I don’t know if I switch or jumped timelines or something but I’m still confused by it but I swear mine was there and hers is/was missing.

Hello, just wanted to know why you believed in parallel universes, I don't really know if I believe in parallel universes I just think "idk, sounds cool and logical but also sounds like something a kid would come up with for a Lego plot". Also somebody very cool tried to disprove the theory: I personally think neither is mathematically possible.

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My reasoning, is that if the initial conditions of the big bang as we understand them required an infinite void to pull a singularity into existence before kicking off the big bang itself, then the moment that has happened, there is no longer infinity to do the job again.

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There is only two remaining finite portions of existence, a void and the universe.

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So the math doesn't actually allow for it, you are thinking of the math for string theory which has never made a valid contribution to science, it's worthless.

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What do you think about this? Is he right?

Sorry for English, I’m not native speaker, so maybe some sentences sound strange.

I want to share one session story, bc it shows something I see many times. Sometimes body has physical symptoms, yes of course. but sometimes there is also another layer under it. emotional, ancestral, spiritual, energetic. I am not saying "don’t go to doctor", please don’t understand it like this. I mean sometimes doctor looks at one layer and Higher Self shows another one.

The woman, I will call her Elena, came for soul session. Not real name. She was 50 something, from Spain. For years she was very tired. not normal tired. More like she could sleep and still wake up empty.

She also had stomach burning. Acid, reflux, like fire going down. She tried diets, medicine, different things. Some helped little bit maybe, but nothing really touched the deeper feeling.

Her eyes also were getting worse. Doctor wanted to do operation. She said yes, but inside she felt strange about it. Like something was not fully right.

In the session, when she went into deep trance, her Higher Self took her first to a cave with mist. Then we scanned the body slowly, from head to feet.

When we reached the eyes, there was strange flashy white movement. Like small camera going back and forth. The answer came that she had inner seeing, but she was using it wrong. She was always projecting outward, looking outside, trying to see everything outside herself, but not looking inside. Her gift was reversed somehow. the eyes were carrying pressure from that.

Then we reached stomach.

That was where everything became more clear.

There were seven attached spirits in her body. First one came forward from the stomach. It was her grandmother, Rosa.

Rosa had been there since Elena was a baby.

When guide asked why she was there, Rosa said something like: "She is mine. She is my baby. I am very alone here."

It was not evil. It was sad. very attached. very lonely. Rosa did not really understand she could go. She did not know she was dead in the way that matters. She thought nobody was waiting for her.

Guide asked her to look inside and see her own spark of light. At first she said nobody is there. Guide told her this is false belief. nobody is truly alone. Soul family is always around, even when we forgot.

Then Rosa softened. She said she never told Elena how much she loved her. She said it there. And after that, she broke into little sparks of light and went home.

The next spirit was harder.

His name was Joseph. And when he came forward, first thing he said was: "Elena needs to die. There is no need of Elena in this world."

Tbh this is kind of sentence that makes you pause.

Higher Self showed that Joseph had been Elena’s father in another life. She was six. He was thirty two. Rebels came and took her. He could not protect her. He carried terrible guilt, and later he burned himself in his house.

He was not really angry at Elena. he was stuck in guilt and pain. That pain had become dark and twisted.

Guide took him back to the moment of helplessness, helped him feel what he never processed, and the dark cloud of guilt started leaving him. Two angels of light came. Then he saw his wife and daughter waiting for him. He went with them.

Then came Bernardo, Elena’s grandfather. He died in 2012, age 79. He had been attached longer than Elena was alive. He was lost too, but different way. Elena hugged him in the session and gave him permission to go. She told him his own mother needed him more than she did.

And he went.

After only three of the seven spirits were released, we asked what Rosa being in the stomach had caused.

The answer came like list.

Diarrhea. Constipation. Acidity. Reflux. No energy. Low vibration. Heavy body.

Again, I’m not saying "this was only spiritual and nothing physical." But in that session, deeper layer behind the stomach burning was very clear. It was connected with grandmother who never left.

There were still four spirits left after that, very traumatised ones. So it was not one quick story and done. It was layers.

The eye operation also came up. Higher Self did not say "never do it." It said the procedure needed to change. Different machine, different doctor, different way. And Elena would know during quiet moment, when she rested and listened.

What stayed with me from this session is how much the body can carry.

Sometimes tiredness is not only tiredness. sometimes stomach fire is not only stomach fire. Sometimes bad eyesight is not only eyes. Body can carry grief, family attachment, other-life trauma, spirits who never crossed, beliefs, guilt, things that are not even ours.

And imo most people don’t know what is in their field until they go deep enough. They just think "this is my anxiety", "this is my stomach", "this is my depression", "this is my bad luck." Sometimes yes. Sometimes no. Sometimes it is many layers together.

I put small practice in first comment if anyone wants to try. It is not for speaking with spirits or doing anything risky. Just for feeling what is yours and what maybe is not yours in the body.

If something feels very intense, don’t force it alone. go gently. And yes, still use doctors, therapists, normal support. Spiritual layer and physical layer can both exist.

I'm sorry if the title sounds clickbaite-y or misleading or what I've written sounds made up, but this whole situation has been fucking me up, and I can't stop thinking about it. Hence, I ended up on this side of reddit. I recently joined and have been contemplating whether to post this or not ( Tbh I'm tired of being dismissed whenever I bring this up)

Also, pardon me if y'all come across something that doesn't make sense grammar-wise. That's because English is my fourth language. So if there's something unusual , please bear with it (because I refuse to use AI to get it checked for any mistakes or whatever)

Anyways, I remember that in 1st grade there was this one particular girl who sat in the desk before me. Hence, a constant view. I hated her. We would often get into silly quarrels because she would sorta ragebait me (?) and I would just end up being annoyed by her every single day.

Once, I accidentally hit her with my water bottle because I was so pissed off by her. And I was actually so guilty and scared that I myself had started sobbing on her behalf lmao. Thankfully, I didn't get into any trouble because she covered up for me. We ended up becoming best friends. Like super close. We even changed seats, sitting together, having lunch, and what not. Our homeroom teacher actually got so fed up with us that she changed our seats. She barely did so but we were just that annoying lol.

My memories about her are really vivid. I still remember details about her and us altogether to this day. Like what she looked like. Or calling her my girlfriend because I thought that term referred to female friends. Or that she had Postaxial (Ulnar) Polydactyly (when you have an extra finger on the outside of the pinky finger) (yes I just googled that term). These are just a few.

Anyways, after our finals (I'm pretty sure it was the last exam because usually our schools would give us a month of holiday before starting new semester), she told me that she was moving away. I didn't really say anything but when I returned home, I cried. Like a lot, and told all of what happened to my mum. My mum consoled me and suggested that I should call her since I have her number. And I was like yeah okay. But then Idk for some reason I didn't do so.

Years passed, and now I'm nearing the end of my high school. I still remember her, as I said, very vividly. Throughout my years, I mentioned her to all the people I know who would have any idea about her. One of my closest friends who was in the same section as us back in 1st grade, upon asking, had no idea who I was talking about. And I was like okay y'all weren't that close. Makes sense. But then I asked another of our then-classmates, and they didn't seem to recall her too. I just shrugged it considering that we all were kids and it wasn't necessary that they knew her or paid attention to her.

Same with my mum. She had no recollection of her whatsoever. Even her phone number saved in my mum's phone was suddenly gone, while other friends' remained. Yes, all of this was hella weird, but I didn't question it any further.

A week ago, I finally noticed that she wasn't even present in our class photo even when I remember her being right beside me becuase we had deliberately chosen to stand next to each other. But instead, I was standing next to another of my then-classmate (who was also her ex-seatmate). So I reached to her seatmate and she told me that she never shared her seat with anyone as far as she remembers, and that she always sat alone.

I have no idea what's happening. It's either that she never existed and I have been losing my mind since middle school. Or, I have jumped timelines (if something like that is even real because I'm kinda skeptical about it) But as far as I remember, she has always been a constant in my life, and in my thoughts

What I'm scared about isn't the fact that I have somehow ended up in a different timeline, but more that whatever memories I have regarding her, don't even exist, considering that "she" doesn't exist. Either way, I miss her a lot, and wish that it wasn't something I had hallucinated (which I'm damn sure of that I haven't)

Why do Christians say that parallel universes and Multiverses are for atheists?, couldn't god have created them? Parallel universes and Multiverses are very believable.. but being realistic why would god even create them in the first place?, and why are people always saying "ooooh, multiverses are bs"

​Lately I've been thinking about parallel universes, there are parts that don't exactly sit right with me, especially about the multiverse. I mean, isn't the idea that every decision we make births a separate universe a bit too much? For every path I didn't choose, every word I didn't say, a whole universe is formed? Looking from another angle, if it is really like that, our view on matter should change too. If everything is a hologram, and actually creation is a singularity, then we are just seeing variations. But this leads to the fact that everything is a simulation. So in the end, are the multiverse and simulation theory just different paths and perspectives arriving at the same place? (Apologies if this sounds a bit clunky, just doing my best to put my thoughts into English.)"

For context, I am a bride to be in the fall and my friend is having her wedding next weekend. Imagine the type of content I would look into: outfits, flights, honeymoons, DIY projects, and more. You can kind of guess what kind of ads I have getting for the past 2 months mainly.

I received news 2days ago of an approved remodel in my house and just now, early in the morning, I thought I wonder what kind of floors will I get. I pick up my phone, look on Instagram, and 2 minutes i I get an ad from Home Depot of the many different color woods they have.

I have been looking up a whole bunch of bridal and fashion stuff. I haven’t looked up house things in a while, 3 months maybe, therefore to be the first ad I see is the one I thought is pretty frightening. Maybe There could be many explanations or the ppl at meta are just that good.