Surfing The Possibilities

[Fred Steeves]

If you shifted to a parallel universe, or put differently to any other of the infinite possibilities awaiting the possible focus of our attention, would you realize it? I would say not, even though many, if not all of us actually are presently living in one.

Here's an example: When I was 19, My Dad, little sister and I, were at a swimming hole in North Carolina favored by the locals. It was at a deep spot in a river, with a 40' high cliff where you could hike up the back side to jump off into the water.

One very important thing that had to be kept in mind, was that you had to be sure to jump well out, because straight down was lined with nothing but huge boulders. Being young, strong, and at times rather showoffy, I decided to freak my Dad and sister out by faking to slip and fall, but then grabbing hold of an overhanging tree limb by one hand, and then swing back in laughing.

Well, the limb was thicker than I realized, and as I felt my hand slipping off, I knew I had just made a critical error, and was about to die right in front of them. The last thoughts through my head going down were my sister screaming my name, finger tips desperately scratching the cliff side for a hold, and then acceptance of what was about to happen. "Will it hurt before...?"

Then, a big splash. "Holy s**t, I'm still here?" Inexplicably there was a gap in the boulders, and one gap only, just wide enough for a person standing up to fit in, which had somehow been 'overlooked' before. No damage done, save for a gash on my shin deep enough to see the bone when spread out.

Looking back now, here's what I think is a distinct possibility: That version of "Fred" was indeed crushed and killed on the rocks that beautiful summer day back in '85, and right in front of his family. But "Fred's" focus shifted to a different possibility of reality in that moment, a reality where there really was a gap in the rocks, and in just that spot off to the side.

Perhaps that version of "Fred" would have merrily slept through life like most people do, but it was an opportunity to shift gears into a different set of possibilities. A reality where at the very least, the dead man could tell the tale.

Perhaps this has happened to you as well.

Something to think about anyway, when we hear of someone getting killed, or on the flip side someone miraculously surviving.

[sheme]

Posted by indigopete- in proof of life after death- Here we have an example of what you speak of but from a differnt slant- I believe this young lad has jumped hence the apparent anomolies . http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Wh0OsVtdeE

Glad we share the same time for now Fred. I was only thinking about this with regard to this lad and along you come with your story! Every thing bends!

[RUSirius]

Fred, great story, glad you made it man, wow.

[genevieve]

Fred--

I've have a variety of experiences similar to yours, where the outcome seemed inevitable. Here's one that still amazes me:

I was travelling on a mountain road, one hard curve after another, when I came around a curve and there was an oncoming car in my lane. I had no room to maneuver. I was in total disbelief that what was going to happen (head-on collision) was going to happen. I closed my eyes before the inevitable impact. Some seconds passed. I opened my eyes. No crash. NO OTHER CAR! WTF?

This, along with other incidents, makes me think that it was my TOTAL disbelief that actually stopped that track of reality, even though it seemed like it was really truly no-getting-around-it going to happen.

Maybe there was a split-off and it did happen in another reality. I don't know, but I'm glad I'm only aware of this one and I'm glad you're in this one, too!

Peace Love Joy & Harmony,
Genevieve

[Dorjezigzag]

I can totally relate to this, having been in countless situations where I think how did I survive that.

When I was in my late teens I disappeared for a while and a story went around that I had died, there was a few looks of horror when I saw them again.

When life is particularly surreal you start thinking is there a glitch in reality or perhaps "maybe I'm dead".

Pretty soon after I met my girlfriend we were in a horrendous storm in a rickety ship and we often joke to each other, that "maybe we're dead" It has become our catchphrase and we even wrote a song about it.

Sometimes I think, maybe we have been hit by a asteroid, or there has been a super volcano etc etc and we are all dead, unable to face this reality yet and constructing this illusion that we are still alive.

I cannot resist but put this clip in.;)

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[RMorgan]

Damn Fred! You always kind of looked a bit crazy to me, mate. I´m sure you learned the lesson about exhibitionism back then, right? :)

Indeed, I have also thought about such possibility, I mean, each close encounter with the grim reaper actually is consummated, but life goes on as it was supposed to, instantly, and we´re transferred to a parallel universe or something of that nature.

Reminds of something that happened to me a few years ago. I thought I was going to die as well.

I was in a party in a remote rural area, it was night and very dark. Cool party.

I was desperate to take a leak but the bathroom was occupied and I just couldn´t wait any longer or I would wet my pants, so I went to the woods to relieve myself.

I picked up a random spot there. It was almost pitch black dark. So, when I was about to take a leak, I gave one step forward for no reason, just to fall down into the emptiness of space; That was exactly how I felt, man.

There was a construction going one there; They were leveling the ground and I fell down from about a 10m height, just to land on a pile of soft dirt. Didn´t hurt myself, not even a scratch.

Really, for a moment, I felt like I was being sucked by a portal or something like that. During those few seconds of free fall in total darkness, I felt like I was going to die or worse. Terrifying experience, dude. Hahahaha.

Who knows... Perhaps I died back then; And I´m still dead in that universe.

Raf.

[Fred Steeves]

Who knows... Perhaps I died back then; And I´m still dead in that universe.


That's it Raf, just like genevieve's head on collision that never happened, atleast not here. Maybe your hole originally had rebar sticking up all around awaiting a concrete pour, just like there was no break in the boulders at the bottom of my cliff.

Kind of reminds me of the old 60's saying: "No matter where you go, there you are".

[Mandala]

I had a couple of situations like that, but I always thought I had one heck of a great guardian angel. Looking at it from your perspective Fred, I died 3 times and switched time lines. Is that because of the contracts and life lessons we signed up for?

Or all we all in a matrix pod and none of this is real, just implanted memories.

[Fred Steeves]

I had a couple of situations like that, but I always thought I had one heck of a great guardian angel. Looking at it from your perspective Fred, I died 3 times and switched time lines. Is that because of the contracts and life lessons we signed up for?.

Dunno Mandala, I'm still learning/remembering just like you. Whenever any certain answer presents itself and seems "solid', another is sure to swoop on in shortly to say: "Hey...But wait just a second here". And that's a good thing.(LOL)

Until some time after I joined Avalon, I always went with the guardian angel thing too. The cliff incident was not my only one either, and it's always made me wonder why some young kids who say, go drinking and recklessly driving die in a fiery crash their first time out, while others are much more "fortunate". Maybe there IS a guardian angel thing going on, but that's where things get messy.




Or all we all in a matrix pod and none of this is real, just implanted memories.

Again, messy... :wacko2: All I know for sure is that the only way "out" is within. Beyond that? Well...

[DNA]

I know you dig the Jane Robert's Seth Material, and according to Seth, we are buzzing in and out of alternative realities all of the time. Dreams happen to be a way of merging our consiousness with said realities. This is why we have these dreams with folks we know so well, and wake up wondering how this person we know so well doesn't really exist in our waking world.

[T Smith]

Great story, Fred.

I had a similar experience where I not-so-subtly "jumped" between universes. I imagine we likely shift a hundred times in and out of probable realities and between alternate universes every day and our ego consciousness never knows the difference, but this was much different. It wasn't a conscious choice, or a subtle shift, but a blatant move that smacked my ego right across the face, as if to say, "don't mind the intrusion and enjoy the ride, but you're not really in charge here, sport..."

I was driving down a high-traffic highway, in an urban neighborhood, shops, malls, traffic lights etc. I was very familiar with the area; in the day time there would be a lot of traffic, stop and go, etc. But this was perhaps the only time of day when the road was completely deserted. It was 2:30 am in the morning and I was the only car on the road. I was returning from a late night gathering at a friend's house; I was very tired and wary at that hour and nearly falling asleep at the wheel. I remember specifically drifting in and out of awareness and struggling to keep myself awake. I was in a quasi pre-dream state.

As I approached an empty intersection going full boar, half dozing off, something in mind clicked and a surge of adrenaline rushed through my body. For a split second, the universe itself seemed like a negative photograph, where white is black and black is white. Everything was different; all the rules were different, reality itself was different! I realized I was about to run a green light! I hadn't even slowed down! Green meant STOP! And here I was going full boar through a green light!

I slammed on the breaks and brought my vehicle to a violent screeching halt, sliding sideways right in the middle of the intersection. This all happened in a split second, although it seemed like slow motion. Only then, amid the smell of burnt rubber and smoking tires did I jar back to reality (to this reality) to realize, "what the hell did I do that for? Green means GO you idiot!"

No sooner did I say those words to myself (out loud if I recall) did another vehicle, which came out of nowhere, and which I did not see until that moment, come barreling through the intersection from the perpendicular direction going 60 to 70 miles per hour and just missing my stopped car. By a hair. I could feel my car move from the near impact. It was surreal. Not only did the other vehicle run the red light, it didn't even stop or swerve. The person behind the wheel was either as oblivious as I had been a second before (or drunk).

In any case, it took me a while to work that one through. I keep going through the experience over and over again in my mind, and to this day continue to wonder, what the hell just happened?

[jagman]

Excellent thread Fred! While I was reading, I could actually feel your terror. I have had many near death experiences in my life. Some of them were brought on
by my own actions. (Young stupidity lol)
but others i'm not real sure. I've cheated death 5 times that i can think of...at least in this reality. I guess I have 4 more to go.

[Mandala]

Another thread mentioned Dolores Cannon's old video saying we are already in 5D. Fred what if there are multiple dimensions going on at the same time. We have been told our intentions create our reality. Maybe what we truly set our intentions on we jump parallel realities or ???timelines that are so close they are cloudy or blending beyond our present comprehension.

lllll parallel. /\ convergent ¥ fork in the line where we branch off > coming back

[CdnSirian]

http://archive.org/details/BasharCollectedAudio2011 Pick # 2 - he describes this very type of thing. Not a long listen, very intriguing if you don't mind the :alien: factor.

I've had these things happen too.

[DNA]

I think we can find examples of what Fred is talking about in movies and stories.
The Movie Silver Linings Playbook comes to mind.

First off the movie is amazing, excellent acting, writing etc.

Second, the movie hinges on the idea that superstitions and rituals influence the outcome of large sporting events such as the national football league in the united states.

Not very long ago in my life this idea would have seemed absolutely insulting. But I've changed. I can't help but wonder, in a world of string theory and infinite dimensions that get played out in a way to account for every possibility, is there some truth to rituals and superstition?
Is the individual practitioner of superstitious ritual not so much trying to affect the outcome of a game, but rather, willfully trying to choose the reality for himself that the desired outcome occurs in?

[Fred Steeves]

http://archive.org/details/BasharCollectedAudio2011 Pick # 2 - he describes this very type of thing. Not a long listen, very intriguing if you don't mind the :alien: factor.

I've had these things happen too.

I'm not a big channeling guy, but Seth like DNA mentioned, and Bashar, are mighty tough to poke holes in. When Seth says that we intermingle with friends in different dimensions while sleeping, and this is why they seem so familiar, makes a lot of sense. Bashar nails it in this talk twice. First that we are creators, creating reality as we go. Second, starting at the 30 minute mark, saying that we can choose upon death to come right back and continue on if we weren't done yet.

So very interesting that he's saying the exact same thing this thread is about, that yes we did indeed die, but continued right along on the other side of the event as if nothing had happened. The one thing that hadn't occurred to me was that we chose this, we created it, it didn't just happen. Of course I don't "believe" that just because Bashar said so, but because it makes sense.



Second, the movie hinges on the idea that superstitions and rituals influence the outcome of large sporting events such as the national football league in the united states.

Not very long ago in my life this idea would have seemed absolutely insulting. But I've changed. I can't help but wonder, in a world of string theory and infinite dimensions that get played out in a way to account for every possibility, is there some truth to rituals and superstition?
Is the individual practitioner of superstitious ritual not so much trying to affect the outcome of a game, but rather, willfully trying to choose the reality for himself that the desired outcome occurs in?

I refer to rituals and such as "low magic", and it is what rules this realm and makes it the way it is, but only because we allow it. Rituals are not acts of creation, they are acts of manipulation.

Has anybody else ever had the brief thought rush through them, that you are actually 100% in charge of everything that happens? That you truly are the master of your own destiny? The implications are staggering, and a little intimidating to say the least. Perhaps this is why the experience is so very brief. We are frightened by even the mere thought, of our own limitless creative power.



I slammed on the breaks and brought my vehicle to a violent screeching halt, sliding sideways right in the middle of the intersection. This all happened in a split second, although it seemed like slow motion. Only then, amid the smell of burnt rubber and smoking tires did I jar back to reality (to this reality) to realize, "what the hell did I do that for? Green means GO you idiot!"

No sooner did I say those words to myself (out loud if I recall) did another vehicle, which came out of nowhere, and which I did not see until that moment, come barreling through the intersection from the perpendicular direction going 60 to 70 miles per hour and just missing my stopped car. By a hair. I could feel my car move from the near impact. It was surreal. Not only did the other vehicle run the red light, it didn't even stop or swerve. The person behind the wheel was either as oblivious as I had been a second before (or drunk).

In any case, it took me a while to work that one through. I keep going through the experience over and over again in my mind, and to this day continue to wonder, what the hell just happened?

Pretty freaky how deep the well is we have at our disposal to draw from huh? The more examples we encounter, the more it can make us wonder: "Now, what if I could be consciously aware of how I do this?"

Eh, that wouldn't be any fun now would it? This particular game would be over.(LOL)

P.S. Sort of reminds me of a line from "The End" by The Doors:

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land

[RUSirius]

http://archive.org/details/BasharCollectedAudio2011 Pick # 2 - he describes this very type of thing. Not a long listen, very intriguing if you don't mind the :alien: factor.

I've had these things happen too.

I'm not a big channeling guy, but Seth like DNA mentioned, and Bashar, are mighty tough to poke holes in. When Seth says that we intermingle with friends in different dimensions while sleeping, and this is why they seem so familiar, makes a lot of sense. Bashar nails it in this talk twice. First that we are creators, creating reality as we go. Second, starting at the 30 minute mark, saying that we can choose upon death to come right back and continue on if we weren't done yet.

So very interesting that he's saying the exact same thing this thread is about, that yes we did indeed die, but continued right along on the other side of the event as if nothing had happened. The one thing that hadn't occurred to me was that we chose this, we created it, it didn't just happen. Of course I don't "believe" that just because Bashar said so, but because it makes sense.



Second, the movie hinges on the idea that superstitions and rituals influence the outcome of large sporting events such as the national football league in the united states.

Not very long ago in my life this idea would have seemed absolutely insulting. But I've changed. I can't help but wonder, in a world of string theory and infinite dimensions that get played out in a way to account for every possibility, is there some truth to rituals and superstition?
Is the individual practitioner of superstitious ritual not so much trying to affect the outcome of a game, but rather, willfully trying to choose the reality for himself that the desired outcome occurs in?

I refer to rituals and such as "low magic", and it is what rules this realm and makes it the way it is, but only because we allow it. Rituals are not acts of creation, they are acts of manipulation.

Has anybody else ever had the brief thought rush through them, that you are actually 100% in charge of everything that happens? That you truly are the master of your own destiny? The implications are staggering, and a little intimidating to say the least. Perhaps this is why the experience is so very brief. We are frightened by even the mere thought, of our own limitless creative power.



I slammed on the breaks and brought my vehicle to a violent screeching halt, sliding sideways right in the middle of the intersection. This all happened in a split second, although it seemed like slow motion. Only then, amid the smell of burnt rubber and smoking tires did I jar back to reality (to this reality) to realize, "what the hell did I do that for? Green means GO you idiot!"

No sooner did I say those words to myself (out loud if I recall) did another vehicle, which came out of nowhere, and which I did not see until that moment, come barreling through the intersection from the perpendicular direction going 60 to 70 miles per hour and just missing my stopped car. By a hair. I could feel my car move from the near impact. It was surreal. Not only did the other vehicle run the red light, it didn't even stop or swerve. The person behind the wheel was either as oblivious as I had been a second before (or drunk).

In any case, it took me a while to work that one through. I keep going through the experience over and over again in my mind, and to this day continue to wonder, what the hell just happened?

Pretty freaky how deep the well is we have at our disposal to draw from huh? The more examples we encounter, the more it can make us wonder: "Now, what if I could be consciously aware of how I do this?"

Eh, that wouldn't be any fun now would it? This particular game would be over.(LOL)

P.S. Sort of reminds me of a line from "The End" by The Doors:

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land

Dearest Mr. Steeves, FWIW (and this may not surprise you) what you are talking about here in your replies, IS exactly along the lines of what I've been "processing" lately, thanks for the mirror my brother.
Jeff

[Mark]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NzlG28B-R8Y

What if we all have these stories and we're all really dead and communicating on-line in a ghost internet?

We're the ghosts in the machine? Deus ex machina?

[CD7]

Haha Fred, ive thought along those lines in ur op, i laugh because to read someone else say something like this is refreshing---us dreamy thinkers :)

Ive thought of this type of reality jump too...

i sometimes wonder if when you go to sleep and wake up something changes---so "dark city" yeesh!

Ill tell u what though...i havent noticed a more markedly change in my world then wht has happened this year...
It has literally been one night i went to bed and the next morning my WHOLE world shifted - beginning of feb 2013

Theres an extreme amount of pressure...the challenges are so great. Its like ive experienced an invisible tsunami thats shifted my reality fairly quickly.

However on a lighter note!...when i center myself inward and observe, it does not become who i am..it does not define me. I do not get sucked in! I become more of me, even though everything has shifted, i find roads tht lead to great places. I invision these places as much as possible..i think thts key

[Carmody]

I've covered the mechanics of all of this before. Somewhere on this forum. probably in multiple places.

The details, what it means, how it is done, surfing timelines and probabilities, and so on.

Right now, you folks are talking of mystical experiences.

I took the magic out of it and put the reality of it's mechanics and manipulation/knowing..in your hands.

However, discussion of how to drive, before driving... is a critical thing. Without it, a mess would be the probable outcome. Orientation before experiencing. A wise move. All is - as it should be.

Carry on. :)

[Pam]

This is just a thought on the matter of parallel universes...What if each of us has a version of the same universe. Each individual has their own world so to speak. So we each have a version of this world and it is modified by our consciousness and the decisions we make or don't make. In one parallel reality my speck of consciousness is creating the reality, and the rest of you are characters in this reality. In another I am a character in your reality and I will respond to your speck of consciousness....sort of a interactive video game... this makes a lot of sense to me for some reason. pam

[Mandala]

Carmody, could you paste the links to your explanations and teachings. I remember the thread but can't remember the name. I like to go back and review it again. Mandala

[Carmody]

Carmody, could you paste the links to your explanations and teachings. I remember the thread but can't remember the name. I like to go back and review it again. Mandala


I'm not wanting to call it teachings, not my bag, as they say. :)

I can't specifically recall, as it's not just one place. it's all over the forum, in the threads where the subject came up.

It's woven into the matrix, so it can arise organically.

I was never here, you never saw me, remember everything you've heard, don't go back to sleep.

[Fred Steeves]

don't go back to sleep.

I like that part Carmody...

[Carmody]

I hate to repost from another thread, but here's some thing I said, that seems to be decently constructed and connected.


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

For example, I can say:

"I Am."

Thus, it can be explained in that infinity of simplicity or..an infinity of complexity can be entertained, to try and 'explain'.

All written works and words of all humanity do not suffice, and those two words to not suffice.

Yet, to some, the simplicity survives and is not just adequate, but perfect..enough.


In that case or myriad unfolding of potentials, those few words to not convey what she is trying to say, it is a set of a few words taken completely out of context.

The bigger danger, it could be said, in any case and any situation... is being enraptured with the reflection -instead of getting on with it.

To flow without judgement as projection of the body/avatar.

Initially, such a proposal seems fraught with danger, as the 'feeling' of the body avatar..is that one will be hacked to pieces by 'other', if one does not bear (hold) a mental projection sword in kind... and parry the thrust that is felt and imagined to be in the reflection of words and world (all perception of the body).

The reality is quite different. It is only the body's construct and designs based in self preservation that die off, and cease holding the being in the avatar from being held captive by the window of the Avatar's dual direction data flow. The opening becomes greater, not less. The illusion of control dissipates, as it was never there. Control through freedom and a larger window of existence, is what emerges. Control of self and thus no need to project and narrow. No need to interfere (project) at or in other.

Point being .. is when one enters the bargain of 'I think', then it is practically a forgone conclusion that one is not.

Potential and possibility ends when projection begins.

[PurpleLama]

the mind tries ever so hard not to notice these events when they occur, or to not remember them when it does.

it can, however, be trained to do so.

oh, yes, it can.

to attempt to do so is ill advised unless one can remain calm in the face of most any potential, otherwise you lose your sh!t, and you won't get it back.

there are bigger differences than one life, or one death, much, much bigger differences, shifting from one field of potential to another can be quite traumatic to the unprepared consciousness, this line of thought can lead to one having the metaphorical rug snatched from underneath without warning or mercy. (example, you wake up one day and the given parent, or spouse, is a different person, this is a mild example, but most people would freak the F out)

my last lifetime had me suicide in the face of the further implications of this topic, this time I cheated, so.....

here we are.

[PurpleLama]

Surfing the probabilities would be a more apt thread title.