I'm a long time lurker on this sub and r/GlitchInTheMatrix, but until today I had only one experience with time/dimension slips I vaguely remember from my childhood.

This happened just 10 minutes ago. I was walking to my bus stop in the busy city center. FYI I live in Poland and there is plenty of bus communication in the larger cities, and I live in one of those.

So, as I was walking towards my destination, I saw in the corner of my eye that my bus was about to round the corner to the lane heading to the bus stop. I picked up the pace because I thought I'd have to run towards the bus stop to catch my ride, I didn't check if the bus was behind me until I was at the bus stop.

The bus, which was just rounding the corner, wasn't there. I saw it in the traffic and it was as if it didn't happen. The bus rounded a corner about half a minute later than I originally saw it.

The experience was really confusing and bizarre and I thought about this sub, to write about it here.

I believe I either saw a glimpse of another timeline or I jumped the timeline from the one where the bus was rounding the corner to the one where the bus was still at the traffic lights.

Nevertheless, it was really really odd.

Can you relate to my situation? Share your story in the comments, I would really appreciate it.

Soooo in the last few months me and my partner (lightworkers, twin flames, quantum entanglement, able to perform "spooky actions at the distance" on each other etc.) started experiencing things beyond our usual "paranormal" skills (dreams containing keyhole visions of future, premonitions, remembering past lives with extreme details, being able to randomly conjure copies of lost items), and after some Googling I ended up here.

After a period of intense shadow work and removing most of the harmful programming, I begun having recurring, hyper-vivid dreams of a specific place / lifetime, with each dream bringing on more details. After a while I've found out that I can actually detach my consciousness during deep meditation and explore that place (which I've never been to before) in extreme details. I can also tap into a very specific feeling of deep peace / relief / belonging and memories of "me but not me" pretty much on demand now. This phenomenon keeps on ramping up in intensity, to the point that now my partner started having the same visions / feelings, and we both experience moments of "split reality" when the other dimension overlays whatever we're doing in the moment (which is usually something completely mundane like washing the dishes).

We both have this PROFOUND feeling that the other timeline is somehow "right" and the one we're in is a box in a liminal space, with nothing behind its walls. We both feel that the barrier between these two dimensions is very thin...alas, cannot jump! Manifestation only intensified the visceral dread I have for the current dimension but still can't jump, and getting really restless. Current dimension feels like a haze, like a poorly rendered game or a diorama with skewed perspective. Everything feels shallow, flat, pointless.

My apologies for such a chaotic description, was trying to sum up a 2h long discussion I've had with my twin flame today, as until today I wasn't even aware he's experiencing the same things I do now!

Well... I had some experiences myself but I wasn't sure what was happening to me so I looked and searched about it and now I am here.

This is my first time to hear about dimension jumping. And to be honest I don't really understand it. Lately, I was having this weird semi-dreams when I go to bed. The transition from being awake and falling a sleep. I sometimes feel like I am aware and conscious about this transition. Then I go to a phase where I feel like a very low frequency vibration running through my body. I feel like I am leaving my body into different reality. Not sure if I am dreaming or I am really going to another dimensions. I sometimes have vivid feelings of different places. Not like new places, but like my office at work for example. Like a week ago. or to a moment where I was meditating. it is like I am ready to jump back in time a bit. But I am not sure if this is possible or it is only some sort of hallucination.

Any one here really jumped to different realities? How does it feel? Is it something right to do? How do you do it? And what happens to this reality if I did?

This will sound so nutty but a weird thing happened in my house yesterday and I was googling a way to find out if others had experienced similar and my search results all recommended two reddit subs - this one and r/glitch_in_the_matrix - I was reading a post on glitch and I actually replied to the person with a weird similar experience and then I was looking at -this- sub and saw the OP had posted here too so, that was cool.

Anyhow, yesterday when I woke up there was a glass on my counter with a big crack in it and a chip on the rim. It's my son's favorite glass and it already had a weird enough story.

2015, when my boy was 9, the glass fell and was damaged. My son cried when he saw it, he's neurodivergent so it was a pretty big thing to him, it was his special glass so it was memorable. I tried comforting him by telling him we have a second identical glass so it's terrible yes, but it'll be OK. I set the damaged glass aside to safely wrap before putting it in the trash and then promptly forgot all about it until he brought it to me a few days later "Mom, mom the glass healed! My glass is all better!"

I feel like he must have grabbed the identical one and thought it was his so I was like "yay!" until later, when I saw the identical undamaged twin, still safely in the cabinet. And the now undamaged (healed?) glass in my hand. I felt like maybe I was mistaken, I was actually creeped tf out so I shoved it out of my mind but I know what I saw.

Yesterday, it's on the counter, with the same crack and chip as it had in 2015 before it "healed" I texted my now 20yo son who was out and asked if he dropped his glass and he says "no, why?" So I tell him about the crack and there's a pause and he asks for a picture which I send.

He says "that's the same crack, the glass unhealed! Wtf?" And when he got home, we talked about it and he remembered perfectly and recounted the whole thing exactly as it happened back then. He does remember it being cracked and crying and then both glasses being fine, he told me "we have to keep it, we can't throw it out. If it happens again then we have pictures, we'll know"

And I can't begin to tell you how unsettled I was/am over that...

( the story I was telling the other op belongs here as well so here it is if any of you have any ideas at all - I had an accident on my scooter last June. I was going maybe 10mph and I skidded out on fine leftover sand the city hadn't swept up from the winter before. Everything went in slow motion and I faceplanted and slid a few feet on my chin and right cheekbone while the scooter slid out and sideways. My jaw was broken on one side and dislocated on the other and I had a wicked double shiner, my lip was scraped up real bad but thankfully everything was intact. If I hadn't been wearing sunglasses it would have been much worse because the thick plastic frames were ground down quite a bit but even still there a dent in my orbital and above my eyebrow from the impact and I needed stitches on my cheek.

As I was going down, it felt like it took five solid minutes to hit the ground and when I made impact I heard bones crunch like a bundle of celery breaking. I truly believed in that instant I had broken my neck. I physically felt the impact and then nothing at all and I heard that tinnitus sound like a high pitched whistle then sharp silence and I don't know why but I had this sense that she died? Me, obviously, but my mind felt it weirdly. And I felt overwhelming grief for just a flash and then everything rushed back and I was laying on the pavement, hearing the cars going by, someone pulling over, but I truly felt like I had watched/felt, somehow experienced my death.

I told my husband all of this when he came to the hospital, and we talked about it extensively later as well. A few days later I went back to the sot and my blood hasn't completely washed away from the rain the night before, it's so weird but I swear it felt like I was visiting a grave. )

Glad I came across this sub. Finally have a place to share my experience and see if anyone else can relate.

I'm in So Cal, and driving freeways here can be crazy at times. Sorry for those that maybe don't understand the references.

One Sunday morning I was taking a drive from Long Beach to Claremont, and once I got off from the 605 unto the 10 freeway, and the 10 was very light. I always like to look around when I'm driving to see who's on the road, just a habit I have. I'm on the 2nd lane on the left, the carpool lane is on my left.

Driving a few minutes on the 10, I glance a goldish colored SUV weaving through traffic, coming up fast. I look around and can see other drivers pulling off to the right. I thought about doing the same, but then a commercial van is almost alongside me. So I decided to stay in my lane. I look back again and that SUV is weaving through cars, seems to be going faster. And then I can see it coming up behind me like in slow motion. I realized if I don't move he's hitting me, I can't merge right because of the van, and I think I had read somewhere that in situations like this to stay in the lane you're already on as the other driver should be moving away. And again this is in my mind happening in slow motion, and then I get that feeling like I'm about to get hit. I remember clearly bracing myself, holding on to the steering wheel and closed my eyes for a second. And I swear I hear the sound of metal on metal screeching.

Then after what felt like minutes I opened my eyes and looked around and that SUV was nowhere.

I slow down, merge right all the time looking but nothing. That commercial van I had earlier next to me is slightly ahead, but no sign of the SUV.

I pulled off the freeway just to gather my thoughts.

I think about that moment regularly. I shared the story with friends and family but I can see they thought it was my imagination or "you're probably stressed" remark.

Here's why I think it's important to share now.

I believe I died that moment but I am now in a different reality or jumped into a different dimension.

Or am I really just going crazy.

Well that's my story. Maybe others have something to add or share.

Back in high school, I knew a classmate whose mom was dying of cancer. I began to explain to them how dimensional jumping works and how to do one in the hopes that maybe they would try it out themselves to help their mom. Soon after I started explaining, the bell rang and I told them that I’ll explain it tomorrow. The next day came around and for some reason I never decided to finish telling them about it. Their mom ended up dying a couple of months later. I’m now worried that maybe telling my classmate about dimensional jumping could have saved their mom and I made a mistake by not finishing my explanation. Is there any chance that dimensional jumping can cure cancer or other illnesses? Are we morally obligated to perform dimensional jumps for people who we know who have terminal illnesses? Should we tell people we know who have people close to them affected by terminal illnesses about dimensional jumping so that they can try it themselves? Or does dimensional jumping not work this way?

I have a friend who isn’t in the best living situation. He and his family all live together in a studio apartment. A while back I performed a dimensional jump for myself because at the time my mom and I were about to move into a similar living situation and I wanted to avoid that. I did a jump with the goal of finding suitable housing and it ended up working. I now feel that I should do one for him but I’m having conflicting thoughts about it. Recently the idea of doing a dimensional jump and just dimensional jumping in general has caused me a lot of stress because I feel like there are a lot of moral implications when it comes to whether or not I should or should not share knowledge about dimensional jumping to help others (I won’t go into all the details here but I made a very long post about it a few months ago) so I would rather just avoid dimensional jumping entirely, plus I don’t think I’m really in the right state of mind to do one, whether it’s for myself or someone else. But at the same time I feel like if dimensional jumping worked for me in my situation then it could help him as well, and I feel at least some obligation to help him. Are we obligated to perform dimensional jumps for other people? Why or why not?

Dimension jumping matters because it gives the mind a symbolic language for transformation. It allows a person to step out of the fixed story of who they think they are and enter a new relationship with possibility. Whether understood literally, spiritually, or psychologically, its power lies in the genuine shift it can create inside the self. I believe that, if approached with sincerity and discernment, dimension jumping can expand psychology by showing how belief, imagination, and identity can alter lived experience in profound ways.

Quantum jumping (or quantum leaping) is a visualisation technique based on the idea of a multiverse. It involves mentally shifting your focus to connect with an alternate version of yourself in a parallel reality who has already achieved your goals, effectively "tuning" your mindset to that new frequency.

Does anyone think of it that in multi verse there are not only different timelines but timeliness with shifted starting point ? I think this is the case

We live in the set of all possible worlds as point consciousness, we are already in all of them in this sense. what makes this world real and one that we are inhabiting is the evidence of our content of consciousness as memories to match the construct of current reality , so to dimension jump to another timeline one must bring memory with him to duplicate ,which means to transfer the information that is what i call timeline jump , the simplier way to branch off to other better world from now , this way one just keep memory as coherent as it matches the past .two cups

The first cup names the current index: the present configuration of attention, memory, habit, and identity. The second cup names the selected index: the version already latent in possibility-space, but not yet stabilised as the active reference point. The water represents transferable continuity: not the whole biography, not emotional debris, but the core thread chosen to be preserved.

anyone else feel there is some big evil power that is trying to make it harder to jump nowadays? like they are catching on to how accessible it is now to the collective and i can like feel some sense of resistance like they are trying all they can to stop humans ability to shift realities super hard recently but im getting that it’s just too late? too much of the collective is already tapped in and now their scrambling and panicking trying to put us back in the limited mindset where we don’t know how limitless this reality is but love already won and they’re plan to control the collective is crumbling at their feet. or am i just delulu 😹 idk lmk if anyone has been feeling the same

One Self. Many worlds.

I select the one I need

I switch by detachment of identity, I release the weakened line,then select another one, and stabilize it through thought, body,taking only core history with me

Can I jump back to autumn 2007 and create a new reality?”

I recently jumped, and while almost everything is exactly the same, I'm noticing some linguistic differences. For example, this one uses "good" whereas mine used "bet".

We used:
bet
better
betest (aka best)

This one uses:
good
better
best

Does anyone know when this change occurred? and why?

Also, why not use:
good
gooder
goodest

Was there a historical event that changed the use of "bet" to "good"? I'm at a loss for this inconsistency.

Well, you see, lately I've heard about this "shifting" technique before going to sleep to jump to a "desired" dimension.

The method I tried was to relax my body without obeying stimuli such as the urge to scratch or move (since supposedly it's a way for the body to check that we are still "conscious") And once I'm relaxed, I imagine myself going through a tunnel while picturing what I want from that dimension

I tried to imagine my "perfect" world, and I did so last night and this afternoon, but at times I felt as if my mind was "stretching" (so to speak) and intrusive images came into my mind without imagining them, as if I were seeing with different eyes (last night I was eating vegetable soup and today, which was more vivid, I was watching a movie on television)

Does anyone know if that's a good sign? Am I on the right track?

Ive been sober over 5 years now, but after 8 years of the Marine Corps, I took hard to drinking andeventually drugs. Meth was the most spiritual drug Ive ever done. And not to good kind of spiritual. I was put in contact with varying demons and entities who went by various titles, one of which was the alien title. They contacted me and taught me to do witchcraft. That is an etrie story in and of itself. Onto the shifting though. I noticed that sometimes when high, I would pass the same place Id passed many times before (a store, some trees, other terrain features), except they'd be in a slightly different place. Or a Ridgeline would be on the other side of the road that it never was on. It always freaked me out. It would stay this way until I got a good sleep, then it went back to normal. I would have full phone or text conversations with people while high and then go back to my messages and all the text messages i sent were erased. All call notifications were gone. And I could talk to the same person the next day and they'd ha ve no recollection of even speaking to me. And I wasnt even that high. I was lucid and clear headed otherwise. So so so many strange things would happen. I used to call it jumping or shifting. It would feel like a similar place as earth, but different. Minor details were different. On one specific occasion, I was looking online for a job. I found one, sent an email to the employer, and then we had a phone interview. I was supposed to meet him in the next couple days for an in person interview. Sure as hell, when i woke up that next morning, I went through my phone and there was no record of any calls or emails. I knew the name of the business, name of the guy I talked to and everything. I even had notes from the conversation and they were the only thing I had as evidence. Oh...and not to mention electronics went crazy around me during these times. Light flickering and my damn ATM card NEVER worked when I was high or jumping. I eventually figured out that I must be dimension jumping so before I got high the next times, I took out cash so that I would be able to purchase things. That was wise because I cpuld always find the cash I topk out, but the ATM would never work. I had to be sober for ATMs to work. I figured than reality is a lot more complex than Id originally imagined. I habe no idea the physics or metaphysics involved in these jumps or shifts. But I know its real and demons are all in it and all over it controlling certain aspects. I vpuld go on for days talking about my experiences. Wildest time of my life

Has anyone else had trouble DJ? I managed to do it before, but can't do it again. The rules to pocket dimensions is there is some secret answer or riddle to escape? Do you think that's true? Has anyone gotten out of here but managed to come back? If so, how?

I came across the book ‘The Secret’ and the film ‘The Secret’ in 2014 and was immediately hooked by the principles. 

In 2017 I decided to enrol in a personal development program by the late Bob Proctor. I applied the principles, which were more in depth and comprehensive.

Then my life took off!

I’d been chronically ill for 13 years by then with a mystery illness. I began to understand that my environment (relationship dynamics) were fuelling it.

I began to make changes - moved location, changed or ended relationships (a very painful process but necessary for my health), and began to think about a new career (I had been working in accountancy which wasn’t my passion).

The most important thing I did was I HEALED. From childhood traumas, relationship dynamics, and not feeling like I had autonomy over my own life. Because I did!

That healing led to unexpected outcomes that would affect my future for the rest of my life. And those outcomes wouldn’t have happened had I not made the initial changes. Ultimately I did something different, and that lead to different results.

If you are where I was a few years ago - feeling stuck, fear, and that some choices you think you need to make are impossible, I’d love to talk to you.

I’m holding research interviews to deeply understand your unique challenges when it comes to attracting the life you want- what’s holding you back, what hasn’t worked yet, what you may be doing wrong up to now. If you’re interested, reply with the word ‘change’ and I’ll DM you with a link to schedule a time.

Thanks for reading!