My sister and I meet at a
local neighborhood park for a walk that skirts the rim of a large canyon. It’s about a mile to walk the rim, and we’ve done it several times this year and in years past. A couple of weeks ago something happened that brought my mind back to the concept of alternate universes.
If you haven’t read my post Blips in Time & Space, please do. Then, read the comments by made by Dwina Murphy-Gibb, Caitlin Matthews, and Jennifer Chappell. Then read Amanda Hughes’ comment on the post Past Lives, Simultaneous Lives. This will at least bring you up-to-speed on experiences with alternate universes.
So on our walk, this is what happened.
As we walked the trail, I had a strange sense that something didn’t look right. There was a small paved area to the right that I couldn’t remember seeing before. And it’s not like we don’t know the trail well. I take pictures every time we’re there.
The thought crossed my mind that we had just walked through one of those weird blips in time and space, momentarily leaving this world and passing through another. I didn’t say anything to my sis, and just continued walking.
About five minutes later, we passed an area with picnic tables and she said “has that always been here?” I said I couldn’t remember seeing it before.
Even then, I still didn’t mention my own sense that we were in a variation of this trail, but Vicki will read this today and know that we both experienced the same thing. We had walked through another version of the canyon rim trail.
I knew that the canyon itself was a popular hiking trail, but wondered if indigenous peoples might have been here. I don’t know why that thought and the thought about alternate universes came in the same moment, but there it is.
After a few minutes of
research, I discovered that "The Kumeyaay Indians and their ancestors used this route to move between the villages . . . The stream and springs were critical to them and their ancestors, as they traveled in the canyon between the coast and the foothill villages.” [italics mine]
The article went on to explain that the Kumeyaay have been in this area for more than 10,000 years. You can’t tell me that some serious magick hasn’t gone on here.
I then read an article by Josh Clark. He writes “Within . . . an alternate universe, our wars have had different outcomes than the ones we know. Extinct species in our universe have evolved and adapted in separate universes. In these parallel worlds, we humans might have become extinct.”
Ok, get it about alternate universes, but what I don’t understand is what causes those blips in time and/or space that many of us have experienced?
Which takes me to my
next question. Are quantum physics and magick two branches of the same creek? You know, like the one running through the canyon? Or are they the same? Rumi said that “you are not a drop in the ocean. You are the entire ocean in a drop.” Does that mean we all exist in an energy ocean made of the same stuff that makes us? Yes.
So if we can create the world from our thoughts (as science basically tells us we can), does that mean we can create, even in an almost imperceptible way, another universe? Or are we magickal enough that we can open the portal to one, even if just for a moment? Like one where those picnic tables exist?
What made my sister and me experience the same strange walking path that day? Was it created by thought, a thinning portal, or by the magick of those who hunted on these hills so many millennia ago? Or are they all the same?
I don’t have an answer. Yet.
Until then,
tell me where or how you’ve experienced the same-not-same places.
This little bird from that walk just wanted to say hi.
Nancy
Many years ago, my now ex husband and I were visiting my aunt and uncle in Maine. We decided to take a walk along a well worn grassy tractor path into the woods.
After awhile we turned around to walk back. After a few minutes, the path seemed a bit denser and felt to me rather primitive. My husband felt it also, like we were on an ancient wagon train trail. We kept on for a little longer, but figured we’d got off the original trail, so decided to back track. We walked back to where we had turned around originally and when we turned back around, the original trail was there. It felt rather eerie to us both and we had no problem this time getting back to start--albeit with more haste to be out of those woods!
It’s been over 30 years since that experience but I can still remember and see that scenario in my mind eye.
Nancy, after I had related that story of the man who tipped his hat to me and went into the building that no longer exists, I spoke to my son who studies quantum mechanics and he decided to look for the building. Not only did he find it on maps saying it is there today but it has a heritage sign on it to say who lived there. A famous artist of political satire and then he showed me an artist’s painting of him! Only the same person who tipped his hat at me in the 1970’s to go into the building which did not exist at that time! The curious thing is that the Google map picked it up as existing today!! So of course we are going to London to see if this is true. With caution of course because I am certain there is a strange blip in that part of the strand.
Dwina xx