I wear a mask to bed because the darkness helps me sleep.
That’s not entirely true.
I have always been afraid of the dark because as long as I can remember I have seen people in my bedroom that aren’t real. Not every night; just enough to scare the living hell out of me.
It started when I was a child, continued through my adulthood, and I later learned (through my Mum) that a man and his dog would watch me from the end of my bed when I was a toddler.
I have many strange tales to tell, but the strangest one of all happened when I was aged 8 or 9 during a sleepover at my Grandmothers.
I was sleeping in my Uncle Ian’s bedroom and I remember being scared because posters of Kiss and David Bowie adorned his walls. It seems stupid now but back then a fully painted Gene Simmons, and Ziggy Stardust, was no different than a crazed clown.
One night I woke up, looked to the left hand side of my bed, and there sitting on a chair next to me was my uncle Ian; quite remarkable considering he wasn’t even at home that night.
I closed my eyes, hid underneath the blankets and stayed there until I fell asleep. When you see a dead person, or an apparition of a stranger, you can explain it through the medium of ghosts.
My Uncle Ian is still alive, and well, to this day.
It has always perplexed me…until now.
Cynthia Sue Larson is the author of Quantum Jumps: An Extraordinary Science of Happiness and Prosperity. If she were to read this then she would not be perplexed. Instead, she would say there is a perfectly rational explanation – I made a quantum jump.
A quantum jump is a leap from one state of being to another, and she has gotten me asking the same question time and time again.
“Is it really that far-fetched to believe that there are parallel universes, and multiple versions of myself?”
It makes me think of a fish swimming quietly amongst the school. It believes that the river is its entire world. Then one day it catches a glint in the water, a searing pain in its mouth, a bright life, a whole new world, and before you know it the fish is back in the water, only this time covered in a scarlet cloud.
The fish tells the other fish of a new waterless world. The other fish just think he’s a few scales short of a full mackerel.
So what does this old fish think?
I find the science of quantum physics too complicated. There is a block in my mind whenever it comes to science, maths or anything else that requires me to think. If you can’t explain it to me like I am an idiot then I lose interest.
Parts of the book were like that for me.
There were also times when I was getting confused between quantum jumping, the Law of Attraction and good old-fashioned affirmations and positive mental attitude. I am a firm believer that 99% of all self-help books are merely derivatives from Think and Grow Rich, and on times I got the same feeling about this book. The same useful stuff packaged in a different way.
But perhaps I was thinking this way because I am still a stubborn old fool at heart. A changing man I may be, but I still have more than a residue of the old pessimist stuck in my psyche; that being said, there was more than enough content in the book to keep me intrigued.
And what about Larson?
When I was reading the book I could feel the power of her conviction through her writing. I kept hearing Neo’s voice after he had been to see the Oracle and she told him that he wasn’t The One.
“For a moment he had me convinced.” Neo said referring to Morpheus’s stubborn belief that he was The One.
I am feeling just like Neo.
I feel like I have been to see the Oracle, only I have gotten to hear some good news.
It takes no more energy to think big as it does to think small.
I have decided to think big.
Since convincing myself that quantum jumping is possible, a few strange things have happened to me, but more importantly, it has made me happier to believe that there are multiple versions of me finding happiness in each individual universe.
And I like feeling happy.
If you are interested in the theory of quantum jumping then Cynthia Larson can be found at her website RealityShifters.
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