Lucid Dreaming meets Quantum Jumping . . .

So if you go snuffling about on the web you can find all sorts of bits and pieces on the concepts of both Lucid Dreaming and Quantum Jumping.  I will let you chose to chase those down if you are of a mind and just close over what they are.

Lucid dreaming in short is the ability to direct dreams. Instead of being an observer taken by the dream where your subconcious mind would take you, one is an active participant, and is offered the chance to go in dream space where you wish.

Quantum Jumping simply put is quite literally surfing the multiverse for other nows, thens, and whens.  Everything that possibly can exist, does exist, somewhere and time is just an illusion.

Often I have dreams that are either Lucid in nature, or Quantum in nature, last night was the first time the two meshed quite unexpectedly and seamlessly.

I found myself standing next to Jumper One, in the parking lot of Catherine's Confections in Great Barrington Massachusetts.  A place I know and love, but do not often get to, especially these days when I'm over a thousand miles from there.  In any case, I'm standing there, the day is wonderful and I don't have a bag with me.  I could either go in, get some of their fudge, or head on out to other places.  In fact I realized I was stopping there as I was taking the back way to Stockbridge to go hunting for a church that I'm not sure I've lost. That's a topic for another post.  So in any case, I of course chose to go inside to get some fudge.

What happened next was fascinating to say the least.

My sister P, who passed from this world into the next four years ago looked up from behind the counter, smiled and said "Hey Sis" as she was helping another customer.  A flood of memories opened themselves to me and I remembered that in this part of time space, her life, and mine, had gone very differently and she was obviously still alive.  "D" she hollered over her shoulder "Customer" and said I'll be with you in a bit.

So this really good looking guy walks out of the back room, gives me a smile I'd know anywhere, and says "Can I help you Ms?"  The stunned look on my face wasn't missed by my sister who gave me a wink and a smile as she finished ringing up her customer.

Looking around for Alan Funt, or one of those "I get that all the time" cameras I stammered "Dillon McDermot, as I live and breath, what are YOU doing here?"

Shock, then a blank look on his face, then a "Yes I am, how did you know my name? I'm new here, P just hired me."

My sister also surprised said "Dillon, I'd like you to meet my sister Sam, but I guess you two already know each other?"

Looking at both of them I manage "This is a joke right?" Then it hits me, no, no joke, my sister is still alive so anything is possible and I'm somewhere else.  Here he's not the famous actor, here he's not known to some as the guy that managed to do a respectable job of following in Jimmy Stewart's shoes.  Here he's just a guy working at a Confectionery.  I pause for dramatic effect, decide to share some of what his life became somewhere else.  He looks at me like I'm crazy and says "What the hell am I doing here then? Are you kidding me? How can this be possible if I'm working here and hardly anyone knows me?" Then as an aside to my sister "Sorry P, it's nothing personal, I appreciate the job, but I've always wondered what my life could be if I wasn't so ... normal?"

She looks at Dillon and says "D, my sister is special, she's always known things and sometimes she shares. Life could be very different in other places and times and she can see them all. Years ago, she saw what life could be, warned us, told our family what was going to happen. If I, we'd not listened, I'd be four years dead now.  You're looking at a woman that died four years ago somewhere else. I'd be lying if I said I understood it, but my sister is like my Mom, some kind of magical being or something.  I learned years ago to just roll with it. Maybe you two should talk more, see what she can tell you about you somewhere else. Maybe you could get out of here, have a different life. It's all up to you. But I know if that my sister knows you, and shares things that may seem incredible, you might want to listen.  For now, she's my sister and we're going to have some lunch."

It was great day. It was cool seeing P healthy, happy and living a life she wouldn't have otherwise ever had. Possibly the best part from my perspective is we'd stayed best of friends, the trauma and pain of our lives never cost us our relationship, or her - both of us - our lives.  It was kinda cool. After lunch with my sister I had lunch (again) with Dillon and I encouraged him to take charge of his life. Rekindle his dream of acting. It was really nice. Got to spread the hope around some. Even shared with him the hit series he stared in, what it was about, some highlights, the whole nine yards.

Dreams teach, but they also give us the chance to spread our wings and fly.  Typically in Quantum Jumping, one finds out about their own life and how they can make it better, different.  They get to share information about themselves.  In this one, I was all at once me, and the alternate me that I'd been, was being in that part of time and space. I decided to stay a few days in town with my sister, it was time well spent.