One rather humorous example of a paranormal nature:
Some years ago my sister (who lives in Perth, Australia - I live in New Zealand) was quite ill and our mother went over to visit her and look after
her for a while as she recovered.
Our mother doesn't particularly like my sisters partner...and she makes no secret about that either. Despite him and my sister now being a couple for
almost 20yrs. Mum still tosses in her snarky opinion about him.
My mother is someone who is pretty 'spiritual'...volunteers in a 'healing clinic' in the small town her and Dad lives in...works mainly with our
native plant medicines, healing techniques etc.
I was talking with her via phone while she was over there...and she was mentioning that there was a real bad *energy* in my sisters house that she
felt was impeding my sisters recovery.
While Mum was talking with me I was kinda - well, only way I can describe it is *remote scanning* the sisters place on a 'spirit' level to see if I
could pick up anything that might be an issue there...
I've never been to my sisters house.
Never seen pictures or anything of the interior of it - except one picture of her and her partner sitting in their lounge and a few of the front of
the house when they first moved in many years ago.
BUT - I got a real strong *sense* that there was something my mother needed to see...to check out...as I *felt* that it was the core of the issue.
So...I basically directed her through the house...
Guided her down the hallway (again, never been there so had no prior idea of the layout of the house), out through the laundry at the rear of the
house, into the garden...and told her that the issue was approximately 2 metres in front of her now...
Mum was saying she couldn't *see* anything that might be an issue.
I kept saying "It's concrete, no, its like terracotta, what's in front of you that's in any way terracotta"
"There's a terracotta planter in the garden"
"That's it. It's there. Whatever it is is right there. What is it?"
"It's a planter. Nothing more. Are you sure it's the planter?"
"Well. No. But it's to do with the planter, or around it, or in it...what's in it?"
"What type of plant?"
(my Mum is an avid gardener)
"It's...oh...I know what plant it is...it's..."
"What is it?"
"Oh. Very funny."
"It's called Mother Inlaws Tongue. Is this a joke?"
"No Mum. It's not. That's what I had a strong sense you needed to see...as that was what was *shown* to me to be the core of the issue..."
"Hmmm. Yes. Maybe my words towards your sister's partner aren't helping matters..."
"Maybe not Mum. You know as well as I do...healing takes purity of heart...hard to keep things pure when you're speaking poison"
....sometimes *Spirit* (call it what you will) sends it's message in rather humorous and clear ways...if you don't listen the first time...