You do not seem nutty to me for having that experience.
. Did you visibly see and converse with the Englishman? I am curious.
There are spirits all around. The one that comes to mind most often for me is one that lived in a house we owned in Colorado, because it was always doing things to let me know it was present - and became a sort of companion. It did not come on the scene until I was pregnant with my son. We had lived in the home for years with no signs of anything like that, then suddenly it was there. I often wondered if this energy was somehow connected to my son. It was very playful. We would have 'conversations' through electronic devices like toys, the television - lights, etc. For instance, my children had a 'talking table' toy - it sang songs, recited the alphabet, flashed lights in various patterns, etc. When I was in a room alone, that toy would often turn on by itself. When I would speak to it, it would reply with music - sometimes with humor. Once, late at night, I was at the computer in the dark and the talking table suddenly lit up. After a few minutes of interaction I said, "Okay, you are starting to spook me. I think you should go now." At that moment, it played the 'goodbye' song and turned itself off. Ha ha. When we moved, I actually felt a tad sad leaving it behind. I wondered if the new owners of the house would notice it or not. I never felt it was a negative energy, though my mother was not as comfortable with it as I was. Once while she was visiting and staying in the guestroom - which was on the opposite side of our quirky house, and a few levels below everyone else - all the lamps in the room suddenly turned themselves on after she had turned them off to go to sleep. I tried to play it off that the wiring in that part of the house was probably old and faulty, but she knew better. After that, she always slept with the lights ON because she didn't want to be surprised again. It used to do things like pry the batteries out of my little booklight and place them on the floor where I would step on them when I woke up. Once it moved an entire laundry basket full of folded clothes from the hearth in my bedroom to the middle of the hallway where I was sure to run into it in the dark coming back from the kitchen with a warm bottle for the baby. It did countless things like that. I never saw it, but a few weeks before we were to move I went through the house taking photos. A series of those photos is in the kids' room - I was taking pictures of their new bunkbed. In one frame, there is a bright tiny orb hovering between the two beds. It is white, but looks solid - not like a dust particle - and it has its own light. In the next, the orb is a bit bigger and moving upwards. In the final frame, it is HUGE and very bright like a full moon hovering over the top of the beds - as if to say, "Look at me!" I think it was its way of letting me know it knew we were leaving soon, and it wanted to say goodbye.
. I never discovered who it was or why it was there. Maybe someday someone can tell me.
