Sage Paranormal Advice

I began experiencing some odd things within the first week of moving into our house. I would sometimes walk across the living room and, just as I reached the doorway into the kitchen, I would catch a faint whiff of perfume or cologne. I could walk through that space 100 times, and only smell it once. There was nothing in that area that should have smelled that way. There were no scented candles, and no cologne had been spilled in that area. Neither the wall nor the floor carried the scent. The house was less than a year old. Just the same, everything in that area was moved elsewhere, to see if the scent would go away. Nothing changed. Two months would go by with no hint of it and suddenly, the smell would just brush my nose for a moment before fleeing once more.

I began to have night terrors again, and the corner of the bedroom nearest the closet always seemed darker than it should, and almost...heavy. We had always kept the lights off at night, but suddenly, I took to leaving a light on somewhere, often the closet one, just to dispel that thick shadowy something. Then came the night I came into the bedroom after my shower and my husband asked if I had come out of the bathroom at any point and if I was "messing with him." I reminded him that he would've seen the light from the bathroom, if I had opened the door. He said he had been lying there and the bed had begun to shake. He had checked to make sure I wasn't hiding under it, but thought I might've gotten away or something.

I searched for explanations, offering up rationalizations such as it could have been one of the trains passing by a mile away, or just elevated blood pressure. Unfortunately, he'd heard no whistle or train, and he said the bed was shaking hard enough to rock his feet, on a heavy metal bed on top of a concrete foundation - and in the next room, I'd felt nothing on bare feet.

There were less solid experiences, too. These mainly involved jumpy cats, but finally when I, too, felt the bed shake a few months later, I gave in to the assumption that it was paranormal. At least insofar as it was outside my experience to explain away, it was paranormal. With that in mind, I bought a bundle of sage, and armed with only that and the Lord's Prayer, I reclaimed my house.