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Well, when I say I'm open to the supernatural, I didn't exactly mean I'm open to being easily fooled by nonsense! There's a difference, heheheh.
As an example, the kitchen cabinets that flew open with foodstuffs spewing all the way across the room as I watched could have been an earthquake that I didn't feel and that affected nothing else. It could have been earthquakes each of the three times I saw this, and the two times I saw other cabinets open seemingly by themselves (but with no tossing spillage).
The footsteps and voices constantly heard through this apartment could have been sounds from other parts of the villa, moving through the heating vents or something. And the creaks moving up and down the stairs heard plainly emanating from the very wood of the stairs could have been some combination of settling and sound transferrence. Uh-huh.
But the letters E V A being drawn by an invisible finger in a steam-clouded mirror as I looked on in wonder would have been very difficult to rationalize away. And so I didn't.
The case for ghosts was later bolstered when I learned that a previous occupant of the apartment was named "Eva." But that was not necessary for my new belief in "ghosts;" the evidence of my own eyes was enough.
Where to put that threshhold is different for everyone. I can't exactly jeer at lights in the sky freakouts or juevenile bigfoot speed sightings when I myself have taken to "belief" in certain spiritual energies that I have only felt internally.
But of the things I have taken to believing in, nothing has since happened to make me feel the fool or recant my beliefs in many things quite supernatural and metaphysical.
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