I believe in many of the things that fall under the broad heading of "paranormal" but I don't necessarily believe every story I hear about them. I have had too many personal experiences to discount, plus I've been studying parapsychology since I was old enough to read. After a certain point the combined weight of reports from sober, serious-minded people and the research done by intelligent men and women becomes too great to brush off. The Cross Correspondences alone are an impressive body of evidence, just for an example. (If you don't know what that is, Google it. It's a fascinating story but much too long and involved to relate here.)
I don't think for a minute that we are even close to understanding the what or why of ghosts, etc. I know that most of the experiences I've had with the inexplicable have been basically pointless. I've seen two ghosts, both times mistaking them for ordinary people until they disappeared under impossible circumstances. I've also had dreams that suggested some foreknowledge of the future, but never anything useful like what the winning lottery numbers were going to be.
There was also this one odd thing that happened regularly when I was working in a fast food restaurant. I worked there for years and I can't pinpoint when this started, I just eventually realized that it was so. I often worked the drive thru on the closing shift. In our restaurant the drive-thru cashier was responsible for doing the dishes and cleaning the kitchen and we wore a radio headset with a battery pack on a belt so we could answer the drive if someone came through. The battery pack had two buttons on it, one to talk to the customer and the other to talk to anyone on any of the other headsets. If we weren't sure our headset was working we'd press down the "B" button to the other headsets to check it.
Eventually I realized that sometimes when I was back doing dishes I would feel absolutely compelled to push down the "B" button and make sure the headset was working. Even if I tried to ignore it (it was a pain because you had to stop and dry your hands) I couldn't and I would HAVE to check the headset. And anytime I felt that compulsion to check the headset there would be a car come through within the next two or three minutes.
I tried to think up rational explanations, like could I hear a car turn into the lot without realizing it? But I tested that by going up front as soon as I felt that urge to check the headset and more than once I got there in time to see the car come down the road and turn in. Sometimes on slow nights an hour or two would go by with no drive-thru orders, but if I felt that need to check the headset there would always be a car right after. Every time, without fail.
Now, here's the thing. That sounds like a useful thing, but it really wasn't. I believe that in all the years I worked there I never once checked the headset because of that feeling and found it NOT working. And on at least one occasion when it wasn't working, I didn't get that feeling at all. I was just back in the kitchen blythly doing dishes while our
district manager sat at the speaker and fumed because no one was answering him.
I guess there is one thing it did do, and that is teach me to recognize that feeling. If I get that feeling about something I am never, ever wrong. There's no way to summon it, though, or direct what the feeling is about. It's just useless stuff like knowing what someone is going to say or who is going to be on the phone before I answer it or what the cat is going to break next. Never those darn lotto numbers!