Does your husband or boyfriend believe in the paranormal?

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Have you experienced anything together? My husband. He reads quite a bit - all non-fiction and most on the paranormal. Ever since an incident as a child when he drowned and was resuscitated he has held a fascination for things like Ghosts, psychic ability and even Reiki. He also is quite "aware" himself. Times where we're really connected he knows what I'm thinking even when I don't say it aloud - in fact, once, when I was pregnant, and brushing my teeth he answered my thoughts. I was in the bathroom and he was in the living room. I was thinking how my friend Kate had offered to perform Reiki - energy healing - while I'm in labor and after - for the baby. While I was brushing my teeth vigorously. And he said, "I'm actually thinking of taking Reiki classes." Another time I was drinking water - taking several swallows - and wondering at the same time if the people in the commercial I was watching were actors acting like they had the ailments or real people who really had them. My husband replied, "They're just actors, they don't really have those things." All incidents like this - we weren't talking about it beforehand - in fact usually we hadn't been talking for awhile. At that time he would often volunteer what he was researching on the web. And the strange thing was it was usually what I had been researching - on my own computer! Organic gardening, earth berm homes, dome homes, emergency supplies, etc. Our meeting had hints of the paranormal as well. At the same point in time we both decided to move to New Mexico. We had never met or talked. Neither of us are fans of extremely hot weather - both strongly dislike it and both of us love the ocean. I could've moved anywhere - I could've gone to school in CA or anywhere close to the ocean. He could have transferred elsewhere too, like CA - near the ocean but, like me decides to move here. You'd think this was the perfect way for us to get together. But we didn't. I happened to move across the street from him. I passed his balcony every day. You'd think this was the perfect opportunity for us to get together. Yet we didn't meet. Soon, I had some drama with my roommate - she decided to bring drunk men home and "dance" for them for money in her room. I moved across town to an awesome efficiency. I had started school by then and soon after he decided to enroll for school too - and amazingly enough he decided to enroll in mine. Even more amazing they made a mistake and enrolled him in my program - Massage Therapy - instead of Pharmacology. There was only one classroom for him to go to - mine. You'd think this was the perfect opportunity for them to meet. But they didn't. But he caught it - and not only that - his work started sending him on TDY's so he could no longer go to school. The strange thing about school is that each time he wanted to start - something would happened to nip it in the bud like TDY's or schedule changes. He was finally able to enroll in Emory Riddle - the Aeronautical University - maybe the Air Force wants to keep him close for some odd reason. But that's an entirely different story. But then, I decided one day to go to the computer lab at school and go to a social networking site. I did something unusual and potentially dangerous. I looked up people in my state - and my city. Three came up. I chose one. It basically said, I like Star Trek and video games. I'm kind of a geek. I wrote immediately. Saying I love geeks. We soon met and saw that we were each very nice. He was turning her on by his exotic cute looks, his southern accent that crept in occasionally and by saying sweet things and soon he was telling me he loves me and soon after that he asks me to marry him. I wasn't sure the first few seconds, I wanted to adventure more and compromise less. He promised if anyone compromised it would be him. And I told him that it should be both of us and decided we could adventure together. On the road to Las Vegas I list my flaws over and over. I'm not domestic, I'm messy, I don't want kids - but he keeps saying he wants me. On the line in the drive thru love chapel I repeat them again and again, he says he chooses me still. So we marry. And six months later we book passage for a wonderful being and I provide comfy transport for him for nine months and then deliver him to the world. Before then, we go to El Paso, where he's spent several TDY's and attend a psychic convention. We choose one woman and tell her nothing. Yet she tells us things she shouldn't know. That my husband had died as a child - drowned (of course he was resuscitated) and things we'd been thinking - like he had actually been researching how to get into politics - something he had never told me and something I would've never guessed as he is pretty antisocial. So when she says it was difficult for us to get together (well duh) and that we were supposed to get together for our baby - we believed her. Our baby will be very important - and is Indigo. Its been awhile since he's read my mind and heard me whisper to myself from across the house or apartment. I kind of attribute to where we've moved. We're paying an awful lot for both NM but especially as this isn't the best area - for the same price we could have a luxurious apartment or nice house. But we were drawn to the idea of community promised. Our home is crumbling around us -there are cracks in the ceiling. And our landlords decided to buy another house and make it into a triplex rather then fix the long list of things we had when we moved in - some of which it was agreed would be done before we moved in. Unintentionally - through flakiness, she is like a slum landlord - buying up more places while the another is going to pot. Our landlady told us today we could break our lease and although we wanted our next place to be one we bought, I'm going to try to convince my unhappy husband that we find some way to leave very soon. We'll figure it out. And if we're lucky - in a way, something will open up in the base in Mississippi, he made about six dollars more there - about 28 an hour - and had a very nice townhouse and we'd be close to a lot of relatives. We have to bide out time for that though. I've heard of other couples having trouble when their house was falling apart. Not just aethetically but some believe, psychically. Given our strange time together - I belive it! So what was the question before my rambles - oh, does your significant other believe in the paranormal - have you both had experiences together?