Goodness. No one ever informed my fractured psyche that I was only permitted to have one thing. My personalities will have to schedule a meeting to discuss this. <j/k>
When I am stuck in traffic or a passenger in a car I look into the woods as far as I can and focus on one tree and wonder if anyone ever took the time to appreciate the beauty of it. Sometimes I'll talk to the tree in my head and thank it for existing, even in a world that is not always friendly to other living things.
I think my cat Sydney is super intelligent. I'll point to something and say what it is... like "Flower, Sydney. Can you say flower?" and he will always look at me and meow. I have a theory that if I can record these meows, we may be able to communicate one day.
My mother of course thinks I am insane.
I believe in signs. I believe in ghosts. I believe in divine intervention. I have had specific experiences that led me to those beliefs.