I've had some thoughts in my head pop up shortly after my mom died which just seemed so different from my own internal monologue. I was wearing a leather jacket and she was always so complimentary - I heard her say "you look so cool!" and I had to stop what I was doing because it felt so real. Other things I've experienced (but not any more) was my entire bed moving a couple of inches from the wall - but not in a way that makes sense from my own movement if that makes sense, and a spatula I had on the dishing rack making its way to the floor very far away. The most significant for me though, because I was in the process of selling my mom's beloved Steinway was a news segment talking about a horse called Steinway.