Sorry @twiddlingthumbs69, I have only read your two posts so far.
I haven't seen one, or touched one, but...
I will try to set the scene: My DH and I were at a holiday resort in the West Country (England), one that we had been to many times before, and have been to many times since. It has most things available that can be expected on a resort situation, except for a golf course - it is a very hilly area.
My DH does not believe in an afterlife, well maybe I should say, he didn't believe in one, but is now rather confused!
I have always been a spiritual person, even as a child, in fact my Mum used to genuinely be able to start the 'old fashioned, wind-up' type of watches by holding them - one at a time - in her hands for a while, but I am sure there will be some Mumsnetters who can explain why that worked scientifically - I would have understood more if they were battery and or Quartz watches, as some batteries can revive for a while if gently warmed (as in a hand), and as Quartz is a natural mineral I can believe that they could be affected by warmth and possibly human resonances (7.84Hz?). Actually thinking about it, maybe clockwork watches could be affected by that same resonance, which has just reminded me of that little saying "and the clock stopped, never to go again, when the old man died". Maybe he lived alone, and when he died, and his resonance presumably stopped, the poor clock also stopped as it had been so use to his resonance? By the way, most of the watches thst had stopped carried on for at least months, if not years. My DM had some other powers, but I won't share them here.
I am so sorry OP, I feel as though I have derailed your thread, which was not my intention at all, but I think that what I said is still a bit woo woo, so may be of some interest?
Anyway, back to that holiday, the resort also held things like quizzes and nature walks, etc and we - DH and I - would often chat for a while with the host or hosts, at the end of the evening. Well, in that particular year the hosts were a couple, and they were staying in one of the older staff buildings on the site, one evening they told us that they were sure there was a ghost, in their little flat. They heard strange noises, and a couple of their personal photos kept on being turned around, or actually moved to a different shelf. They made it quite clear at that time that they felt very uncomfortable in their rooms, and just wished that whatever it was, would disappear.
Of course I realised that one of them could have just been tricking the other one, or both of them could have been trying to trick me, but until we had had that conversation, they had no idea that I had any sort of interest in spiritual and paranormal phenomenona - I tend to keep my thoughts on such things to myself, unless I feel comfortable at a moot, or some such. Having asked them some more questions about their experiences, and a little about their background, I offered to try and see if I could encourage their 'flat mate' to move on, of course making sure that they realised that I had not had any previous experience in doing so. They said yes please, so I can now get to the whole point of me posting this!
On the following day, I went to the closest town that was likely to have an item that I particularly wanted to have as a hopefully useful cleansing tool for that afternoon's mission. I was looking for either a ready-made smudging stick, or the ingredients to make one myself, unfortunately I couldn't find anything at all suitable, so I had to make do with bottled water that had been left out in the moonlight, as there was no, easy to access, running.water, nearby, and some salt!
My DH accompanied me to their flat, which was up a flight of stairs, as I got to the top of the stairs I turned around to thank him for doing so, but my 'totally non believing in anything at all esoteric' DH, was stood completely still, a few steps dowm from the top, and he had a very puzzled look on his face. When I asked him if anything was wrong, he said that he had just felt a hand press on his shoulder, and he had a very strong feeling that he wasn't to go any further. He hadn't been going to go into their flat anyway as I didn't want any negative energy around me while I was trying to contact a possibly scared or unhappy spirit. My DH turned around, and left!
I will not go into the full details of what happened, but as I walked into the kitchen of their flat, I walked into something. I didn't see anything, or hear anything, but I felt something that I had never felt before, and I haven't felt since. Unfortunately, it is very hard to describe, but I will do my best:
I suddenly went from walking through the room with no hindrance, to stepping into a pocket of 'something else' It was like the air had become thicker, and maybe like some unexplained substance, but it wasn't sticky, or wet, or cold, or hot, it was just different - sorry, but I can't give any better description than that. I tried moving on, and after maybe about half a metre, maybe a bit more, I walked "out" of it again. I moved into the lounge, and the same thing happened again, but it maybe felt like a slightly larger area of thicker air, and/or an indescribable substance. But this time it made me give a little laugh, as I had a strong feeling that I had stepped into the spirit of a man, maybe aged in his 70's, and from a long time ago. Unfortunately, my knowledge of that type of history is not great, but he might have been from Victorian times?
Anyway, he was having a good old moan about the windows in the property, which was certainly not what I was expecting! I was not aware of having noticed the windows myself, but maybe I had unconsciously? I laughed because his Aura - for want of a better word - just like that of the "grumpy old men," comedy scenarios that you sometimes see on the TV. He also didn't seem to be taking himself too seriously, but he kept on about how much he had liked the original windows, but at some point they had been changed for a material he wasn't familiar with, and he didn't like the new ones at all! I then looked at the windows, and they were those white PVC types. I apologised to him that someone had done that to his home without asking for his permission, but I also explained to him why the people who authorised it might not realise that he still lived there. He seemed to pause and think about that.
By the way, all the communication I was getting from him seemed to come straight into my head - sorry if this sounds too much like a science fiction type of program, but please believe me that I dont have the type of imagination that could make any of this up on purpose, even though it would only be a flop at the cinema 🤭 However, I replied to him by using my voice, I don't think that I even considered at the time that I might have been able to communicate with him just using my mind to. As he seemed to be receptive of what I was saying to him, I tried as kindly and gently as possible to say that he might like to widen his horizons (I didn't use that terminogy) a little - a lot - and move on to join his ancestors, who must have been waiting for him for a long time now - not that I believe time in any type of afterlife passes in the same way that it does here, on Earth - I think that I might also have suggested ways that he could move on without too much upheaval, and discussed with him the probable benefits from doing so. He certainly seemed to be giving it some serious thought.
What happened next? I'm really sorry, but I don't know. The chances of him moving on became less than I had hoped for, as when I chatted with the couple before leaving, and whilst still in their flat, they told me that actually they quite liked having him there! WTF! I was, of course, nice and polite to them, but I had expended - and admittedly enjoyed - a lot of my energy on trying to help the old, and actually, very likeable spirit character, move on. I did have to explain to the couple that if the spirit had heard what they had just said, or even sensed it, then he might feel more inclined to stay 'at home' after all...
I was not just trying to make an excuse in case they were still being "haunted" after all my efforts, they knew that the chances of me being able to achieve a successful 'cleansing' was always going to have low odds.
If you have managed to read all of this OP, I can only Thank You, and if you haven't, and have just popped to the end of it, then I don't blame you! The same apologies and thanks also go to any Mumsnetters who might have given this a chance 😊