My story starts in 1995. My parents got divorced in 1992 and my mom had found a new man, and went to live with him. After a tough first year she got her own flat, which I was very happy with, because it was only 5 minutes away from where I lived with my dad and my sister.
Shortly after she moved in, she started to tell us that something was wrong in her new home. Well I'm ashamed to say that we didn't think more of it because she was drinking pretty much at that time. But as I soon learned it was not her imagination.
The new flat had only two rooms: a livingroom and a bedroom they were joined by a hallway and in that hallway the bathroom is to the right just before the bedroom, the kitchen is joined to the livingroom.
I slept in my mom's bed (there was no other room), when I heard a knife fall from the kitchen table. I asked my mom and she said I should go to sleep.
The next morning we were surprised to see the refrigerator and stove was moved from the wall and out in the middle of the kitchen floor, it took the both of us to move them back in.
That night we heard footsteps in the hallway but it is an apartment building so I didn't think more of it.
Well, after that, I wasn't very happy to visit my mom, but I went anyway (she is my mom and I love her) and for a long time nothing happened.
Then one day, I was waiting for her to come home from work. I was in the livingroom with two friends playing computer games, when the door from the cabinet were my mom kept her cd-player, opened and closed again and again. I was sitting in front of the computer and my friends were looking at me, (with their backs to the cabinet).
When one of them asked me if I was alright, and then went on to say "your face has turned all white". I could not speak, I was terrified. I just pointed to the cabinet, and ran and my friends followed me.
I said bye to them and went to my father's place and called my mom. She decided to be all brave and calm trying to convince me that it was my imagination.
We agreed to meet when she got off work and she would "show me that there was nothing to be afraid of". So we met and went in and she walked straight over to the cabinet. Just as she was about to open the cabinet door, it opened and the cd player drawer opened and closed again, as did the door.
That was my first experience, sadly not my last one.
As long as you both stand together and maintain that loving bond you will be able to get through anything. You said your mom does not want to do the cleansing ritual, and that is fine because I don't think it is vital at this point. If activity picks up again or gets worse you could always revisit the option. Also, there are tons of other things you can use, or place around the apartment to keep the energy calm.
I think Darkness has a great opinion on what was going on with the cd player and the door. There is always that possibility of a malfunction. 😊
I am happy to hear that your mom is doing well, and look forward to any other experiences you may have. 😁