My wife also believes in a lot of (mostly) harmless woo.
She doesn’t believe in the Mandela Effect. She believes some guy on Facebook Reels who says that there are alternate universes, and we switched from the one in which Fruit of the Loom undies had the wicker cornucopia into the one in which they never did. At some point in the 70s or 80s I guess.
She believes in astrology, although (thankfully) she doesn’t make any decisions based on it.
She believes those guys in Canada really are going to find buried pirate treasure on Oak Island some day. And absolutely the Rosicurians (or maybe it was the Knights Templar) had something to do with it.
…and so on.
ETA: Fortunately, she’s (mostly) grounded in reality. For example, she watched, with me, in awe as the Artemis craft slipped behind the moon a few weeks ago, without once shouting “Fake!” And of course, she’s as far from MAGA as possible.