There's nothing too strange about having "spiritual teammates" co-operating in one's life. There are numerous cases of farmers on record (books written) where entities assist in developing the farm and co-acting in the growth of crops. I know of one such guy - he was a forester in Africa - and had little fellas tell him whenever his attention was needed anywhere on the estate. They were always spot-on.
I have myself at times found one very useful as an ally, though no ways is he "enslaved" or "beholden" to me. The first time he made himself present I recall I was working at my workbench when I reached for a screwdriver and it wasn't where I thought it was. A little voice said out from behind me "It's in the oil bucket". I tought What?? How could it be there? I couldn't find the screwdriver anywhere at all with my eyes, so I shoved my hand into the bucket of waste gearbox oil and hauled out the screwdriver. How the hell it got there is still quite beyond me.
On many other occasions too this friend has acted in my interests. Only point of contention we have is I like a glass of wine when I relax at the end if the day and he doesn't want me to have it and says so. But I win on that one, I have the wine.