I always thought that reincarnation was fanciful at best until about 20 years ago when I first saw the painting below at the Frick Gallery in New York City. I don't know quite how to explain it, but the painting stopped me dead in my tracks because I knew that I knew this man. For a long time I had the lovely fantasy that he had been a soul mate, that if I have not been able to find "Mr. Right" in this life, at least I found him in the 1400s, but according to a well know channeler I showed him to (Pat Rodegast), this is a painting of me.... I love this painting. Maybe it was a good and happy life or maybe it's just a good painting. Anyway, I thought I'd share it with you.

Since finding the Memling man, lots of other things have strengthed my belief in reincarnation, experiences working with reiki among them. But for now I will just share my portrait. I think it looks like I had a sense of humor, don't you? If I did it right, you can see a larger size copy of the painting by clicking on it.