Once when I was in France, in the south of France in a small village, I met a woman

She asked me if I was Sharika Roland and I said yes and she said she bought one of my painting in Seattle, while she was on a business trip. She lived in California. So I am in a small village in France and I meet one of my patrons.

Another time I had a couch for sale on Craigslist and the woman who came to buy it said she also was one of my patrons from the gallery in Seattle and she saw one of my paintings in the background of the couch ad and knew it was me.

How can this happen? What are the odds? Are there any odds or it is preordained.

That is the question. These are just two stories but there are more. So does my wish of meeting my patrons come about because of wild chance or something else?

Are we destined to meet each other?? I hope so because that is my wish of wishes to meet all my patrons in person. I did the painting for them alone even though I did not know them. It is only right that I meet them. The perfect circle of life.

Because of the likelihood that these occurrences were raw chance to me is astronomically impossible. I think it was meant to be and that is the most grounded you can be. Things are unfolding as they should.

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