Weel noo lassie.. many years ago a friend of mine met and married a Scottish woman. Brought her to this country, but, she didnt last (his fault) she could not get into Bluegrass music, but she liked my folk music. In time they parted, and she went back to Scotland. One day I got a picture post card from her, and it was a shot of the highlands with one lone piper. Well! the shock is still a mystery to me. The damndest feeling of homesickness came over me. I had never been there..not in this life. Since then, I've been back twice. In Fort William I met a piper and asked him to play the Dark Island on his highland pipes..Hog heaven..very moving. So, I think there is something to this past life stuff.