It was 1984 when a serial killer murdered my daughter. It is now 2022, yet the story continues as the space and time from one decade to another fuse until they finally make sense and the bridge between them becomes strong enough to carry the weight of all the truth it brings. This is about the legacy given to me by my daughter through her death. It is how I learned the ancient truths of why things happen and how this glorious world is ours for the taking. I honor this gift, my daughter, who led me to it, and my teacher, Master Rose Ashley, who turned on the light switch of awareness, flooding the darkness of my stagnated mind with blinding light. Now, after all these years, I've finally found how it all fits together, my daughter's death, a monastery, the magnificent horses, a Spiritual Master, the teachings, and myself. Here are the words that make it all one. My search is over. Yours has just begun.