Within a short 18 months after holding the new light of the ages, I was divorced, found my soulmate, and sat next to my dying mother while the same composer that sounded the light in, gently played my dying mother offstage, live 1,000 miles away. My mother named me Venus, I thought it was a metaphor, but the joke was on me. The complete destruction of my life had begun. I had one place that I could find guidance and so I packed up my broken down van and left the only home I knew, searching for a new hope.