Finding My Soul in Icicle Valley… Chapter I…excerpt

by | Feb 1, 2020

Steve Sparks, Author, Blogger, & Mental Health Advocate. Tap my photo

It gives me huuge joy to share the following excerpt from my new memoir. I just finished a draft of Chapter I! The spirits and my creative juices are flowing and my soul is hungry for spiritual growth. All the angels in my life have gathered and encouraged me to write, and do it now. The words flow from my heart and the deepest places of my soul. I will share excerpts from each new chapter in the coming weeks and months.

I want to engage my friends and colleagues while writing this profoundly touching journey of love and healing for my family. I published my first memoir, Reconciliation, a Son’s Story in 2011 and launched my website Children and Families in Life After Trauma at the same time.

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My healing journey has indeed entered a spiritual phase now that I feel truly safe. A gift of the spirit life at this time of my life draws me closer to God. I never felt peace of mind until now. It’s a deep feeling in my soul that moves me to a more peaceful place.

“It was 30 years ago, when my soul first spoke to me with a harsh but firm nudge, a confident whisper, “this ain’t working duude, find God. Go find your soul. You are worthy of grace. You can go home now with your family. Go home dude! GO HOME!” So, with the faith and strength of my family and a higher power, the journey of healing begins in the Icicle Valley in 1990. Little did I know then what a very hard road of both a reconciliation of a painful past and finally, forgiveness. Forgiveness of myself first and the capacity to find my soul would come, but not without hard lessons of love and gifts from a God I didn’t know yet…

I believe it was here in this truly heavenly valley when I felt God’s presence for the very first time. Native Americans, who lived in Icicle Valley long before the white man arrived, believed in the healing spirits of the Icicle Valley. All of us felt closer to God. I felt safe.. We could be safe as a family now.”

From the right, Sarah, Judy, Steve and our beloved Mocha at the Wenatchee River near Leavenworth Wa fall 1997…

About the author

Steve Sparks is a retired information technology sales and marketing executive with over 35 years of industry experience, including a Bachelors’ in Management from St. Mary’s College. His creative outlet is as a non-fiction author, writing about his roots as a post-WWII US Navy military child growing up in the 1950s-1960s.
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