“Furry Loved Ones and Wildlife Friends Who Touch Our Hearts ” Interview with authors Steve and Judy Sparks…

https://www.oregoncoastbreakingnews.com/post/local-author-s-new-book-on-the-joy-of-animals

“That was beautiful Steve, and every word about your work is so true. I have laughed, and cried, thought, and pictured each story. You have a unique style and are definitely one of a kind!!!” Lynda Van Dyke, Newport, Oregon

Steve and Judy Sparks
Children and Families in Life After Trauma
“Ricky Racoon’s ” kids at play…

“Furry Loved Ones and Wildlife Friends Who Touch Our Hearts” Zoom readings w/ Steve ‘n Judy

Hey friends, colleagues and loved ones,

Judy and I, invite you to participate in Zoom readings and conversation. Groups of 6-8 are ideal. We anticipate a fun, uplifting, and engaging 45 minutes or so.

Our thoughts about content… The metaphors will teach and remind the participants of kindness, love and empathy. Some others might be tiny triggers but with a “stop bullies” message. Read “Roco Raccoon and The Rockettes from Radio City” in my book.

It would really be good fun if everyone attending downloaded the book to read before the show. A $4.00 investment will be worth it. You’ll have your tablet or smartphone with “Furry Loved Ones” to read with us…

We plan to facilitate a conversation about the metaphors and messages. Sound like fun?

Your needs and suggestions prior to the Zoom call will be most welcome. We can weave your input into the conversation…

Send your questions and request to me at the below email address…

With kindness and love,

Steve and Judy Sparks

stevesparks.associates@survivethriveptsd.org

Steve and Judy Sparks
Children and Families in Life After Trauma
“Ricky Raccoon’s” kids at play…

“The Furry Loved Ones and Wildlife Friends Who Touch Our Hearts… Excerpt #2

“Downtown Willie Wabbit “

Downtown Willie Wabbit Returns to Banning Park

“The difference between the two us, though? He is a tough guy. I’m a lover not a fighter, to be sure…

That’s where Downtown Willie Wabbit comes in. He is a tough guy too…

Robbie Wabbit is more to my liking. He likes to make friends. Downtown Willie Wabbit likes to beat people up…

My bro likes to beat people up too, especially back then. He even beat neighborhood kids up to protect me and others in harms way…

My bro loves to help and protect others and me too. He’s a tough guy and kind too…”

Steve and Judy Sparks, “Children and Families in Life After Trauma”

Boggs, Eleanor and Family… by Claire Elizabeth Hall…

“Boggs ‘n Eleanor” from the Hall Family of Newport, Oregon

One of the lessons the last few years has taught me is that family isn’t just the group of people you’re born into, but the people you choose. I’m seeing one more great reminder of that right now.


I love cats and dogs and our house is full of them. At the end of 2019 I adopted a black kitten (actually I should say he adopted me) from our Lincoln County Animal Shelter named Boggs.

Boggs was a minor miracle. He was brought into the shelter, apparently abandoned, a few weeks earlier weighing less than a quarter pound.

At the time I adopted him, he was just over four pounds and a little hellraiser on four feet with loads of energy to burn. Now he’s a full grown, proud panther, one of the guardians of the household.


The two most recent additions to our family have been a pair of calico kittens, Eleanor and Icky Sticky. Since their dad isn’t around, Boggs stepped up as stepfather, and it appears he was born into the role.

A few hours before I wrote this, I found Boggs grooming both of the kittens. When I pulled out my phone, Icky scampered off, but Eleanor stuck around long enough for me to capture this beautiful stepfather-daughter moment.

So, I believe family isn’t just the group of people you’re born into, but the people you choose. For choosing love is true love, unconditional love, and lasting love…

Claire Elizabeth HallLincoln County CommissionerMy pronouns are she/her/herscehall@co.lincoln.or.us541-265-4100

Don’t miss my interview with Claire awhile back on the Bayfront!

Steve and Judy Sparks, “Children and Families in Life After Trauma”

Our new book, “The Furry Loved Ones and Wildlife Friends Who Touch Our Hearts” will be released April 30th! Pre-order now!

Seeking Sponsors and Collaborators to Share in Success!

Judy and Steve Sparks, “Children and Families in Life After Trauma” a platform for healing…

Draftwood Art from Mindfulness Meditation Creations…

We are selectively considering sponsors as early adoptors. “Children and Families in Life After Trauma” has evolved from 10 years of love and passion for this work.

This past year has made our platform a much broader and more robust website. dedicated to healing, mindfulness, empathy, compassion, kindness and love. Especially to share from our home in Little Whale Cove by the sea…

You all are responsible! You pointed us! Friends, family and loved ones guided us. We could see your vision for love, not hate. We listened to you, who’s hearts are open to kindness, love and healing.

Soul food is on the menu. Come with us on this journey of healing…

Our newest and most popular page are the stories included in our new book, “The Furry Loved Ones and Wildlife Friends Who Touch Our Hearts and Souls.” PRE-ORDER now!

Your vision of kindness can be seen here too… Thank you all for your kindness, love and support!

Love ya!

Steve and Judy Sparks

Steve and Judy on our favorite sailing ship, “Stars and Stripes” San Diego, Ca https://www.facebook.com/lynn.hanna.980

stevesparks.associates@survivethriveptsd.org a message. I’ll call you. We can chat…

Mindfulness Meditation Moments from Little Whale Cove, Oregon

“The Furry Loved Ones and Wildlife Friends Who Touch Our Hearts and Souls “

“The Furry Loved Ones and Wildlife Friends Who Touch Our Hearts and Souls.” My next book will be published soon. This is the cover! Meet, from left to right, “Mocha” Born to Be Free,” “Simba,” “Sadie of Winterwood and “Skai” The Beach Dog. I will self publish along with my previous books written during the last 10 years. Thank you all for inspiring me to write uplifting and educational stories for kids and adults alike.

Description

“A series of short stories with furry loved ones and wildlife friends. Author, Steve Sparks writes from his heart and soul. He uses a prose and poetry, storytelling style, that will make you laugh and cry at the same time.

While writing about wildlife and nature in his Central Oregon Coast environment, he uses links, including YouTube to tell the stories. Each story helps readers learn about wildlife , and the sea near Depoe Bay Oregon, and his home in Little Whale Cove. There is kindness, empathy, compassion and love in each and every story. He shows how kindness and empathy at the center of happiness and in healing… Kids and adults will enjoy reading stories together.”

Thank you for your kindness and support!

Steve Sparks, Author, Blogger, Mental Health Advocate…and aspiring artisan.
The spirits by the sea inspired me to write uplifting stories for my new book…

“Angels” by Tom LaBelle

“Siamese ” Kitty from Siam… https://cattime.com/cat-breeds/siamese-cats#/slide/1
Tom LaBelle, Author, Blogger, Children ‘s Advocate

Many religions maintain there are multiple layers of consciousness; from the one occupied by the amoeba all the way to the Grand Realm in which Providence dwells. One result of this stratification is creatures on layers higher than your own are often taken to be angels.

Jo and I were sitting around the other night, watching the tube.  We’d tuned into a station that runs a lot of UFO stuff when they aired a special on this angel subject.  Bert, the cat, was curled up on my lap purring out his heart when, looking at him, I asked Jo if he might not regard us as angels.

Jo looked at me with raised eyebrows.

I asked her to think what Bert and another cat might say, if we could overhear their conversations.

“So”, says the Siamese from down the street, “you think they’re angels.  Why?”

“Because”, says Bert, “they can do magic!  For one thing, they make food appear – food I don’t have to chase-down.  Sure, I miss the thrill of the kill and all that, but, hey, when it’s rainy and cold, all I’ve got to do is walk into that room with the hard floor and, b`god, there it is: A full dish.  They even make water appear.  And even provide some green-and-growing grass to gnaw.  As to how they do this, I haven’t a clue”.

“Hummmm”, says the Siamese.

“Not only that, dude, but they answer my prayers.  Oh, not every time, but often enough to where I believe in their powers.  For example, if I eat-up all my minced mouse pate, I go see the big one, the one with the white mane, and ask for some more.  Like as not, he’ll get up and make it happen.  Of course, sometimes all he does is sit there and ignore me.

“What’s really neat is if I sit near them while they eat, and ask in a real polite voice, one of them will give me some of their food.  Now I’ll grant you some of the stuff can be pretty bad, but, boy, some is absolutely out of sight.

“And then there’s the matter of the den.  No matter what the weather, it’s always warm and dry.  And I can curl up on their laps – nice and warm and safe.  And you know what?  They’ve even got a nice, sandy place for me to take a dump!  Yes!  No going out in the rain or snow.

“Oh, and I think they live forever. I’ve lived with them all my life and they’ve changed not a whit.

“Moreover, they’ve got all this cool stuff.  For instance, one of them will waive its front paw and, bingo, a box lights up with moving pictures.  Sometimes, for no apparent reason at all, pretty sounds will fill the den”.

“Yeah” says the Siamese, “but they’re weird, man; they’re always walking on their hind legs.  And they’ve got almost no fur.  Nor a tail.  They’re not like us at all”.

“I know, and some of that bothers me too”, says Bert, “but . . .”.

“But nothing, Bert.  Some of them can be downright mean.  The so-called ‘angels’ with whom I lived had a cub that always pulled my tail.  I mean it hurt.  One day he yanked really hard and wouldn’t let go; I had no choice but to turn and rake its arm with my claws.  The big female beat me so badly I damned near died.  I ran away.  I don’t trust them”.

“Aw, that’s to bad.  But mine love me, and I love them.  We’re always seeking each others’ company. . .  Say, why don’t you come in the den with me and ask to stay?  Bet they’ll say Yes”.

And Jo and I probably would.
Thomas H. LaBelleClearview, Washington

Steve Sparks, Author, Blogger, Mental Health Advocate…and aspiring artisan.

“Dick ‘n Bella” Play Ball at The Cove By The Sea…

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“Dick ‘n Bella” at the Cove…

I was sitting on my favorite rock at the Cove talking to “Matt ‘n Mattie” when “Bella” came up to me. She looked up at me with a red ball in her mouth and grinned with excitement…

I could hear Bella asking me to play red ball with her. I could see “Dick” was tired of tossing out the red ball for now…

“See Bella run!” I’d say with cheer in my voice. She knew, then, I’d play red ball with her at the Cove.

Dick was busy looking for seaweed. It is his favorite with seafood salad by the sea. His neighbors love seaweed from the Cove, too…

I tossed the red ball out a little ways, so as not to disturb Matt ‘n Mattie forging in the tide pools. It’s okay to play as long as we do not disturb Matt ‘n Mattie while they forge in the Cove…

The Cove is a heavenly place for all to share with love, kindness and joy. We always respect the sea birds at play in the Cove by the sea…

Bella loves seabirds too, especially when Matt ‘n Mattie arrive in the spring. “But they won’t play ball with me,” she said with a sad look in her eyes.

Bella was looking up at me, with the red ball in toe. She wanted me to toss it into the Cove by the sea…

So, I tossed it out again for a short distance so as to not disturb Matt ‘n Mattie. Bella knows this too. She goes gently into the water to retrieve the red ball with joy…

I love Bella and all the furry love ones in the Cove. I love Matt ‘n Mattie and all the seabirds too…

Steve Sparks, Author, Blogger, Mental Health Advocate…and aspiring artisan.
“Matt n Mattie” forging and hanging out with me at the Cove…

“Hey Pops, You Might Be a Tad Crazy But Maybe Not Nuts”

“Simba” a good buddy, indeed…
Photo by John Lugar…

Simba greets me each morning with a sweet meow and a peck on the cheek. He looked at me this morning and said, “Pops, you’re a tad crazy but not nuts, maybe…

Simba, is a good buddy, indeed. He helps me out of bed each morning when my body doesn’t want to move…

“I know you hurt, Pops, but it’s time to get up,” Simba looks at me with a smile and a sweet and kind meow…

Simba is always kind and loving. He knows Pops needs a little extra help to get going in the morning…

Simba also knows he is very hungry in the morning. But he also knows, Pops needs a little tender loving care first, each and every morning…

Furry loved ones are that way, you know. Simba is that way too…

Simba waits patiently by the bathroom door. For he knows I’ll feel better after a shower and my meds…

Simba watches me with kindness and love while I get dressed. For he loves me I know…

Simba know when it’s time to head out to the kitchen. He leads me kindly and gently to the kitchen, while looking back to see if I’m okay…

Some mornings it goes this way when the pain is more than I can bear. Simba knows when Pops needs a little extra help. For he is always there with a sweet smile and a little peck on my cheek.

“Thank you Simba!” I say each morning with a hug and rub on his back. Simba loves that too…and loves me, I know…

Steve Sparks, Author, Blogger, Mental Health Advocate…and aspiring artisan.

“Goober” Lover, Protector, Healer…

“Goober” All heart and soul…

I fell in love with “Goober” when we first met awhile ago now. I think he liked me then too. But proving myself worthy was another thing…

Goober wouldn’t let me into his heart unless he trusted my soul. He could see right away I cared about his Mom, Jamie.

Goober feels my soul. He is my friend too… Goober knows my soul…

Goober loves Jamie from the deepest places in his heart and soul. He is Jamie’s protector. He is Jamie’s healer…

Jamie loves her furry friends, especially Goober with a watchful eye…

Jamie loves Goober with all her heart and soul too. He is aways at her side. Goober never leaves her alone, never ever…

Goober is Jamie’s ‘therapy’ furry loved one too. He helps her when she needs his warm hugs and love the most.

Goober is always at Jamie’s side. He is with her when she is happy or sad. Goober never leaves Jamie alone when she needs him the most, never ever…

When Jamie is happy, Goober laughs with her. When she is sad, he stays close to her heart, never letting her go…

When Jamie visits with her friends Goober is there. When she goes on errands, visits to her doctor, or is in the hospital, he is by her side…

Goober watches over Jamie no matter what. Goober never leaves her side, never ever.

We are all better humans for Goober’s love and kindness. We are blessed to have Jamie and Goober as friends forever…

The whole community of friends, furry friends and love ones, embrace Jamie and Goober. Both are loved by all of us. We will never forget their kindness and love for each other and for all of us…

Goober lives in the hearts and souls of all of us. He shows us all his love, kindness, empathy and compassion, each and every day.

I will soon visit Goober again. For he knows my soul… I feel his soul on this moment too…

We are friends of heart and soul, Goober and me…

Steve Sparks, Author, Blogger, Mental Health Advocate… And, aspiring artisan…