Excerpts from Angel in Training

Chapter 1

The Spark

Well, Scott,” the pastor said, then paused. A wave of surprise washed over his face. After a long moment, he placed his hand on my shoulder, leaned close to me, and whispered, “I’m sorry.” Looking down sheepishly, he added, “It’s a tough job.”

Then silence.

That was the moment my journey began. The effect the conversation had on me was not just because of my pastor’s equivocal answer and reaction, but because it came at a crucial time in my life. Looking back, I can see how I was primed for this event. My personality, combined with my age, and home life in a family of intense individuals, were all factors that made this exchange powerful and memorable. The momentum of this event propelled me for decades on a spiritual journey that took me to unexpected places. My search for answers led me through organized religion, other spiritual sources, and the disciplines of psychology and quantum physics.

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The Spark
Part One

Rock Bottom

My divorce unraveled me on a profound level. I viewed the family as the pinnacle statement of one’s life, and now I was merely visiting the house I had worked so hard to make our home. One of the most painful parts of the divorce was walking into “my” house and feeling like an outsider. Knocking at the front door and entering like I was a guest, and then looking around at the rooms I renovated and the walls I painted. I heard once about something called “the picket fence syndrome” where a person grieves the loss of the home scenario; the house, home, and family life. I found myself feeling that regularly. Our front porch had a white picket fence with a gate that needed periodic adjusting to work well. Sometimes, when I was waiting for the kids to answer the door when I came to pick them up, I fixed the gate.

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Rock Bottom