When I stumbled upon WWR back in 2002, I was in the middle of a situation that I was fully prepared to try and tackle but was totally unprepared for the hardship of. I had volunteered to move from
Outside of my one day to hike with my friend on Sundays between 9 am and 5:30pm, I had no other time off. This is where circumstance gave birth to a miracle and the creative process had its shining moment. The sheer force of the beam of my spiritual lust for freedom found the portal Jim provided in creating Radio Free Talkeenta and fate was sealed. There was just one problem for me. It was radio.
Radio had come to represent for me disease, despair and public disgrace. Deep within my past was an experience that very nearly cost me my life, my family and certainly, for a time, it cost me plenty in sanity. I also lost my ability to enjoy any prerecorded music of any type. So it was with great caution and anxiety that I approached this on-line radio station. The warm and curious nature of Jim and Esther and their quirky sense of humor coupled with my genuine need for the comfort I had once enjoyed in music and the company of friends wore down my shield of distrust. Slowly but surely over the year I began to hear and feel music again; I allowed believing Jim and Esther where sincere and I planed my journey to Takeetna to meet them and celebrate. The healing was complete when I saw their faces smiling and welcoming me. It appeared so simple - no one would have noticed anything unusual, yet the world began anew for me. It took a lot for me to get up the courage to travel to Talkeetna with the kind of baggage I had and it took a great deal of courage for Jim and Esther to trust that some stranger from out in the ether somewhere could be trusted with their friendship. Ergo: the miracle of healing was made real. To say that I'm thankful for all that I recieve from WWR is clearly an understatement.
So, gentle readers, mine is much more than the story of a simple trip from