"Wild Freedom 9" By Rolly A. Chabot
It has been a long while since this story has been continued. A video conference yesterday with a friend reminded me this needed to be continued. So taking the advise "You have left us all hanging" here we are again. Standing corrected and having little excuse but it is summer and time has slipped away on me.
Please gather around and settle in as we look again into the life of this man Wilson and all who he touched in the city of Yellowknife in the North West Territories in northern Canada. It was such a privilege for me to get to know him after spending so much time reading his journals which I found in his very remote cabin located on the banks of the Yukon River. The chances of me finding them were very similar to finding a needle in the haystack in this vast land and yet it happened.
If you have missed reading the previous chapters and have had your appetite sparked a little then it would be recommended to go back and read some. Please feel at home here and comfortable. May you find some peace and above all love.... stay as long as you like.
My question the day I was leaving was a simple one and yet a question that was answered in a simple and profound way by my new found friend Wilson. "Tell me Wilson what is your secret to life and this new found happiness you have?
"Rolly that is a hard one to answer. I think first we all need to travel through this life like the ones before us and those who will follow. We need to suffer and experience pain in such a way it humbles us. Once we have been humbled and turn ourselves over to God He can help rebuild us from the ashes of anger and we can be set free. Peace and happiness comes with getting to love ourselves again. The journals you read were written by a man filled with pain and anger. If you are seeking peace you need to find it from within and the only way to deal with it is to be broken first. Are you ready to be broken my friend?
His question was one which would not impact me for years to come and yet I can still hear his words as though he spoke them to me today. He went on to say "Just as I thought you are not ready. There will be a day when you will Rolly and when it happens you will begin to find peace and that unsettled spirit you attempt to hide will become a part of your past when you give control over to God. I have never been one to push anyone in changing their way of thinking of faith or the meaning of it. All I do is love the person and speak the truth. If you ever have any questions Rolly I will be here for you and hopefully I can answer them for you. Now you better be on your way your flight leaves soon. The door is open for you to come back anytime. I will be forever indebted to you for returning these journals and this Bible back to me."
"Wilson it is what men of the north do for each other. It was a request and the pleasure has been all mine. Thank you for taking me in and showing me all you are doing here. There is a special peace over this place and what you are doing. I see a vibrant community of people here who have come and found love and a home. This is such a model for other communities. Thank you for sharing it with me. Tell me Wilson are you planning on getting your journals published. I would be one of the first to buy what you have put together."
"It was a dream I had once but the publisher that considered it said there was to much religion in it for him. Asked me to tone it down a little and I said no. Not sure what I will do with them now. All I know is that what I have written has brought me much peace and maybe I have accomplished what I was supposed to. You and Dr Benson are two who know the story. I will sit on them and see what happens."
The farewell was simple followed by a prayer over me and my travels. Dr Bensen arrived and I was treated to another hair raising ride back to the aircraft where we came to a skidding stop. "There you are my friend delivered signed and sealed. Glad to have met you. Come back anytime and thank you for what you have done for my dear friend. Do stay in touch. Call anytime and say hello to Della and tell her I love her. You stay clear of that girl she is all mine. He stuck out his huge hand laughed again and said step onto my trapline and I wil need to teach you a thing or two. He winked and said the best part of taking a beating from me is I get to fix you up after." Then came the cloud of dust and spray of gravel and the Dr was on his way to make his rounds.
The plane lifted off into the clear morning air and we circled once over the city and started the short flight back to Dawson City. The mission where Wilson was stood out as we passed over. This had been a good experience knowing I had come and done what I had been asked to do. Often in life we find ourselves far to busy to take the time to lend a helping hand and this is one time I was pleased I had. We landed without fanfare and I helped the pilot unload his cargo of oil drums, moose meat and mail. After all the flight had been free. I slowly walked up the street to find Della and Tannis walking towards me. Once Tannis spotted me it was like an old homecoming for her. There were many smells she need to get off of me and I was fully marked with kisses. Della took advantage and got in a huge hug as well then hauled me back to the clinic to check the wound on my hand.
"Tell me how are things in that desolate place they call home she asked. I hate the fact Dr is so far away and no matter what I offer him he refuses to budge from there. She stood back and did a small circle showing off her robust figure. You would think this would be enough for any man. She gave a hardy laugh from deep within. What no smart comment?
"Della you are all woman without a doubt but I have been warned to keep my hands off you or Dr would take care of me. If you love each other Della I know you will both come to an agreement. He is a fine man. In the right time you will find a way."
"Well he better hurry I mean I could have them lined up here you know. There are many a lonely old miner hanging around here. The hand is looking good my friend Keep it wrapped for a few days then it should be good. That moss you showed me is amazing stuff. I sent some off to the lab in Vancouver to have it tested and see what it contains. I should here back in a few weeks. These Native people have some wonderful ways of taking from the land for all their needs. That dog of yours is quite the bossy thing. Do you know she has all but taken over being the boss of my team out there. She has stayed close to me the entire time."
"She is a good friend Della. Mind if I make a call to Whitehorse I need to have me and the canoe picked up. Not paddling all the way back up river. I would be paddling like a fool at a stand still at five finger rapids?
"If you care to stay around a week or so I will be heading into Whitehorse for supplies and I can take you. Be a good time for you to get to know the town and all the people?
"I would love to stay on but I do have things I need to take care of. I have been doing some environmental impact studies for the Government. I will be a few weeks late as it is. A friend said he would come and get me anyway." I placed the call and tomorrow was the agreed time to come. I got another room for the night at the hotel. Della and I had a pleasant meal and she shared much of her story with me. The more I spent time with Della the more appreciated her honesty and the love she had for the north and these people she served.
At twelve noon my ride arrived and we were loaded and ready to head back. Della had come down to the dock to see me off. Before I knew it I was trapped in a bear hug and had a big kiss planted on my lips. "That is just so you know what a real lady is like. Tell the Dr and you will need some mending. Larry just stood by with a bewildered look on his face. Needless to say I would have some explaining to do heading back to Whitehorse.
"Thanks again Della for everything and fixing me up the way you did. Say hello to the Dr and the the boys when you chat with them. You are a wonderful lady and I say that in love. You are my kind of people, never change Della. Give me a call if the Dr does not make a commitment soon. Call me when you get to town and we can go oit on a date. Our secret." Thanks again.
Larry caught me up on all that had been happening this past 5 weeks. Larry had all kinds of questions about Della and seemed to have to know everything. I just smiled and told him she was a friend. Before long the road noise and the sound of the old truck rumbling along and I was asleep.This had been one long trip and rest is what I needed. I was awakened a few times on the way home and Larry called me just as we started to pull into my driveway. It was just before 8 o'clock in the evening. It was good to be home again. The water bed swayed slowly back and forth. Tannis curled up on the rug beside the bed and she took in a deep breath and let it out. We were home and it was good to be here. I again recalled Wilson's words. "You will know when it is time... trust me you will know when you have been completely humbled."
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