I've also got a JOURNEY... "story". My "introduction" to it was-- get this-- an amusement park ride of that name at Dorney Park in Allentown, PA. It was one of those "tunnel-boat" rides, filled with monsters, ending with a long ramp up and a high-speed downward slide into water (SPLASH!). There was a pterodactyl mounted on the entrance of the ride. I loved it.
The first "film" I saw was the 1967 Filmation cartoon series, which featured Ted Knight as the voices of both Lindebrook and Count Saknussem. Ony later did I see the '59 film.
About 1996, I was listening to the book-on-tape, and my attention was drawn to the sequence where, while waiting for a ship, the professor takes his nephew to the top of the tallest cathedral steeple, to help him get over his fear of heights. Back when I was very young, we used to visit Barnaget Light beach every summer, and a few years in a row, I climbed to the top of the lighthouse. Until one year, when I got halfway up, and suddenly-- HAD-- to stop. I was never quite sure if it was something psychological going on in my life (very likely) or just that I was growing taller and it was having an effect on my balance, but all of a sudden, I found myself afraid of heights.
In 1996, we went to visit Barnaget Light, first time since the 60's. It wasn't a beach anymore, it'd been turned into a wildelife preserve. But the lighthouse was still there. At one point, on my own, I went up to it, walked inside, and began climbing the stairs. I wasn't in the best of shape, got out of breath, and actually had to sit down on the FLOOR when I reached the top to catch my breath and relax. But once I had, I slowly stood up, looked at the door, and calmly walked thru it onto the balcony. I went to the railing, and looked DOWN. It was amazing. NO nervousness at all! I had OVERCOME my fear of heights! I was in the process of overcoming a lot of fears that year in general, and it was exhiliarating to find this was one of them. The fact that I was in the middle of listening to that part of the story at that exact moment was just one of those amazing "meant to be" moments.
Less than a month later, and for the only time in my life (so far), I WALKED OUT of a very bad, abusive job situation. I've never been the type to quit a job when I don't have another one waiting for me-- but I've never regretted doing it in that instance. (Companies really should not treat all of their employees like SCUM as a given thing. It's not productive for either side.)