“I dreamed I was Captain Kirk, in command of the starship Enterprise.  Spock was outside, and in trouble. I went to his aid, though I realized when I got through the airlock that I wasn’t wearing a spacesuit. I sucked in my breath while I reached for Spock.

“Spock urged me to let him go, saying, ‘What you are doing isn’t rational.’

“I refused to abandon him. I managed to bring him back to the ship, still holding my breath. To get to safety, we now had to go through a kind of tunnel. Inside the ship, Spock continued to protest that my act wasn’t rational. But all the women on board gathered around, cheering and celebrating.”

The dreamer woke up feeling very happy. Who wouldn’t? I observed that if this were my dream, I would notice I had found the perfect way to handle my left-brain skeptic. I’ll go beyond what he thinks is safe and rational, but I’ll always be sure to keep him or bring him back on board, because I need to him to test and verify what I am discovering in the larger universe.

The dreamer, a man of many gifts named Samuel who attended recent workshops with me, is a psychologist and also a singer-songwriter. I told him I can’t wait to hear his song of Captain Kirk rescuing Spock. Maybe we’ll persuade William Shatner to sing a cover for it; he has a sense of humor and would enjoy it.