Last night I drifted in and out of a strange dream. I woke up this morning half-groggy in a dream like state. As the grogginess lifts details of the dream evaporate. Yet the key aspects remain.

Somehow, I had ended up on a small island somewhere near the North Pole. I had been canoeing down near England. My plan had been to head back to the U.S., but instead of heading west, I got turned around and headed north. (It was a dream, so the idea of canoeing from England to either the North Pole or the United States in an afternoon didn’t seem strange at all).

As we explored the small fishing communities on these islands, we were welcomed in. I explained the wrong turn, but how interested I was in visiting the communities. We were welcomed in and ate with the locals at long plain tables. We found places to stay and set up our plans for further exploration.

I will note that the weather was quite temperate. I don’t know how much this was because it was summertime, or how much it was because of global warming. I did recently listen to a radio report about the effect of global warming on small communities in Alaska, so that may have fed into the dream. In addition, the upcoming trip to the AGPA annual meeting in Washington may have influenced my dream. What will the conference be like? Will it lead to some sort of turn that may change the direction of my life? Also, my discussions with many different people in Second Life, where going from England to the United States or the North Pole is a simple teleport; even quicker than an afternoon canoeing. Like my expectations of the AGPA annual meeting, Second Life has provided a rich set of experiences that may also lead to unexpected further explorations.

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