Am I All the Madeline I Can Be?

I have needs.
I have wants.
Am I loved, loving, lovable, lovely?
Am I just a stinky thing, without talents or abilities?


Dear Needs,

what do you look like? Do you look like a human hand petting me a lot or a baby pig that's left to rot? Do you look similar to a food bowl filled or yummy liver ice cream chilled? Are you like a sunny summer's day or a cloudy thing that's sad and gray? Are you like a pity party and if I eat you will I get farty? Are you old or fresh and new? What is your sign? What do you do? If I sat here and waited, would you eventually be sated? If I whine and make sad sounds, will your minions make their rounds? If you are human, so tall and neat, please tell me how and where we'll meet.

Yours really,

Madeline Mrs. Bendy Dog

Come Here Fishes! or The Almost Probable Me or Hello: I Am A Person With Stuff

You know folks, fishing is a little bit like fishing. You cast your nets, pull out the crabs and hope that the heathens are not looking. Sometimes, what you catch depends on how you bait the hook. A master baiter always knows exactly what to bait the hook with, and for how long so the hook does not get chafed and itchy. If all you use is an artificial lure, well then that is the kind of energy you send out in to the murky, unfathomable depths of the universal mind. And that is what you get back. But if you send out warm, loving hashbrowns, it is hashbrowns you shall receive.

Doctors and Camels

I think it is real swell that doctors are finally letting us know that we do not need to dwell in fear anymore. I think the doctors finally understand the mind body connection that allows us to be unhealthy resides in the mind. If we simply OWN the reality that we CAN SMOKE and DO SMOKE, then we will be okay. It is the WORRY, FEAR and ANXIETY we associate with nicotine that causes smoke cancer.

The Barely Possible Me

Dr. Wayne, this is Justin. Can you hear me? Are you out there? You see, Dr. Wayne today I'm feeling BARELY POSSIBLE and ALMOST HORIZONTAL.

My butt sticks up in the air, and even though I don't hear them laughing, I can smell their disapproval of my inner self. I can feel their invalidations seeping in.

How can I do this anymore? How can I lie down on my stomach on a frozen lake in January, in the coldest place on Earth aside from Hell?

I'll tell you how, Wayne: BECAUSE I LET IT HAPPEN. BECAUSE I CHOSE MY OWN REALITY. RIGHT NOW MY REALITY IS A FROZEN LAKE AND I AM LYING DOWN ON IT AND NOT USING CONTRACTIONS. Why Wayne? Why would I choose this for myself? There are other ways to be the ME THAT I AM.

I know it, Dr. Wayne. You cannot be ME for ME. You have to be YOU. That is your calling. Only I can be me for myself and I.

And so I say:

WHEN ME BECOMES I, I CAN FLY, FLY ON THE WINGS OF THE BARELY POSSIBLE ME.

Wayne Dyer: the Unstoppable Him

Dr. Wayne, Please Hug My Happy Spot.

Wayne Dyer takes off his shoes in a sacred space. wayne Dyer has the POWER of ABILITY. Wayne Dyer wants to help your children. In his book, "the Unstoppable Me," Wayne takes a look at how LSD can cause children to think they can fly. And if they THINK they can fly, then they CAN fly because the power to "say it" is the power to "do it."