The Cookie Thief

Dear Sisters,
     Ruth sent me the tapes by Wayne Dyer, with the story about the needle nose pliers. Kay was the first one to tell me the story, because Ruth had given her the tapes to listen to.  So I have looked and looked and bought three sets of CDs, trying to find the same story. Finally, I begged Ruth to copy me a copy of the tapes..And she did. The story goes that Dr. Dyer had been doing this special Meditation for 15 days. It's a meditation for manifesting, with the sound of Aww and Ooo.  His daughter asked him to come up to her room and help change a light bulb and in the process of getting the light out, he broke it off and left the metal part still in the light fixture. He told her to go into the garage and bring him back a pair of needle nose pliers and he would reach up in there and get it out. She went down and couldn't find any pliers. He went down and couldn't find any pliers. He knew he had some somewhere, but where. He decided to go for a run and worry about the light later. But on his run he couldn't stop thinking about the needle nose pliers. As he was coming back up his driveway..there on the cement were a brand new pair of needle nose pliers. He couldn't believe it. Of course he fixed the light and later that evening he was telling some friends and they wanted to know exactly how to do the meditation because they were going to Las Vegas and wanted to win at the Slot machines. So he taught them and they came home with lots of winnings and were very happy.   TO MAKE A LONG STORY short.....also on this tape there is a poem I wanted to share with you because it is so funny and cute and awesome....so here goes...it's called...
                                     The Cookie Thief
     A woman was waiting at the airport one night,
     With several long hours before her flight.
     She hunted for a book in the airport shop,
     Bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop.

     She was engrossed in her book but happened to see,
     That a man beside her, as bold as could be,
     Grabbed a cookie or two from the bag between,
     Which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene.

     She read, munched cookies and watched the clock,
     As the gutsy "Cookie Thief" diminished her stock.
     She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by,
     Thinking, "If I wasn't so nice, I'd blacken his eye!"

     With each cookie she took, he took one too.
     When only one was left, she wondered what he'd do.
     With a smile on his face, and a nervous laugh,
     He took the last cookie and broke it in half.

     He offered her half and he ate the other.
     She snatched it from him and thought, "Oh Brother!
     This guy has some nerve and he's also so rude,
     Why he didn't even show any gratitude."

     She had never known when she had been so galled.
     And sighed with relief when her flight was called.
     She gathered her belongings and headed for the gate.
     Refusing to look at the "Thieving Ingrate."

     She boarded the plane and sank to her seat,
     Then sought her book, which was almost complete.
     As she reached in her baggage, she gasped with surprise,
     There was her bag of cookies in front of her eyes!
 
     "If mine are here," she moaned in despair,
     "Then the others were his and he tried to share!"
     To late to apologize, she realized with grief,
     That she was the rude one, The Ingrate, The Thief!!!
  
Isn't that the greatest poem..I love poems. Have the greatest day ever!! loveuall, Jelene   p.s. you can get the CD, Meditations for Manifesting on Amazon for $4.40..So fun!!