Dr. Phil has invited Dr. Seuss over for lunch at a local coffee shop. The scene opens with Dr. Seuss having a bit of a “pastry” issue.
Dr. Seuss: Which one should I have, which one indeed, the
blueberry scone or the lemon poppy seed?
Dr. Phil: Will you stop riding the cow around the barn like a little boy who lost his mommy. You can have both for all I care!
Dr. Seuss: Oh no my bald friend, I cannot do that. My tummy
will ache, and I will get fat.
coming out of the closet and want to marry me?
things, I just can’t omit. It’s hard, it’s easy, it cannot be explained. Love
can be lost, but also regained.
Dr. Phil: That doesn’t make any sense at all.
Dr. Seuss: Oh patience my child, allow me to explain. It’s
really quite simple; you don’t need a big brain. Love is a handshake, love is a
kiss, love is an embrace no one should ever miss. It is the touch of someone
whom you hold dear. It surrounds us all; it is there, it is here.
Dr. Phil: It is there? It is here? You mean Love is everywhere?
Dr. Seuss: Joy to the heavens, you finally understand! Your
mind has been freed from love quicksand!
me take another bite, into my mouth I feed!
said it so well, I commend you, I cheer. But love is also found in all things
big and small - from the tiniest snowflake to the highest waterfall. These
things make us wonder, in amazement, and in awe; sometimes we don’t believe some
of the things we just saw. This is what love is, allow me to explain: love is a
memory, its essence we retain.
Dr. Phil: Um, I’m not quite sure I follow. You’re not making any sense, you know.
tastes so good, yet still healthy. As I slowly chew, a smile now appears. My
tummy is now full; can you not hear its cheers? In that brief moment, my needs
have been met, I no longer starve, I no longer fret. The love from the scone has
been given to me. Look at my face, and see that I’m happy.
Dr. Suess: Love can be different, to you and to me; but the
truth has been revealed, you were agreeing with me. You say love is a gift, it
makes us feel great. It makes us feel special, when it comes from our mate. The
same can be said, I say to you now, whenever we see a kitten as it softly says
“meow”. We feel a sense of wonder, a sense of joy in our heart. The memory of
the meow will never ever depart. Love is a wonder, it comes in many forms; it
embraces us all, our cold lives it slowly warms.
Dr. Phil: So what is love then?
Dr. Seuss: We need to look deeper, as we describe what love
means. Love is everyone and everything, and anything in between. You are love, I
am love, that is love, and this is love.
Dr. Seuss: Oh yes indeed, that’s exactly what I said. I‘m
sure you’ll remember; you do have a big head. I told you what love is, but let
me leave you with one more. I should have said this, much earlier before. Love
is one of those things one can never clearly explain; you can’t limit it to a
definition, it doesn’t even need a name. All you need to know is that love is
just there. It is in all of us. It is simply everywhere.
Dr. Phil: Geez, you should have just said that from the start!