Laugh at the Illusions and Stay in Love

When I was leaving a juvenile detention facility after responding to a crisis call, I walked back to my car, got inside my vehicle, and started it to crank the air conditioning up as I wrote down some notes for my report. As I was writing my notes, something happened that made me panic for a few seconds. I thought my vehicle began moving quickly in reverse. I hit my brake as hard as l could, and simultaneously checked to see if my car was in park, which it was, and as I was about to pull my emergency brake, I noticed something that made the few seconds of panic immediately turn to peace and laughter. My car wasn’t moving at all, the car next to me was. The car next to me drove forward, causing the illusion that my car was moving backwards.

Sometimes we are right where God wants us to be, doing exactly what God wants us to be doing, when the words or actions of others (intentionally or unintentionally) cause an illusion that we are off track and there is something wrong with us.

If you know you are where God wants you to be, doing what God wants you to be doing, do not fall into the illusion of fear from what others say or do. Remember, fear always lies in lies and lies always lie in fear. Love is the truth. Stay with God in Love and on purpose in your vision and mission no matter what is happening around you.

Love,

Anthony

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One Important Question 

I spend a lot of time teaching youth peaceful ways to resolve conflicts. Violence isn’t just hitting, stabbing, or shooting someone. Peace isn’t just refraining from hitting, stabbing or shooting someone. Violence and peace are mindsets. Peace and violence are choices. In making the choice of violence, there are many ways to carry it out. In making the choice of peace, there are many ways to carry it out. Once any decision is made, the path becomes clear. Once a commitment is made, the path is walked, and becomes something you know, not just know about.

There are far too many youth who know the path of violence at an early age. And there are too few adults who teach the path of peace by example in thought, speech and action. Peace is not passive, or cowardice. Peace is active and courageous.

There is an old samurai proverb that says, “A warrior can choose to be a pacifist, everyone else is condemned to it.” After being proven in battle in the ring, dojo, and on the streets many times over, I chose peace and then committed myself to its grace. And when I made that commitment, there were few men who supported me in that. But the men who did support me in my commitment to peace were men who’ve experienced the extremes of violence and war, so they understood, better than most, the importance of peace. After enough experience you learn that all violence is senseless.

When I was struggling to commit myself to a path of peace by taking my first steps upon it, the Creator posed a question to me deep within my heart, “Do you think I created you to be a healing force or a destructive force?”

It’s easy to say something negative and mean. It’s easy to throw a punch. It’s easy to use a weapon. In a world that glorifies violence and even rewards it, it takes strength, courage, and trust in the Creator to bless those who curses you, and walk away from those who want to fight you.

My uncle taught me a long time ago that the war is always behind the other person’s eyes – the war is within them, their own mind – their own choice. And so it is with peace. Peace is always behind the other person’s eyes – the peace is within them, their own mind – their own choice. Peace can be behind our own eyes, and in our own mind at any moment we choose.

What’s the reward? Often times I’ve found the reward for choosing peace is simply peace itself. And I have found few, if any rewards greater than peace.

The question the Creator posed to me years ago is a question I’ve asked many youth over the years. Although for most people the answer is obvious, the commitment to being a healing force needs to be obvious now more than ever before. Do you think you’ve been created to be a healing force or a destructive force?

Your Gifts Are Not a Gamble, They’re a Sure Thing When You Share Them

The Seventeen Inch Walk is a workshop I’ve been blessed to facilitate for many years now. Below is a small portion from The Seventeen Inch Walk workshop that was placed upon my heart to share with you here. May it bless you and whomever you are led to share it with.
~ Walk in Beauty,
Anthony Goulet

Have you ever purchased a lottery ticket and then dreamt about what you’d do if you were the one who held the winning lottery ticket? Most of us have. We think how much easier our lives would be with the instant millions of dollars. We think about how many people we could help, especially those who’ve made sacrifices for us. It’s fun to think about being in a position to be of more service. It’s fun to think about how much more fun, joy and passion we could have in our lives that instantly having millions of dollars could bring us. And the fun of that fantasy all stops at the time they draw the winning numbers, then poof! The dreaming is gone. Imagination is disengaged and the focus is back on the needs of the day – daily survival.

The big, instant dream of a huge avalanche of abundance pouring from a winning lottery ticket into our lives and out into the lives of others generates so many conversations about fun, future, giving and living. And people can’t help but join in the imaginings when asked the question, what would you do with the money if you have the winning lottery ticket? When asked that question, so many people are momentarily filled with passion and can tell you in great detail what they’d do, the changes they’d make, and how their lives would be better, if only by some remote chance they were holding the winning lottery ticket.

Years ago, I had a friend who purchased a Powerball lottery ticket and during the drawing their ticket matched all five numbers of the first numbers, but not the Powerball number. He held that ticket in his hand and asked some of his friends and family in the room, “Did I win? Is this a winning ticket?” His family and friends assured him that he did not win anything. His family and friends convinced him with complete sincerity that his one-hundred thousand dollar winning lottery ticket was worthless. His friends and family may have been sincere, but they were sincerely wrong. Nonetheless, he accepted their answers and threw his winning ticket in the garbage. A few days later after doing his own research, he discovered that he had won one-hundred thousand dollars. It was garbage day in his neighborhood, so he hurried home in the middle of the day from work to pull all of his garbage cans from the curb and go through each bag to find his winning lottery ticket. When he arrived home, he saw that the garbage had already been picked up, so he went to the garbage dump and knew his one-hundred thousand dollar ticket was somewhere in the middle of tons of garbage. He searched for hours in hopes of finding his winning lottery ticket. He never found his winning lottery ticket, and was severely depressed for several weeks, but after he came out on the other side of his depression, he was mostly upset with himself, because in the moment he won, he didn’t listen to his own, deep level instinct letting him know he won; he listened to everyone in the room that told him his ticket was worthless, and he allowed their voices to drown out the voice inside of him that was screaming, They’re wrong! You are holding a winning lottery ticket!

Let me tell you a secret: You are holding a winning lottery ticket. A lottery ticket that is worth more than all of the money the world can make. You may think that your winning lottery ticket is expired, but it has no expiration date. You may think that it is lost, but it’s incapable of being lost. You may think that it’s been thrown away and destroyed, but it’s incapable of being destroyed. It may be buried underneath disappointments, pain, loss, tragedy, and the voices of some who say that it’s worthless, but it can never be lost or destroyed. Your winning lottery ticket isn’t something you can purchase, nor do you have to just imagine all the passion, joy and benefits that it can offer you, others and our world, you simply need to exchange it for all the benefits it holds. And the only way to exchange it and extract all the greatness within it, is by sharing it. Your winning lottery ticket, what you have to exchange for all the fulfillment and riches beyond money and material things that you can possibly imagine is you. The real you. The you that’s created in and with a deep, devoted and passionate vision, mission and purpose. And you’ve been endowed by the Creator with every gift you need to manifest your vision, mission and purpose. Your gifts are not a gamble, they’re a sure thing when you share them.

To exchange your gifts for all the benefits they can offer you, others and our world, the first person you have to share them with is yourself, not dozens of people. If your vision is to write a book, begin writing the book. If your mission is to be a better parent, begin making one simple change that improves the relationship between you and your children. If your purpose is to obtain a degree or diploma, take the first step by registering for your classes. If you want to start a fire that will be a place of comfort, light and hope for yourself, others and our world, begin by gathering the matches and kindling, then lighting the fire in privacy – just you and the Creator of your understanding. After the foundation of the fire is strong enough, slowly and surely, piece by piece, build upon the spark of the vision, mission, dreams and purpose you’ve been given. Allow your vision, mission, purpose and gifts to burn within you first, so that you don’t walk into a room full of people, light a match and allow someone to blow it out and say, “See? You don’t have anything to offer.” If you don’t share your gifts with yourself first, you’ll make the same mistake my friend did. You’ll be in a room, holding a winning ticket, which you are, and attempt to get encouragement and approval from others, but just like my friend, even when you are holding your winning ticket – your gifts – and all the evidence points to the possibilities of something remarkable happening, if you get caught up in external voices and don’t immediately take the next steps in accessing what you’ve been given to share, others will intentionally or unintentionally try to convince you that what you’ve been given to share has no value. Your gifts are not a gamble, they’re a sure thing when you share them.

Don’t confuse your abilities with your gifts, because they are different. I cannot physically perform the martial arts now at age forty-six like I could at age twenty-six, so my physical abilities have dwindled a bit, but my gifts to inspire, motivate, teach, problem solve, and allow God to facilitate healing through me are timeless and eternal, because my gifts, like yours, are forever within the great love that created us exactly like itself – the great love that births our gifts through us to others. Your gifts are not a gamble, they’re a sure thing when you share them.

Just like people give themselves a moment to dream about all they’d do with millions of dollars from a winning lottery ticket, give yourself a moment to dream again, in detail about all you could do with your gifts. Then take the first steps in the presence of only yourself and the Creator. As has been said countless times over decades, people are rewarded in public for what they’ve practiced for years in private. Your rewards, when you follow your vision, mission, dreams and purpose by utilizing all of your God-given gifts will be many. The most important reward you’ll experience is fulfillment. You will always recognize your highest callings by one key trait: That which fills you when you give it away. Yes, when you give it away – that’s why it’s a gift. If you’re living your life to get instead of give, then keep playing the lottery. If you want a peace and fulfillment beyond understanding that no amount of money could ever provide you with, then realize that you’ve already won the lottery – you are the winning ticket! Look in the mirror, remember that you are a sacred blessing, miracle and gift, fully equipped to be a blessing, miracle and gift to others. Success isn’t about how many people love your work, success is about love being your work, whether what you’ve been gifted to give is for one person or one million people. And whether or not you exchange your gifts and live your vision, mission, dreams and purpose is entirely up to you, but I guarantee you that someone, somewhere needs what you have to give. Your gifts are not a gamble, they’re a sure thing when you share them.

The Winning Lottery Ticket

The Voice of What You Are

The ego only knows how to attack or defend. It wants allies to join in attacks and defense, but it doesn’t want brothers and sisters. It doesnt want brothers and sisters to unite in Truth – in Love.

There’s another Voice within us – the Voice of God that’s always available because It’s what we are. Its Holiness always remebers and reminds ourselves and others that we are all sacred blessings, miracles, and gifts.

We have a choice in which voice we listen to. And the voice we’ve chosen to listen to is evident in what we share – what we teach. And what we teach is what we are choosing to learn.

Take the sacred, seventeen inch walk from your head back to your heart to teach and learn with God in the great, holy love that you are, always have been, and will always be.

~ Walk in Beauty,

Anthony Goulet 

i am Only a secretary

Some people say I am a writer
Others say I am a poet
Still, others say I am a counselor
No!
i am  nothing without Him
Him Who sent me
Him Who created me
Him Whose power 
keeps my heart beating,
my breath flowing,
He keeps me alive and sustains me
i am God’s child
Listening to His Majesty’s Holy dictates
writing, saying, and doing
what God says
i am only a secretary

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Poets – Ha!

Is a poet a poet
after they write
their first poem?
Or does a poet become a poet
in the moment God strikes them
with a concept so illuminating
that is has to be written?
Or is it in the moments long before
when there’s no inspiration,
only desperation?

Is it when academia decides?
No. None of these decide!

A poet becomes a poet
each and every time they swim
where love abides
Walking through minds and hearts
with words 
drenched – dripping
in the Great Love beyond pronunciation
as we smile, laugh or cry
Being refreshed by the Oasis of love
a poet brings
from so many things

the poets will never describe