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 

A Survivor’s Scream

Do you really understand?
You say you do,
but I can see in your eyes
that you cannot read
between the lines,
so if you really understood,
I wouldn’t have to spell it out

Besides, when I stood
before you as a youth
telling you my truth,
you rejected me

Where I’ve been,
what I’ve experienced –
the sights, sounds, smells,
pain, brokenness –
the colors of the institutions
isn’t something you understand

You think words like
fuck and shit are offensive
So when I enter a room
and instantly connect
with those you can’t
I see the condemnation in your eyes
the same looks
those like you
gave me when I was a youth –
daggers of self-righteous condemnation
emitting moral vomit,
puking your credentials, expertise,
and religious verses on us survivors
that we’ve heard so many times before,
but you’re not even strong enough
to listen to the truth we’ve lived
because that would interrupt
the delicate images in your mind
of how we’re supposed to be,
and cause you to miss our beauty –
the truth of our perfection
forged in fires of hell

We talk because we need to
not because we think you understand,
not because we think you’re listening
because you’re too busy
trying to protect yourself
from the realities
of a survivor’s scream –
a scream you cannot recognize
when you hear it,
and so you’re also blind
to
those
Sacred
moments
when
healing
is
happening

Looking Back Upon Forevers

Looking back
upon forever
He really thought
It would be forever
every time

Looking forward
upon forever
He still thinks
It will be forever
every time

Being here, right now
He’s enjoying
the part of forever
he’s in
In this time
this moment
this breath 

We’re all time travelers
caught in the forevers
when it hurt the most
and felt the best
Carrying our forevers
Together 

Too Simple to be Heaven

Too Simple to be Heaven
As the sea reminds us of eternity
The grains of sand are equally certain
Certain in eternity, infinite, unknown
So fear set in and a roadblock
to remembrance was created

Created from the reminders of eternity
Created from what keeps us humble
Created to create a known
Created to not feel humility –
a gratitude with The Creator

The original dream of paradise
wasn’t good enough
No place to take pride,
hang a name, or have the credit
The enjoyment of bounty,
balance, and freedom
wasn’t enough

They devised a way to make
a need for more out of something endless
They took the reminders
of sharing, enough, and simplicity
They took them from the earth
mixed them together and began to build
They built, and built, and built,
and are still building
It’s never enough, enough is contentment –
that’s what they’re running from

Running from the memory of our Oneness
Developing more hurt
with more development
Attempting to override destruction
with more construction

Though some still long
for the place of the original dream,
thought, time, and space
Those who remember
never drank the mix
Longing for what they knew
it was
before it was this
Seeing what can be
for the future
of our children
They see all the children
can have enough

Those who remember
are called naive, unrealistic
They’re told
“Shut up, it’s not the way of the world!”
Heaven whispers,
“It used to be and can be again.”
Heaven’s whisper
is drowned out with sounds of progress 

Coursing through
the veins of destruction
a flow of mixture
that’s always given
enough money to eat
It’s always eating
and given the priority –
it’s why money was made
It has become a false god
by those denouncing false gods

Before they used it
to cover the earth
Before they used it
to incarcerate our children
They drank it
deep within their hearts
Devouring cement
to devour a memory
that’s too simple to be Heaven

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You

There is a voice we don’t need to find but long to remember. It’s a voice we know better than any other. We can fight it, but it never fights us because it loves us. We can attempt to drown it out with numbing agents, but it can never die. We can try to forget it, yet it always remembers for us, because it’s never against us. It cannot leave us alone because it’s as incapable of separation as water is of being dry. The voice is you – the real you. You can lay your mask down now because you’re welcome here.

The truth doesn’t hurt, the lies do! The lies from the voices of strangers that say you are anything less than a sacred blessing, miracle and gift are untrue. Sometimes when listened to and believed, the voices of strangers can make a stranger of our own voice. Listen only to the voices that echo your greatness. Stop making a stranger of yourself, us, and God. As you remember your voice, you rejoin the Great One, your true self, and all life in the great uni-verse – the ancient song of truth, that in the holy instant of our creation, we agreed to sing together.

Your voice gently knocks from the inside, within each heartbeat, longing for your return to remember, remind, and shine forth Love’s truth:

You are alive because you are Life.
You are beautiful because you are Beauty.
You are healed because you are Healing.
You are talented because you are Talent.
You are hopeful because you are Hope.
You are forgiven because you are Forgiveness.
You are faithful because you are Faith.
You are innocent because you are Innocence.
You are gifted because you are a Gift.
You are blessed because you are a Blessing.
You are true because you are Truth.
You are miraculous because you are a Miracle.
You are sacredness because you are Sacred.
You are holiness because you are Holy.
You are loved because you are Love.

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Image Credit: Kevin Phillips