Disconnected Realities 

Disconnected realities

Watching them
Spiritualize war, greed,
separation and fear

Somehow it’s always
God’s will
especially when it’s not

The disconnectors
of reality
Keep ushering in
the crowds
Taking us to
the house of mirrors
to see a distorted image
of who we are
Hoping we hold that image
Because if we do
We’ll ride the rest
of the rides
at a disconnected carnival
with periodic amusement
at parks filled with
not-so-merry go rounds,
bumpercars of ego
always clashing 
never connecting,
cotton candy with
no nutritional value,
overpriced lemonade
made from the lemons
life gave us,
lured into rigged games
by slick-talking carnies
strung out on disconnection
who count on us
to see a distorted image
of ourselves
so they can feed
on insecurities,
and sell us
something else
we don’t need

When all we need is each other 

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Support Survivors 

I thought these two letters from the Archdiocese of Detroit burned in an apartment fire we had a couple of years ago. These are the letters an Archdiocese will send to adults who were child victims of sexual abuse by a priest. One of the letters gives an update about the predator priest, explaining if he’s dead, excommunicated, etc. The other letter gives a formal apology from the Catholic Church.

I experienced many years of nightmares, waking up punching and crying, addiction, self-sabatoge, and homelessness. I didn’t find the courage to talk about what happened to me, for me. God gave me the courage to talk about what happened to me, for others.

When I speak about the healing road of the  sacred, seventeen inch walk from our head back to our heart, it’s from experience. God and I walked it together from victim to survivor to thriver to victory and freedom. It’s a walk I am honored to be able to take youth and young adults on every day in my full time calling. I’ve experienced and witnessed too many miracles to be a skeptic. Healing and miracles happen when we support survivors and allow them to be their own experts, because we can only be experts of our own experience. And my experience is that God truly can and will bring full restoration and healing when we are surrounded by other miracle-minded, God-serving individuals who don’t look upon others as broken, but look upon others as breaking through to a whole new level of healing (posttraumatic growth) that will empower them to share healing with countless others. 

~ Walk in Beauty,

Anthony Goulet 

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

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?

Independence is a Lie

Independence is a lie
In an ever-connected
Uni-Verse and Universes
There’s no such thing
As a self-made man 
or self-made woman
Love has no opposite
other than illusions
Just as a seed
Never stops needing
The Earth
We never stop needing
The Creator, Earth, Love,
our hearts and each other

We are completely dependent
Upon the Creator, Earth,
Love, our hearts,
and each other
Independence is a lie
Separation is a hell
Where we cast ourselves
In the illusion of division
Forgetting that
Just
As
A
Seed
Never
Stops
Needing
The
Earth
We
Never
Stop
Needing
The
Creator,
Earth,
Love,
Our
Hearts
And
Each
Other

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Bandwagons Again 

Bandwagons passing by again

Playing a tune again

Wanting us to jump on again

To be taken away again

Listening beyond the beats again 

To the lyrics again

The same song of fear again

Captivating the masses again

Songs of division & separation again 

I pull back the curtain again

And see the conductor of fear again 

Encouraging us to join in again 

‘No thanks,’ I say again

I’ll wait again 

For the bandwagon of truth again,

and again, and again,

with Love as the conductor again

To join Love’s bandwagon again

That carries us back to our hearts again

The place where we remember again

That we are each other again 

The Divine Dinner Table

Barely being able to see
Over the table
I peeked my head up
And saw I was at a dinner table

There, before me,
are all my favorite foods
drenched in love –
seasoned with compassion,
joy and acceptance
The juice in my cup
Is of the finest nectar
Made from the most
beautiful and nutritious fruits –
sprinkled with lights
from the stars of Heaven
Mixed together by Angels
Who sing as they prepare
Our meal

One of the other children
At the Divine Dinner Table
Began to say a prayer
When a loving, confident,
gentle voice interrupted,
“Everything is already blessed
because you are here.”

I peeked my head up again
To see who said those words
And saw that it’s God
Sitting with all of us – the world
at the Divine Dinner Table

God is as close or as far away
as you want Him to be
Every person, animal,
plant, stone – all of creation
from the past, present, and future
Has a seat
at the Divine Dinner Table

We are all just little children
laughing while eating
delicious food, and knowing
We’re loved, safe,
protected and important
Oh, the Angels sing
When we come together like this!

The only cranky children
Are those who refuse
To take their rightful place
At the Divine Dinner Table
They each have their own reasons
For not sitting in their blessed chair,
but none of their reasons
ever makes them happy

The Divine Dinner Table