Log: April 23rd, 2017

Sorry, it's been a while.

Much of my thoughts are about spirituality, understanding our world through sight as much as through past thought - though I do not trust thoughts like I did.  There are the mind-crayons of intelligence though we often think they are not.  They are the least of what the mind is capable of because they propose things are right or wrong, good or bad - and as time passes we realize the world was never so simple as to be cast into the binary heaven or hell concept. Children write with such simplicity.  There are so many more rooms to fill, so many more levels to understand about human nature.

And then like so many of my thoughts I realized I was wrong.  I know, I am shocked as well and can still barely stand.

Maybe there are no rooms at all - which means we are all in the same room - the same state again and again.  Perhaps we are in a single state of Goodness.  I know, crazy right?

But now I can see it clearly:  Men are always in a state of goodness, even if it means to steal, even if it means to kill.  Think about how you work on a personal level.  Have you ever done something wrong when you did not need to?  I'm not talking about a drug induced drama- that is not thought at all as much as chemical control.  I am talking about thoughtful action.  We think in terms of right and wrong but even when we do something wrong, we simultaneously believe circumstance demands it be this way, that somehow our action is a form of correction.  We see this in the disenfranchised population and those without hope. Consequently, even when we do wrong we seek balance.

In fact, even those mentally ill seek rightness and balance, only to an inner reality much different than ours.  If we lived within their psychosis - we would probably be doing the same things we see them oddly doing.  In this way the man is not insane as much as he is reacting sanely to an insane understanding of reality.

The conclusion in my mind is man is not broken.  He is misinformed and needs to see the world in a new way.  He is beauty guided by misconception.  

Just a thought.


Have a wonderful night.

Gregory K. Cadotte
The Dancing Buddah

Log: Jan 9th, 2017

It was a tough day today until I remembered life is only tough when I want everything my way. I spent the rest of the day following other people's suggestions and had a great day doing it.  It was once said, "...to navigate a wind river it is best to hold onto nothing."  I don't know who said it but the words struck true today.

Nothing holds us in one place to be torn by the world better than an opinion.  Stubborn things, these pig-onions.  And in truth, an opinion is only valuable coming from one who knows everything...including the future ramifications of all things.  Not me.  Not you.  Only Divine Nature has that kind of sight and His opinion is the wild stream of our reality.  We should not fight that stream...only ask what can we learn of Divine Nature from it.  Just a thought.

Love you all

Gregory K. Cadotte
The Dancing Buddha

Log: Jan 5th, 2017

The truth is we learn more from our troubles than we care to admit.  Oh we bitch about our lousy lives but the path to silence always begins with a head full of noise.  Strength forms by overcoming weakness, so without present weakness there is no further growth to be found.  So heads up.  Smile.  Obstacles are our friend and instruct us until they suddenly are no longer found. Obstacles do not go away, they cease forming because our understanding becomes so powerful they simply cannot take root.

I guess that means obstacles take root only in misunderstanding. Or to rephrase:  I guess that means obstacles are a form of misunderstanding...

See, we are learning all ready....


Gregory K. Cadotte
The Dancing Buddha

Log: Jan 4th, 2017

Remember, after a little food and a place to rest your head the rest of what Life offers is nothing more than exaggeration...the exaggeration of Getting Things to be Happy.   You see, it started with food and warmth, at least with humans.  Other creatures were Happy with a good stinky hole and a nest of flabby grubs, even humans long ago - eons before they stood up loved a good grub, leading of course to calling food grub at times.  Weird, I know.  But it's nothing compared to the wonderful worm stories I have somewhere around here.  But back to business....

I understand food and warmth.  The basics are called 'the basics' for a reason.  They are undeniably needed.  Evolution understood this and for that reason it connected getting food with Happy and being hungry with Unhappy.  It became a biological device with a simple purpose and a simple method.  In this way the mind began as a binary switch and still often divides reality into two: Good and Bad, right and wrong, black and white, hot and cold, night and day...  I could really go on forever but that would take a long time.

I call this our initial awareness, the Child Mind who calls out for milk and a clean diaper as its only way to be happy, an evolutionary screamer honed to getting things controlled by the Happy switch.  But I said initial awareness.  Is there a greater understand, a complete understanding sometimes referred to as Enlightenment?  I bet there is...and I'm a cheater.  Remember that.  I will not remind you again.


I have an adventure for you, a journey, a wandering that will wear you out and then set up upon the Mountain.  Getting down it your problem.  I will tell you my story a little bit at a time and I think you will find it interesting.  I know I did.
Gregory K. Cadotte
The Dancing Buddha.