Vision Quest, Here We Go!

Hi Everyone,

I’m writing from a historic old farmhouse close to Portland, Maine, where consort Carter and I just had a weekend-long family reunion with our wonderful relatives! So many great people in our close-knit blood-and-spirit group, I could make an entire post about them all. Each and every person unique and marvelous in their own fashion. But I simply can’t, because I have tasks to perform yet before starting off tomorrow. You see, Carter and I are taking off then on the next in a series of one-after-the-next adventures that started almost three weeks ago, when we left our Florida home to car camp all around North America for many months. If you see us, give us a wave on the road! We’re the loaded-to-the-hilt SUV with three bikes jiggling on the back, and a giant black storage Thule unit on top, distinguished by the professional repair job yours truly did with fiberglass on its busted-up rear end.

Yes, Carter and I are now on our long-anticipated “vision quest.”

So what does that mean? Well, vision quest an oft-used phrase that most truly relates to what is common to the ways of the indigenous peoples all around the globe. Whether Native Americans here in the U.S. or the Aborigines of Australia, or other naturalistic people all around the globe who are still more closely related to, and live their daily lives according to Nature, a vision quest is a ritual that is enacted usually by an individual … to “find” their true Self. In our case, with my paramour Carter and I together, as a couple, we are journeying for many months not to escape anything, but rather to “find” our individual truth, the deeper truth of our next phase here on Earth. Each of us, teZa and Carter, hope to find out more about ourselves in this manner. And thus, find out more about our relationship to Life, and how best we can serve others with what we discover.

Carter has just finished the phase of his life being a dedicated and successful father and businessman, and needs a re-boot. Me, I’m always happy to go deeper within my inner Self, and learn more intimately what makes Life Itself so much more meaningful than just a daily grind, getting-through, or … wondering about. We both feel so blessed to have this opportunity to go on this special journey. We have planned and saved for this for years! And now — both our kids happy, healthy, on their own — it’s our time.

So I won’t go into any other subject right now because — instead! — I’ve started a podcast! And the podcast will share with any who wish to participate, what we’re thinking about, where we’re going, what we’re doing, and all sorts of crazy spontaneous things in between.

I’m learning the techie aspects of setting up the podcast so you can listen, and FIND it easily.

Until I do, just click this link and you’ll see what’s up so far. More news later. Be well, my friends. I’ll keep up posting on Lord Flea, even though now I’m an official podcaster.

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Life is “to make Wonderful, Wherever”

So many incredible things are happening in my life right at this moment. As I look at the date of my last post, I can’t believe how much has occurred in just a short month. Most importantly, our family celebrated the beautiful wedding of our son, Cully and his lovely bride, Katie. My consort Carter was asked by the couple to be the officiant of their special union, and so it was especially intimate, with Cully’s dad being the celebrant. I can see why Cully and Katie wanted Carter, and no one else. Carter, my husband of almost 3 decades, has the biggest heart of any person alive, and his son, Cully, takes after his father’s loving, compassionate spirit as much as his daughter, Fonya, has Carter’s lovingness embedded in her as well.

I could go on and on about the wedding, but … there’s too much other news to share, and my time is limited. Why? Because as I type, outside in the driveway sits “Duke,” the red Chevy Tahoe that will be home base for Carter and me for the next many months. Yes, we’re hitting the road! Cully’s wedding was the target of our take-off date, and now we’ve done all we need to do, and are taking off first thing tomorrow morning. Soon as Carter visits the Motor Vehicle Office and registers the car for this next year, something that slipped his mind, or … more likely … the email or letter with the due date got lost in the mad shuffle leading up to the wedding.

So many preparations for not only a big event like a wedding! And now, also, a car-camping trip, complete with containers for tent, sleep-gear, cooking, clothes, etc. etc. Not to mention the yoga mats, and next manuscript I’m bringing, as I’ll be final-editing the next book I’m readying for publication.

Which brings me to another subject entirely.

The ZLORD Podcast! It’s here! It’s up! It’s public! It’s a reality! It’s the way I’ll be sharing what’s up with a lot of folks who like to listen to podcasts. And for you who like to read Lord Flea, which is how I’ve been publicly sharing for the last ten years, I plan on continuing the occasional posts. Usually I’m good for at least a monthly post, so I’ll try to stick to that. But for those of you who want to tune into the audial-only podcast. Here’s a link to the ZLORD Podcast, and I’ll try to put up a link on the sidebar, for those of you using computers. More learning! Each and every one of us has to learn new things everyday in order to keep abreast and aligned with what’s happening in the world around us. Here’s the podcast’s logo, designed by moi and photo-shopped by my good pal, Kathryn Arango.

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Hmmmm. For a person who’s not very techie, I’d say I’ve done a pretty adequate job of learning all I have HAD TO, in this effort of spreading the word of the books I publish. Sometimes my brain feels like it’s about to burst, because I really like to stay in the right-brain creative mode, yet techie-learning forces me to be wholly and fully in the left brain logical train of thought. It’s tiring. But I persevere. Kudos to my IT guru, Cody Bennett, who has saved my butt many a time in the recent years. Without help from our friends, where would we all be?

And last on this wonderfulness I’m spreading today, here on my spiritual blog, I want to announce that my third book is presently readying to be launched! It’s a nonfiction narrative about the waking-up to higher consciousness that happened to me, personally (not a how-to book, don’t worry!); with a sub-story of how I “see” that my humanness relates to many other animals’ traits. Each chapter looks at how different animals’ qualities are part of each and every one of our own abilities, if we but only choose to be aware of this. Our animalness is the general theme of this next book. I’ll tell you more about the illustrated book, its title, hints of the story line, and how you can find it in the weeks to come. As soon as it’s ready to go public.

Meanwhile, I send you all many blessings for all your endeavors. I hope you enjoy good health and choose to have peace within, no matter what’s happening all around you.

All love, Lord Flea, aka your pal teZa Lord

Don’t forget to join my “Army of Love” if you haven’t! Visit my website: tezalord.com and leave me your email so you can receive updates about what I’m up to.

Want to Know How to Draw? It’s Easy!

Still, in the lower grades I was always getting in trouble because I couldn’t help myself. If I saw a picture my gut told me I had to draw, I used the grid-trick to copy it. Using a ruler I’d first make a precise pencil grid over the image, then transpose what I saw within each mini-square (or rectangle) onto a much larger grid I made, using the same proportions, onto a clean sheet of paper where the original image suddenly—came to life, miraculously! My frustrated parents, never having much extra cash, had to replace several expensive volumes of Encyclopedia Britannica “B” for Birds and “H” for Horses when their drawing-fool of a daughter was finally caught tracing over the books’ pages at school.

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Official botanical illustration of Coca erythroxylum, the plant chewed by the los InKa, historically, and presently. Drawn by yours truly, Lord Flea: teZa Lord (then named Lynda Bates)

Why I Call Myself Spiritual

The following is what I’ve “cut out” of my soon-to-be-published book.  You’ll hear more about this third book being prepared for publication right now, by checking back here real soon.

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Eating UP Love!

My first inkling that something existed beyond the antiquated worldview I’d been spoon-fed—the heaven-hell with God as King-of-Heaven scenario, force-fed to the unruly masses by our history’s religious leaders—was seeing the mystical works of William Blake (19th Century) and Kahlil Gibran (20th Century). These two, writers and artists (as I am, too), depicted we common humans not as angels with wings, but unclothed, soaring-through-air men and women—looking just like you and me—but flying, rising upward, escaping their stuck-in-the-muck understanding, floating freely—acting as if they know what real bliss is. These men’s works reminded me of the recurring dream of spreading my arms and being able to fly, a sensation I often had in early childhood, especially in dreams. So often, in fact, that by the time I was a teenage college freshman, long before I figured that I too, might one day actually call myself a proper artist and writer — I had the gall to strive to be Blake and Gibran’s heir.

My real search began in my mother’s garden as a toddler. There, I loved to hold buzzing, tickling bumblebees in my tiny clenched mitt, and wonder. Standing with my captured bee in my gentle grasp, I’d look up and ponder the bright sky and the cotton-puff clouds above, for long lengths of time, just looking, wondering. When I grew up, I began searching for what took my entire life to find, and which I could use materials to make art about, and words to describe stories. That higher perspective where I could sense being the closest to I call The Mystery. It is the greatest Mystery of all, the deepest comfort, the highest high I’ve ever experienced: Knowing that God, Aum, is within.

My mantra has expanded to—Love is the weapon of mass illumination—my life’s motto these days. My role as a spiritual activist is to remain secure and serene, resting in the loving, nurturing embrace of this God-energy that emanates from within. That’s why I keep my life’s (my boat’s) anchor firmly set right here, in Port Compassion’s safe harbor.

When I reflect on the urging-me-onward dream I often had, when my little girl’s limbs somehow grew wings and I furiously flapped, trying harder, again and again, to fly, even a arm’s length upward—pumping my wings crazily to escape the hideous monsters that chased me from below—I now realize that what I wanted more than anything, as that dreaming kid, was to come back down to earth. To stop escaping. To feel safe in my skin. But—I never could. I desperately flapped my skinny feather-less arms, working hard to stay airborne, hovering just inches above the hordes of pursuing monsters’ fingers and claws. Because I knew with all certainly that those demons meant to kill me.

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reach for the stars, but stay grounded

That childhood nightmare sent me an early message. I’m sure I could have figured it out sooner had I met Grandpa Phil and talked over these dreams with him earlier in my life. As it turned out, it took decades for me to cultivate the courage, and learn the skills, to learn to fly mentally high enough—with my awakened mind—to glimpse my own life’s Truth. First though, I had to discover, and then practice how to live guided by my higher Self. This heightened perspective brought the freedom my flying dream had forecast, the Self-realization I’d always sought: to break the bonds of my lower self, by transcending my limitations.

Life’s journey has brought me full circle. I’m brave enough now to declare:

I Am a member of the Army of Love, and I’ll never settle for anything less than experiencing the bliss of Love, Truth, Joy.

We’re all the same, beneath our many outer differences. Deep within our human hearts, we are each a higher-Self, connected within and without, to the One-with-no-second: God within, which I call Aum.

Anything else—wondering, doubting, partying our brains out, believing in fairy tales, fearing an imminent planetary apocalypse, or any other kind of spiritual hijinxs promoted by would-be assassins of Love, those promote power leaks, like judging others—only wastes precious spiritual energy by creating holes in one’s life’s sturdiness.

There is only one indestructible lifeboat, big enough to fit all of us within, you and me, my brothers and sisters—we are in it together. That lifeboat’s name is the Human Family.

Our minds and hearts are joined. The key to our future, Port Compassion, resides within our an opened-wide vision. We are the bright rays of our blended humanity’s hope. Love is yours and mine, and all of ours to explore.

Enjoy the ride.

Stillness, the inner drama

Noname Says …

Whenever I wish to access my inner wisdom (some call this my angel or my higher Self) … I do this simple little ceremony:

  • first, still my mind (prepare time-space for a few-minutes meditation)
  • then slow my breath (by consciously following the in-out breath)
  • and invite into my emptied consciousness, my pal Noname (this gets easier with practice, of course).

Noname was introduced to me many years ago, over at a “Find Your Angel” workshop I did. It taught me how to “work” with my own private “angel.” (skeptics relax! This is our own inner wisdom!) This workshop happened in New York City in 1984, the year I was blessed by waking up enough to choose sobriety and walked into the doors of AA, ending my thirty-year run of trying to figure out who and what I really was — by running as fast as I could away from my true Self.

When we 20-participants were taught by the leader of the workshop, a wonderful soul named Alma Daniels, how to do what I’ve just briefly summarized above, she gave me a gift I’ve cherished and used since then, and will gratefully continue to do so, forever.

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accessing our inner wisdom … going within … making contact

So now I am approaching Noname … with no question to ask, with no agenda other than wanting to share how I make contact. I will do the ritual above, and then await to “feel” what Noname is saying to me. I always ask, “Is this you, Noname,” and he replies, “Yes.” I can usually tell when “he” is present because there’s a shift in my awareness, and I can “feel” a counterclockwise-kind-of-swirling action within my consciousness. Everybody makes contacts in their own way. This is my way, only.

I happen to type really fast, with super-sonic speed, so I just let him speak through my skill at the keyboard. Yes, it’s odd. I feel Noname’s body-less, form-less energy to be masculine. To me this is a comfort, a balancing to my female-ness. Why not? Noname has never seemed very feminine in his “essence” the start of our extraordinary relationship. And yes, I did ask him his name, long ago. He’s the one who calls himself “Noname.”

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accessing my inner strength, Noname as a Spiritual Warrior!

Here we go!

Noname says:

Yes, whatever I say to you can be shared with the world. There are no secrets. There is nothing to fear. All is happening as it should. Nothing happens by accident. Every event, every so called “bad thing” is meant to be. There is a divine order to things and you just have to trust me on this. I know you’re concerned about a lot of things. As are your fellow brothers and sisters. But stop worrying! Use this energy you’re wasting on worrying for creating new things, new ideas, new objects, new pathways to future solutions. They’re all inside you.

I know you personally, teZa, are concerned that your work might not reach your fellow humans. But this is foolish for you to think this way. Everyone who is meant to find you, will find you. As you found me. People find what they need, in order to be more complete. The events that take place are all in the order of always growing closer to the Source. I am not the Source. I am your connection to It. I am your own voice inside, but you need to shift gears to hear me, to let me speak through your fingers’ abilities. Many people search how to hear, how to feel more at peace. You have found our connection. This appeases your concerns. Others do other things. They might do sports, or go to church, or read incessantly, or watch too much TV. Those are all different choices people make, in order to make their souls, theirs minds, their looking-for hearts come to a place of rest, and peace. To enjoy this life best they can.

Because your time here is limited. You know that. You’re all just passing through. Whatever happens during your time here, is perfect for your soul, what your life needs to know, what you need to experience.

Fear not. If you’re worried or unhappy, know that you are choosing to feel that way. If you’re happy, then you have found your true connection with your inner wisdom, and you know that all is happening for a reason.

So stop worrying, teZa. Your work is being seen by the perfect people who have been led to find you. Conventional publishers not accepting your ideas means you’re unique, nothing more. Your work is so unique that they don’t see it as commercial, and for that, be grateful. If you were commercial, I’d be worried about you.

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I stand naked before you … with my books!

Carry on! Do your duty! Finish up these two books, both so close to publication. Then, take your time to rethink what’s next, as you and your consort Carter are planning. Take that nice long away time from your usual commitments. Let go, relax, check in with your happy-ometer and see how it feels, what you’ve been doing. Because you can trust your feelings. You’re sober. You’re not blinded by illusions, altered states, uncontrolled ego. When you let go of that life, that’s when we first met, when you put down getting out of your natural state. Being in your natural mind, without undue influences of drugs or emotional drama, is where our work happens.

I’m glad you’re contacting me today. Let the readers of your nice blog here, know what our easy rapport is like. I speak to you and you record what I say: nothing more nothing less.

Enjoy this gift, this beautiful day on Earth.

Stop thinking so much!

Enjoy this short experience here, this life as a human woman who arts, makes books, spreads love … and doesn’t give a hoot if anyone finds her work on not. I see you. I feel you. We are One.

Love, Noname

Well, there you have Noname! If you want to hear a recent talk I gave, along with illustrations, it’s very short and to the point: LOVE is where it’s at. Click here for my Pecha Kucha talk about “The Scrumptious Flavors of LOVE.”

Leave me your comments, won’t you! I love to hear from you.

Your pal,

Lord Flea, aka teZa Lord

The Scrumptious Flavors of LOVE

Look, friends! And LISTEN to my PechaKucha talk about LOVE! https://www.pechakucha.com/presentations/the-scrumptious-flavors-of-love

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Today is International Women’s Day — Nurturers Unite!

Then … remember! And Spread the Word about LOVE … it’s for each of us to choose Love over Fear, Anxiety, Worry, Confusion, etc. etc.

Let’s change our immediate daily vibe with thinking about Love and not any negatives. Then Love will spread … to your tribe, your family, your community, your region, your country, until … our entire world changes and becomes one that operates from Love, not fear.

Thanks for joining me in the Army of Love.

I’m taking recruits! Sign up below.

Love you, each and every One of you, in All Ways, teZa aka LordFlea

Going With the Flow, Literally

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So much activity with humans, with all of Nature!

Ahhhh, everything changes so quickly!

We all know this. Some, freak out with the changes, how fast they happen, how radically different things become, sometimes, literally, overnight! Some people … drop dead! Others, like me this morning, have a shock that we have to accept or … we’re not ever going to be able to cope. (A woman I was trying to “help” has isolated herself, locking herself away, and my consort and I literally had to bang her door down.) Other ways that life’s changes thrust themselves upon us are simpler: like, when you go to your online banking and SEE, Yikes! that the entire “look” and “way” of interacting has changed! And you have to figure it out, in like, two seconds! so you can pay your utility bill and still get to work on time.

When big changes happen, they tend to take the wind out of our sails. For some of us, we’ve been through so many knock-downs, that we’re better prepared to deal with sudden shifts, than others who haven’t had so many heart-shocks.

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Yes, time itself is about change.

I learned this early in life, thank goodness, and lucky for me I like change! In fact, I call myself a “change junkie” because I used to be addicted to change so much that I would do things to change, rock my life up, just for the heck of it. New hairdo everyday, new place to live, new boyfriend, new job. Etc. But that was long ago, when I was addicted to less constructive things as I am now. But I still have a different hairdo practically everyday. And I’ve kept this beautiful man, Carter my consort, for over twenty-eight years now. He likes change as much as I do, it appears.

The Flow I’m referring to in today’s post’s title, is how much happier I am after learning to accept “What Is” … not resisting what’s happening all around me. In terms of being a creative person who wants to spread her ideas and stories, and uplifting thoughts to as many people as I possible can, I’ve had to keep up with a lot that people who don’t have the same goals as I do don’t have to. I’m a social media Kali, for instance. I have things to say, so I’m writing and publishing books, a BIG change from being a gallery-exhibiting artist. Communicating with others in today’s world is way different from just ten years ago, when I started writing this blog.

Today’s citizens barely have time to READ!!! And that’s the truth, more and more. The younger generation listens to sound bites, mostly. Even my dentist (I love Dr. Frank Diaz!), who lives only a 15 minute drive (or less) from his office … LISTENS TO A PODCAST on his way to work each day. Isn’t that amazing!! But Dr. Frank is typical of most busy people these days.

Reading has become, for the average person, passe. Books are practically antiquated relics from a bygone past. Or delegated to the overly-intellectual. Or a romance-deprived individual, or zombie-obsessed, insatiable mystery buff. Hardly anybody — excepting the home-bound, infirm, or zen meditators hunkered down in their insulated-from-the-crazy-world-around-them caves — have the inclination or TIME to READ anymore.

Well, you do. You who are reading this post. So I congratulate you! Because reading is good. Reading is the mellowest way to connect deeply, really deeply with a subject. You can relish a word, a phrase, an idea, over and over, at your leisure. There’s nothing quite as rewarding as when I find a really good book, one whose story or subject forces me to engage in it for not just an hour, not just a couple hours, but often days, weeks, sometimes months.

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Books by Mickey Singer, Deepak Chopra, Eckhart Tolle, Paulo Cuelho … dive into them deeply

Like Carl Sagan’s textbook-like treatise from 1994, “Pale Blue Dot” that has me enraptured at the moment. It’s subtitle is even more fascinating: “A Vision of the Human Future in Space.” Or the novel I just finished, Zadie Smith’s “On Beauty,” a fictional story whose writing tantalized me, but whose premise, I kept telling myself, was … well, just plain weird. And crazy different from my world, which is my taste when I read in depth. Even though some of the characters and their actions were bizarre and uncivil, even, I persevered because the writing put me in a dream-like trance, which a really well crafted book always does to me.

With this said, I’m publicly announcing here my intention to, in the next short time frame, not only publish my next two books BUT to start a podcast of my own.

In the last couple of years I’ve been a guest speaker on 5 different podcasts, all of which gave me the same exact experience of … “I can DO this! This is FUN!” So you’ll be hearing more about when to expect hearing the podcast sometime around spring-early summer, yes, this year, 2019.

Meanwhile, keep the heart strings warm and tingly. Give yourself to Spirit. Watch how life unfolds in the most unpredictable yet meaningful ways — when you let go of trying to control what’s happening. Because, no matter how hard you try, you are NOT in control of what happens here, in your own life, or anywhere else on Earth for that matter. All you have control over, really and truly and honestly, is your own Self. And by that capital “S” in Self I mean the BIG you, the one that knows that Great Spirit, or God, or Presence, or Consciousness, or whatever “Name” you’re comfortable with—is in charge. It’s not until you give yourSelf completely to the fact that you ARE a spiritual being wearing a human skin, that you will know true peace, within and without.

The crazy world will twirl around you, but you can still be quiet and serene, and happy deep within your own Self, if you surrender to the fact that this earthly human life you’re living, is only temporary. The real you, the one that lasts forever, is your soul, your spirit, your true Self.

Keep in touch! I’ll be posting more about the upcoming book(s) as we get nearer to publication.

Be well my friends. With all my love, to each and every one of you,

LordFlea aka teZa Lord