the bridge tender

the bridge tender — with words and images I spread HOPE

Today I’m breathing, aware of this beautiful world around me, grateful for the life I’ve created for myself, for all the beloveds supporting it, even the hard challenges before us. The air touches my skin and I’m alive! I know I’m alive because — I feel it!

Believe me, I know what it feels to be almost dead. Been there, done that. Not exactly an NDE but very close to it. And each moment I have breath in my lungs, I deeply treasure. I try to use each moment I’m given here to stay positive and focus on the great possibilities before me and the entire planet at this time. There are so many wonderful opportunities constantly presenting, going on, I can’t begin to list them here. You know. Just look around you and count your blessings. Why waste time being negative? I don’t get it.

We’re approaching a momentous day here in the States. Instead of being depressed, angry or filled with trepidation, I feel very strongly that each individual is being called upon — right here and NOW — to step up and DO something. Where? In your own heart. Your own community, your own interest group. Your participation in humankind’s betterment is needed now, much more so had our presidential election gone the other way. That’s right, folks! The positive outlook this planet, and our country specifically, has before it is up to each and every one of us. Personally, I think it’s much better for individuals to be involved, rather than “let the government do all the work.”

Instead of Washington, I’m thinking about how great places like Matchu Picchu are!


LordFlea and her consort carterO high on Matchupicchu Mountain, with the ruins of the Inka city’s ancient site appearing at the base of its other sister mountain, Juanapicchu in background. MP, the city itself, appears as if crystals of stone in between the two sister mountains.

If we keep a positive outlook, and therefore keep our minds and hearts open to the next, and the next, and the next opportunity to better ourselves and our surroundings — instead of relying on the government to “do it for us” — we will continue to grow in our every upward spiral of good intentions, health and healing of all kinds, exactly what the entire world needs most right now. Give government controls their due. They are NOT our parents, our souls, our consciences. They govern. That means exactly that. They make rules.If you don’t like the rules then go out and change them, peacefully.

When we’re grown up, we don’t allow (we’re not supposed to) our parents’ ways to rule the way we live. The same with government. Live your life. Don’t let the government tell you how to live. If you don’t like the rules, then get involved with the rule-making process and help make changes.

Don’t waste any more time being mad or sad. Take a breath and feel how ALIVE you are! Be so very grateful for each breath you’re allotted. There’s too much to do to wallow in pity, either for yourself personally, or for what you might feel is not what’s supposed “to be.”

Acceptance is the beginning of healing.

Global Bliss NOW

Global Bliss NOW — accept CHANGE !!

The Divine Law of the Universe, the energy that connects us all, has brought us to this moment right here, right now. There is no “mistake.” There is no “negative” about change. The positive fact is our very existence, individually and as a collective whole, a democratic nation. I cherish every moment of my life. I know how fragile it is, to be alive. Any moment I might be gone from this realm, on to the next. And … then what? At my last breath I’d like to relax, knowing I contributed a helpful little bit to keep the positive momentum of our human evolution ever upward and forward. The way I’m feeling today, I will. I am at peace. Ommmm

Sending my love and comfort to all everywhere,

OmmmmmPeace, LordFlea aka teZa Lord


Newly Kinda-Techie-me!

Posted: January 10, 2017 in Uncategorized

Today I learned how to add a redirect-button to my blog so you, my dear reader, can easily find my new artbook We Are ONE on Amazon, with just one click. I’m rather proud of this techie feat. Although I readily admit I had to ask a chat-helper stationed at a desk somewhere, just how to do it. In case you’re wondering, LIVE support is part of the great services offered by WordPress, the program that makes Lord Flea Sings and tens of thousands of other blogs possible. For nine years now I’ve been using WP for free, and only a few months ago upgraded to a more sophisticated version in order to show videos.

Periodically I’ll be including my artbook’s cover image with an “Amazon button”along  with other posts because, as great as this convenient new button may be — the one I spent all day learning to put up on my sidebar (to the left of your computer screen) — unfortunately it does NOT appear on the mobile version of my blog. This means people who use only their smart phones to read LordFlea don’t see the same extras I have put up on my sidebar as people do who use laptops and desk computers. Let me know about you iPad users, I’m not sure about how you see my blog, as I don’t use one.

Keep it Simple Sweetheart is my favorite motto next to … See Consciousness in All.

Here’s some info about my recently published artbook that contains meditative images and spiritual thoughts about … the Oneness that We Are (just another way of saying how We Are One: via Consciousness … Presence … Unseen Energy … Awareness … the Divine … even the many-language version of the “Good-Orderly-Direction” word that means something different for every person who utters it).

We Are ONE is a hard cover, finely bound 83-page exploration of the inter-connectedness of All in existence, through Spirit, or sacred consciousness. It’s reasonably priced for maximum availability at $35USD. Check out the many awe inspiring 5-star reviews on Amazon, they literally blow me away! Such deep insightful comments We Are One‘s fans have put up online, I am humbled. Reading the comments leads me to a deep place of stillness within. How could I make such art, write such words? This blows me away, too.

That’s why my consort Carter and I are offering this book to the world as a gift. In other words, there’s no profit margin, folks. BTW if you’re outside USA and wish to purchase the book please write me —, that’s dearlordflea-at-gmail-dot-com — because Amazon doesn’t ship outside America but I can. You can use the universally-accepted Paypal button for payment (including shipping) on my personal site:

And remember — I love you! May this wondrous year of 2017 be blessed, bringing health and healing, peace and happiness to All in the world. I’m sending out special blessings to our newly elected president Mr. Trump. May he be open-hearted and open-minded in the coming years of his Republican Administration.

Our Big Hearts combined can make all this, and more (add a wish!) entirely so.

Lord Flea aka teZa


Every New Year people tend to start off with good intentions. New health regimen. Vows of improvement. Lists of things to accomplish and goals to achieve.

Goals, Resolutions, are our personal becons of LIGHT

goals, vows, resolutions are our personal beacons of LIGHT

We all do it. My consort Carter and I do our yearly goal-making on the winter solstice each year, when we determine where and how to steer our ship … and usually, year after year, decade after decade, we achieve what we set out to do.

That’s the magic of having an intention. Whether it’s to lose 5 pounds or to spend more time quietly, in peaceful relaxation — things happen when we get clear about what our needs are.

contemplating the never-ending mystery of LIFE

contemplating our personal needs … a MUST for spiritual progress

So it was with great amusement that a lesson-giving incident happened on New Year’s Eve day to us. We were returning from a lovely 5-day stay at friends’ in the Bahamas when we ran into another traveler, a woman I’ll call Faith.

We were in the Fort Lauderdale airport (just days before the shooting of January 6) when we ran into Faith. She was the only other passenger in our minivan taking us to where our car was parked for the duration of our stay. She introduced herself as a yogini. Readers of Lord Flea know I am a lifelong yogini so naturally, her freely-given description of self took my notice.

After a fun first five minutes with lots of laughs, Carter, Faith and I decided to have a lunch together before we went our separate ways. We drooled and oohed and ahhhed over fresh succulent oysters (yes, yogis can be omnivores such as I am). Then our conversation turned to a great project Faith invited us to help her develop. She wanted to make a film about hopefulness for our planet. Spiritual hopefulness, she said. Now she was really talking our lingo. Carter happens to be a seasoned filmmaker (two features under his belt) and both of us love the Mystery of Life. Over lunch we discussed ideas with jubilant enthusiasm, the three of us matching creative delight with the tastes of our exquisite meal that included fresh Bahamian conch and nutritious veggies.

land and sea, air and you and me--we are ONE

a smorgasbord of sensation, body-mind-spirit — we are ONE

Then — Faith slipped and spoke words betraying her true self, shocking Carter and me but politely, we didn’t say anything at the moment..

Faith said nasty things about Republicans in general and specifically the new President-elect, Mr. Trump. As a spiritual warrior I refuse to badmouth anyone, much less an elected leader (see previous two posts about my p.o.v. about shocking election results if you’re interested). After Carter point-blank said, “Let’s be clear, Faith, I am a Republican.” Without losing a beat I then asked her: “This film we’re discussing isn’t going to be political, is it?” Faith assured us “No!” adding, “Both sides of the conversation must be addressed in order to be fair.” Carter and I (an independent) agreed. Our meal proceeded with more exciting details, given this assurance of no-politics involved in what we all agreed would be a film designed to “open people’s hearts and minds” to the endless possibilities of our joined, nonpartisan, non-judgmental human experience on earth.

Well, I’m sure you can tell where this story leads. Faith proved to be a condemning political pundit, hiding behind the skirts of spirituality.

ugliness ... why listen? why look? why watch?

even so-called “spiritual people” can be screwed up, nut cases, and near-sighted

On her twitter feed Faith declared belief in every conspiracy theory from contrails sky-poisoning (by the government) to the imminence of WWIII (started by Trump within days of his inauguration). When I finally had the opportunity to check her social media, after Faith’s endless and increasingly confrontational texts and phonecalls as we drove 5-hours home, Carter and I quickly realized we had been taken in by an unstable person who talked “Spirit” but in actuality was bent on pointing fingers and spewing politics. Unacceptable her talk now became, we quickly dismissed Faith and her project. We sighed, knowing we’d come close to being hoodwinked and …  stuck with a lunch bill to boot (she never offered to even chip in, sign #1 of a loser).

The lesson? Over and done, quickly thanks to googling and internet sleuthing. But lesson well needed and heeded. Yes, I see my encounter with Faith  as a lesson because I stop and study each encounter with every person as an opportunity to know more about this journey we’re all on together. The lesson from meeting Faith on this auspicious day, when many of us are setting New Year’s resolutions … is to  … always listen to “signs” before  …


coming out of my shell and showing who I am, really

I need to remember to recognize each encounter as sincere, without prejudice, without judgment, before jumping in and thinking “Ahhhh, this is for me!” I need to contemplate more, and practice discrimination even more than ever, in these troubled times.

So — the fat and flab I’m referring to in this post — is my own, which isn’t hanging off my skin (although yeah, I could lose a pound or five). The spiritual flab I’m referring to amounts to the loose, not-needed blobs of my own gullibility that in the past has gotten me taken in by carnie-talk, shysters, even “humanitarian” folks who talk authoritatively, promising what at first seems righteousness but in the end, is just more obfuscation of Truth and Love and Harmony.

There’s so many people talking junk these days, I now am vowing to be hyper-cautious, thanks to my brief encounter with Faith. Thank you, each of you, for being another of my teachers along this journey we all share, helping each other leapfrog to the Light of consciousness within us All.

With love and blessings galore, LordFlea, aka teZa Lord

Hello dear Friends,
I’ve been writing my next book, that’s why, no matter how much I want to, I can’t fit in more than a monthly post, here on Lord Flea Sings. I think you’ll agree though, that my current project is pretty relevant to what’s going on all around us, all of us. Read about that at end of this post. By the way, yes, these recent posts have been longer than usual because — the subject matter is way too important to synthesize into a convenient little sound bite. So bear with me, and stick with this lengthy exploration of our current times, if you wish to share what lies ahead for us in these exciting times, as I see things. If you’re looking for a “quickie” little sound bite … visit me on FB, Instagram or Twitter @tezalord. Thanks for your interest in my ongoing spiritual activism.
united in our cause to make a difference--one person at a time

united in our cause to make a difference–one person at a time

Everywhere I turned this past month I heard the malaise of discontents arising from the Dems who lost. Many are scared, we hear in the media and they personally tell me. Some can’t even see any hope at all. “We’re doomed,” they say. Speaking of president-elect Trump as “That bastard!” instead of giving him a chance. They know he’s evil, they’re sure. Seems to me that these kinds of people think of politics as their religion, and I wonder why they give so much power to who wins and who doesn’t, in this power game called governance? It has made me sad, and truthfully, my sadness is what has fueled this post. What I want to share with you today is the endless possibilities that lie ahead. As always, I’m approaching my subject from the spiritual p.o.v. I’m not a teacher, I’m just as spiritual activist, remember please. I have an obligation to my chosen path to share my deepest thoughts. Here and Now.
I’ve spoken to many friends and strangers alike who can barely get out of bed in the morning these days. Even other yoga teachers I know of, couldn’t teach after the spiritual-crushing results (for them) of Nov. 7. Others, like us, my consort Carter and I, look forward to the upcoming changes that we felt were necessary in American society lately. If you’re new to Lord Flea, you might want to read the previous post to see how I interpreted this shocking event, and how upsetting our recent Presidential Election’s results were to … so many folks.
Sure, some areas of society are more tenuous now, especially the environmental progress that’s been fought for and successfully made so far. But, no matter how it looks from the outside, I truly believe that change is good. But change is hard, yes. However, many people, environmentalists and women’s rights activists, think we’re doomed because of who won, I thoroughly disagree. I think we have now, even more than ever, a greater possibility to spiritualize our society, one individual at a time. And that, my friend, is MY politics.
Perhaps what “the losers” (sorry, I hate using this term, but gee, this is the fact) feel is that the world now faces The Unknown. And to many, the unknown equals the increase of dangers. Again, I differ in this respect. As a confirmed “change-junkie” (except Carter, I’m keeping him) I believe that change propels every person, and all of society too, to make assessments and transform old don’t-work-anymore ways into a new and better versions.
This has happened in my life over and over, that’s how I can say this outrageous statement.
Allow me to give you a few examples.
I was abused as a child by an alcoholic family member. Instead of that being the catastrophe that ruined my life (as it does to many other child victims) from an early age “it” compelled me to … look at my unhappiness and make changes, always changes, so that eventually I found the “right answers” and finally — I found true inner peace. If I hadn’t been abused, perhaps I would have never been so propelled or even interested in “self-improvement.” I would have stayed the same miserable, freaked out, mistrusting, badly behaving person, only as a grown up.
I truly believe that having been traumatized at age 10 pushed me into becoming an addict (alcoholic by age 15, druggie by 20) and then, after I’d had my 21 years of self-abuse, I discovered the spiritual recovery of the 12-steps when I was 36. Because I’d done so much self-sabotaging by then, I was ready to surrender to a higher concept of living. But only after having experienced the most degrading, depressing, and dangerous side of life. Since then, I have devoted myself to living sober, and learning how to erase my negative tendencies. My progress on the spiritual path has been (now here’s the catch) equal to the degradation to which I drove myself, intent upon self-destruction that’s also defined as the dark realms of self-abuse.
Guardian of the Sky, mixed media, 27“x60”

the Spirit of Destiny sometimes ties to knock us over!”

So you see? Not every “catastrophe” is really that. Sometimes what we think of as a simply awful and untenable situation (such as some feel T’s ascendancy is), could really be Nature’s way of pushing us toward a higher path. Here’s another personal example:
Followers of my blog know that I’m Angel Mom to my consort Carter’s two children. At the time of deciding to marry Carter (when the kids were very young) all my friends shouted No No No! The situation just “appeared from the outside” to be fraught with negatives and dangers (for my inner peace and life’s success). Even my own mother tried to talk Carter out of marrying me (God rest her soul). But I was already 7 years sober then and I decided on my own, to follow my heart. I chose to not listen to all the naysayers. And … from the outside what appeared to be a disastrous situation (a bio-mom who was a troublemaker, to put it mildly; living in suburbia after decades of travel and adventure) … our household turned out to be the perfect opportunity for me to become who and what I truly am (artist/writer/spiritual seeker) more than any other situation that had ever presented itself before me. BTW, Carter and I just celebrated 25 years of fulfilling-to-both marriage, and believe me, we’ve worked hard to get here. We have moved from suburbia, thank you Goddess!
So, I hope you can see from these two examples, that “Things are not what they appear to be” in both our familial and now, our current political clime.
What the world faces now, with Trump’s radically different, sometimes Twitter-irreverent and oftentimes women-irreverent, environmentally-conscious dubious presidency soon to happen, will lead us — I know, intuitively — to a better, more functioning relationship with every aspect of our complex world. This is not just my hope and prayer– it is my expectation. I feel like I’m watching a long-awaited movie. I’m so excited about this RADICAL change that I’m literally on the edge of my seat, watching, monitoring, seeing the opportunities present themselves left and right. For those scoffing at me, just remember: change is hard, but change is always good.
Carter (a Rep) and I (totally non-political) are certainly not pessimists about the new administration. We personally feel that the Dems have — inadvertantly, in their zeal to “fix society” — caused a lot of stagnation and polarization in our society. Social media has added a discordant sensationalism to the mix, but this also is part of our changing times and we must learn to filter truth from hoaxes, constantly. Many in America are out of work. Many black friends of ours voted for Trump because they are sick of promises not kept, and jobs that kept disappearing. And when people can’t eat, they get scared. When they get scared enough, they change. These were the “silent Trump votes” that were so unexpected.

Instead of seeing possibilities in change, others continue to choose to suffer as malcontents who wail and wag their fingers “I told you so!” spewing hatred more than T ever did (his theatrics got him elected, didn’t it?), even after election shock has worn off for many of us. In our household we remain expectantly hopeful as we hear our disappointed and depressed Dem friends complain, wasting their precious energy.

the sound of Aum: Ohhhhhmmmmmmmm

Instead of negative, send out positive energy! Like … Ommmm

I believe that so-called negative things are really “catalysts” propelling us forward. This is the story of my life’s story, right? In my story I had to suffer and come close to death, in order to find the porthole through which, thanks to great teachers, I have learned to live in the Light. Acceptance is the portal to the Light, for those of you who want a hint how to get started on the spiritual path.

I am a former close associate of the Dark. I know the ways of the Dark intimately. I was never frightened to go right up to the hungry open-toothed maw of evil — until I learned to surrender. Then I learned to kick my way out of the Dark. Until … finally, I succeeded. I’ve never been back. I turn my back on the Dark today. But I am all too familiar with the Dark’s horrors, its crushing lack of trust, its pernicious suspicions — until I found my way out to discover, or remember, rather, who I really am.

We are all children of the Light. But in order to get there, we must not be afraid to confront the Dark that’s naturally found within each human’s heart. It’s simply part of our human nature, that’s all. The Dark is the back side of the Light, nothing more. I believe experiencing this, personally, is the true meaning behind Eve giving the apple of good and evil, of temptation to Adam, back in the Bible’s garden of paradise. Without  challenges, without choosing goodness over evil, what is life but doing what everyone else does, mindlessly? Why look for the Light, when the semi-grey (the in-between stage that hides both Dark and LIght) can be so comfortable, intoxicating … and … unchangeable.
Wake up people! That’s why shocking things like 9/11 and Trump’s winning are so necessary! It’s ALL good, really, truly. Once we accept things as they are.
The world needs all the waking up and shaking up and change that we can get!
Too much really really bad stuff is happening for complacency nowadays. Our environment is melting and souring. Indigenous People are not treated equally as the more politically powerful are (Standing Rock Unite!). Our oceans are sick, our society is sick, and many human individuals, are sick as well. Neurosis and disrespect is rampant. We need the biggest, baddest shake ups we can get. I herald Trump! I don’t like him as a person, but … I love the fact his Republican party has shaken up the status quo in my own country, and the entire world is already feeling the must-change ramifications of his win, big time.
It’s my belief that, in America, if the status quo had continued (with Clinton’s win) that complacency and discontent would have just fomented more, with four more years, at least, of economic woes, the gist of what’s been happening here and much of the world over. To me, a government’s main job is not to be a babysitter, but an economic, human rights’ leader.
In history, a government’s main responsibility has been to watch over its people and protect it from dire circumstances. Like establishing values for staples, and saving grain and other commodities in storerooms for times of drought. The U.S.A.’s democracy governs with laws that are in place (thanks to our forefather’s Constitution). To me, a government’s job is NOT to pay for someone’s ills, lacks, or wages. That’s up to individuals who engage in business, commerce, or philanthropy. And we who are “workers” and not “owners” of businesses, we earn wages. While the heads of businesses’ jobs are to watch over their workers. This is not a government’s job. Sadly, this socially, more than economically, conscious attitude seems to be the basic difference between Dems and Reps, as I understand it. I may be wrong, but from someone who’s not engaged in politics, that’s my take.
I look forward to Donald Trump, a successful businessman, to take the reins of governance with the same savoir faire as he did his controversial stint as an entrepreneur and entertainer. Sure, he doesn’t operate like the “common man.” I know many successful business people. They all operate, like Trump, using the established laws to benefit the growth of their companies. They’re not going to pay the same taxes as a “worker.” They are not workers. They are … leaders. Leaders think, act, and benefit society differently than common workers. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure that out.
With a great bit of over-the-top showmanship and even bits of clownish inappropriateness, Trump reinvented himself, again. From business guy to now President. I for one am happy to see someone in power who’s not a die-in-the-wool politician, such as Hillary Clinton is. Who cares he’s silly sometimes, he’s not PC, he’s never claimed to be. That’s going to be his presidency, too. Get used to it! He’s elected, folks. Just relax, sit back, get yourself involved in some positive efforts that will satisfy your own needs to help others … become a leader yourself! and stop whining. Start a recovery meeting in your town, “12-step Trump-ism meetings” sounds good to me. Make something positive about something you think is negative.
Believe in Miracles

Believe in Miracles

And for those of you who aren’t the whiners (my many ultra-liberal friends really don’t want to hear the other side of Trump’s possibilities) … I look forward to sharing with you at deeper, more insightful levels about other things than the uproar of this year’s political climate in upcoming posts.

As a yogi/meditator, I see many who are suffering disproportionately from the change in our society’s power structure. Anger is everywhere. Blame, more hatred than compassion is more often spoken aloud than wonderment, or common decency. I have some friends who continually curse Trump and spend all their energy hating him, his choices, his affront to decorum (totally modern a la Twitter). Then they wonder why there seems to be more waves of hatred in the world. They don’t see how they themselves are feeding that same negative energy. Okay, they’ve had their time to mourn. Now they simply can’t see they’re part of the problem, and not using their energies to create better solutions to our world’s woes. The best one being, in my opinion — compassion — for all beings, including Mother Earth Gaia.


A good old friend of Carter’s put it straight back in spring of ’16 when Trump first announced his candidacy. This came from our Dem friend who happens to be in charge of the entire USA’s borders:
“When the new guy gets elected it’s time to stop complaining and get on board with the new administration.”

As one of the smartest guys in Carter’s Harvard class, who has worked in Obama’s administration all along, this guy Al, as we do, believes that the beauty of democracy is how the electoral vote chooses our leaders, not the popular vote. Now it’s the Rep’s turn. The pendulum of change has swung. Period. We have to watch and wait, and send positive energy that Trump listens and follows his hand-picked advisors.

We must respect the office of the President of the United States. That office demands our respect. Anyone who doesn’t respect Trump for having won this election … is not a compassionate person. You may disagree with me, and that’s your choice. But … compassion is not about right or wrong, Rep or Dem. It’s about respecting life: as it is. Accepting life, as it is. And changing what we can about what we don’t like. With respect and compassion.
My New Book
I wish I could write posts more than my recent once-a-month output, but … I’m too involved with my next book. Finally I’ve finished the second draft. This complex story is starting to shape up. I’m excited about the story:
Teaching yoga and meditation to teenage girls in high security lockup during a bulls-eye hurricane hit, and how that experience is parallel to staying in our inner core, where our inner calm always resides — if we can just remember.
When I first worked on this idea, a true story of my life, it was a mishmash of notes from those days of a decade ago. Based on written and memory-fueled vignettes, and recent reminders from speaking to the former-director of the facility, who is now a close friend, I started piecing my ideas together. The reason I chose to write this story from scratch, when in my closet I have five already-written books waiting to be published, is … I believe right now the world needs this special story of hope more than my others.

Weaving everything together in a timeline to show the progress of 2004’s hurricane Charley, and how the apprehension awaiting “the shoe to drop” relates to how anxious these at-risk girls were, in general, always acting out instead of knowing how to channel that energy of angst that was their commonality — this has been a challenging book to organize. To make sense out of the chaos within the girls’ psyches, plus the hurricane’s churning immensity. But I think I’ve got the organizational part of the book in a reasonable form. Now … to make it juicy, filled with inspirational stuff, nice word phrasing, and … a page-turning intriguing plot. I’m excited now. The hard work, the bones of the story, is mostly over.


This next book’s subject of “helping stressed out individuals calm down” is more appropriate in today’s clime, than sharing my “blended family” story was. That’s the spiritual memoir currently with an agent. Even though the story of my own uniquely blended family also parallels much of our worldwide blended family’s story of today.


Until we meet again, be well my friends! Stay positive!
With love,
your pal Lord Flea aka teZa Lord



Feeling a little — shook up?

Before I ruminate about what the shocking presidential election means to me, here’s a video of last week’s book signing of my recently published artbook — We Are ONE — (available on Amazon and so you can SEE for yourself how I feel about things in general, even politics in one quick sound bite. If you don’t relate, don’t bother reading further. I’m not here to convince you, folks, of anything. Here, I merely record my take on things, which happens to be in all instances, politics or pokemon, my unique point of view. I’m a spiritual blogger so the views expressed here are mine, period. If you relate, I’m glad.

It’s been five days now since the world woke up to really truly, beyond a doubt, discover the shocking surprise that Donald Trump has been elected President of the USA. Every single person I’ve met, read and seen their mostly dismayed posts on Facebook and all of social media, have been shocked. Even T’s supporters, whom I know intimately, as well as Hillary’s.

I’ve decided to come clean about the way I feel –because I can, here, in this safe arena I’ve created for that purpose. I invite anyone to join me in expressing themselves without fear of judgement or retribution. Right here, in my space, Lord Flea Sings. I created this blog 9 years ago precisely to share who I really am, without any filters (social niceties) or any hold-backs or fears of ostracism. Because name-calling seems to be the new fad, before, and now even more so since the can’t-be-happening! results of this tumultuous election, I’m kindly asking any naysayers to at least be civil if you feel compelled to leave a comment. I welcome all p.o.v’s. Here, like on FB and other public arenas, I have the option to click “delete” for over-the-top nasty comments.

Some people who believe in politics don’t care to know how I feel. If spiritual neophytes happen upon this blog about consciousness-raising, they might feel they’ve boarded an instant transporter and have somehow landed on another planet. Certainly not one called mainstream thinking.

Followers of Lord Flea know that awareness is my bag and they genuinely care about what I have to say. Many readers have told me this. You don’t see too many comments here, however because I think that even leaving a post, to some people, is too daring a plunge into the other side of everyday existence, and it’s hard for a lot of people to be so brave. However, I welcome your comments and questions, just be kind.

Those of you who read my posts know that I live to serve the highest good, with honor, humor, and humility. Spreading the joy and exciting discoveries of an awakened perspective is my life, my work, and the nearest I can describe as my religion. Spreading the word (and images) of our unlimited consciousness and our interconnectedness seems to be the mission of my life.

Scan 29

Being Aware is Each of Our Main Job

For the record, I do NOT go around publicly discoursing, unless invited to, about the views I express here in my safe spot. That’s because I want to save my “creative juices” for current projects I’m working on (the book on my desk is about teaching yoga and meditation to teenage juvies in lockup). Discussing with others, especially those who hold vehemently intractable, opposing views, is not my idea of fun. Believe me, after being a seeker all my life, since I escaped my parents’ middle class, average American household, I’ve come to discover there are more and more of us awakened souls, who hold similar points of view as I.

We are people who seek out, learn to use, and come to trust the innate goodness of our Inner Power, this thing called consciousness. We feel that all of life, not merely here on Earth but existence of any sort, anywhere — is an expression of Oneness. Unity Consciousness is one of its many names. Other ways of expressing this singular expression of presence, the consciousness we ALL have within us, is Chi, Prana, Spirit, even some broader definitions of what the word God means. Those who believe that God is Love, know this for themselves.

People who believe in the highest good, that God is Love, and that Trust in a cosmic order (that often appears chaotic), and the truth of everything in existence being linked, by consciousness, see God in every segment of the Mystery (plant, mineral, animal, etc). Consciousness keeps our Multiverse operating. The stars and the planets maintain their positions, and even far off galaxies behave in certain discernible patterns. This is the order to which I refer when I say cosmic order. Some patterns we know about through scientific discoveries, but others we are not yet privy to because, well, because of the limitations of our abilities. Someday we humans will evolve and be inspired enough to figure out the connection between consciousness and existence, but for now, we’re just beginning. The recent confirmation of the Higgs bosun’s ubiquity, the so-called “God-particle” is the beginning step of our understanding the interconnection of all life.

Recently I was at a conference on consciousness. Eckhart Tolle presented a 3-day event, “Living a Life of Presence” which is another way of saying, “Being Awake” as opposed to walking around half-asleep, thinking we’re all the way awake. Most of us have not yet begun to tune into the remarkably astounding and unlimited capabilities of our minds’ powers. This is what Einstein said, not Lord Flea. “We only use about 10% of our mental faculties,” the great physicist said. Tuning into the stillness within, what today Eckhart Tolle calls Presence, is our main job as conscious humans.


Around our globe, more gatherings are happening everyday, just like the one I attended in California in October. We were over a thousand curious souls who came from all around the States and a good part of the world, Japan, Italy, Turkey and Dubai to name a few places, to hear more about the inspiring speakers’ ideas that help reinforce our belief: that to elevate our consciousness is key to human evolution. All in attendance believed, as I do — and Eckhart Tolle, Kim Eng, Marianne Williamson, Jack Kornfield, Michael Bernard Beckwith, Daniel Siegel, Brother David Steindl-Rast and everyone from famous authors to technical assistants from Sounds True, the host of our gathering — that the consciousness-raising each and every one of us does, for solely ourself, is as essential as, if not more so, than any particular political platform. Consciousness awakening is a world trend. It’s more powerful than any Democratic or Republican agenda, or both combined. In today’s world, the awakening consciousness of humankind is much more wide spread and embraced than any other time in recorded history. Thank God!

With all that, I have to be honest that when I heard, a year or so ago, that Trump was running for President, I thought to myself, “Talk about a shake-up of the world order! BIG time! That seemingly-impossibility, of a clownish, inarticulate man who gleefully displays as many bad qualities as he can, would be an antidote to people who think, actually count on, too, that politics is the answer for world change. I laughed aloud when I heard Trump’s candidacy. And imagined, like a blown up cartoon in the sky, how people would freak. Then, my second thought quickly came:

Being shook up is GREAT, spiritually speaking. Going through a shock forces people to change. Period.


Because shock forces us to examine what went wrong. And if you haven’t figured it out by now, let me plainly remind you: politics is never going to be the answer. Trump, to me, epitomizes the material dead-endness of life. He is the final blow of a society that just doesn’t believe in the advantages of the spiritual approach to life. Trump’s America is going to force people to accept change, because he represents about as opposite as one can go from the previous eight years, of Obama’s socialistic approach to things. Guaranteed, people are going to be forced to change, and become more embracing of the non-materialistic of life. Letting go of control will become the accepted instead of the rarity.

Every individual becoming spiritualized is the only answer for world peace and equality for all. Politics never has been, never will be, the answer. To me the only solution for real change is (as all my teachers say) when one person at a time makes a consciousness-shift, from asleep to awake. This is the only time when real long-lasting change occurs, in a person’s life or in a group of individuals. This consciousness shift has happened in the past many times. Just look how women’s lib started back in the 60s. At first it was radical, it was ugly, it was nasty. But … equality for women is now part of our normal. The same shift happened when the Soviet Bloc was destroyed. How? By individuals, mostly artists and creative sorts, changing the collective-consciousness, by gathering in small groups, having secret conferences, talking, practicing, and eventually — tearing down the wall and destroying the very emblem of Communism itself.

So … bring on this radical change! Goddess Kali, who destroys negatives in order to make room for positive changes, is behind you. Start with yourself. Accept this regime change here in America and start working on your own inner life. Become one with consciousness itself! And then, real change will occur.

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Break the Solid Rock Around Your Heart

Meanwhile, relax. Let the elected officials, the government workers (who don’t regulate consciousness, right?) do their jobs for which they earned the right to be called winners in this hard election. Give the changemakers a chance to do their thing.

Sure, my anti-political, becoming-more-popular spiritual way of thinking has nothing to do with the sad facts of the ugly rhetoric that occurred during this campaign. But, hey! I know and you know that all’s fair in love and war, and that includes politics. Trump did what he had to do. He knew, as only a seasoned showman, a carnie knows, what makes people get roiled up. He counted on exactly that. And he succeeded. And Hillary sat on her haunches a little too much, perhaps, mistakenly believing the false-positive polls that she had a clear lead, and failed to present confused voters, like myself, a clear path that sounded different than any other politicians’ rap.

In the end, Trump won because people are sick of politicians.

Sure, Trump is a shock monger. But hey, so am I! I’ve had my low-level moments in life. But I forgive myself, and so have the people I made sure to apologize to. And Trump apologized for putting down women, live on national TV, and that’s good enough for me. Those who can’t forgive him are just sour grapes and sore losers, in my opinion. And shame on the liberals (mostly women I notice doing this, hmmm) who continue to circulate nude shots of Melania in a preposterous photographic line up with the five previous, well buttoned-up First Ladies that came before her. All I can say to this kind of self-righteous hypocrite is … “You’re the misogynist and bully for continuing to spread ugliness against our now legitimately First-Lady-elect, or however you say the dignified title she’s now got.” Drop your resentment, folks. As one yoga teacher said on FB, “Don’t give away your inner peace to a bunch of politicians.”

Sure, people need time to digest change. Change is tough for anyone. Especially when every Democrat thought “our first woman-Pres” was a sure thing, so sure were they that H was deemed to win. Maybe the Dems got a little complacent, too, thinking this way. Who knows? The political historians will sort it all out and there’ll be books galore written about this upset for all of posterity to examine and debate about. And of course, Hillary blames the FBI director for his last-minute opening of the same old can of worms, the email scandal that again, pointed to H’s goofy choice of public server.

But for now, we in the USA have elected, through our Constitutional method of the Electoral College, DJ Trump. I for one am amused, interested, and closely watching, with heightened sensations of wonder, whether this sudden shift in the game of consciousness will be economically advantageous, as my husband has been telling me it is. And as the captain of our ship, he wants fore-mostly to see that his family has food on the table. The other aspects of society, regulations and restrictions, have tripled under the Dems. My hub tells me the Reps, with their hands-off attitude toward regulatory agencies other than economic, will encourage private business to step forward to lead the way for a better, more fair society. I’m waiting for that. I’m going to give Trump time to prove himself in that regard. Our son is a conservationist for the State. I hope one day he has the chance to create an environmental business to help save the Earth, as many have already. With the Republicans, small businesses can exist again. With the Democrats, that opportunity has become daunting with over-regulations.

I no longer see Trump as a clown or a threat. I think his pre-election verbiage was mostly theatrical talk, designed for the attention-deficit society such as ours is. I wasn’t surprised to hear any of the shocking stuff that came from his side of the court, because anyone who’s a real carnie, which he surely is, knows how to play the crowd. And hey, his shtick got him elected. I think this shock to our complacent American “way of life” was badly needed. The millions of people who voted for him certainly thought so.

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The Currency for Joy is … Acceptance!

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An old friend of ours named Big Black (he IS Big and he is Black), a world famous congo player, was overjoyed at Trump’s shocking upset. So was the black lady whom I’d never met before, who sat next to me at the reception I attended the other night at our local African American Museum, here in St. Augustine, Florida. She had just been told by a white super-left pastor “Oh I’m so sorry we lost, we disenfranchised people.” My seat mate spunkily replied, “I’m not disenfranchised! You might even say I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth. I did my research, and I’m proud to have voted for Trump.” I wanted to ask her about that “silver spoon” but she left early. Next time I see her, I will.

So let’s relax everyone. Let’s just sit back and watch what the collective consciousness has led us into. The unique way the Democratic Process works here in the USA (electoral vs. popular vote), that was purposefully designed by our forefathers’ Constitutionally-fueled system of ensuring fairness-for-ALL,  made it possible for the seemingly impossible to happen here. Our President-elect is a seasoned showman who many despise (I for one, disliked him immensely, but I’m hoping to be amazed, and have cleared away my prejudices). Many others, his supporters, see him as the brazen, balls-on warrior on whose Outsider shoulders carry the burden of their economic concerns, the loudest of the peoples’ voices.

Let’s watch and see, and give the collective consciousness a chance. Relax, and let change happen. Stop trying to control everything.

When we get out of the way of needing to control things, this is when a spiritual life flourishes. Over and over, we have to stop ourselves. We have to watch ourselves and check our wanting to control all sorts of things (Note, if you’re a parent of a youngster, yes, you must control those little minds-in-development in your care). Sure, we all do what we think is right, to the best of our abilities. But if life happens to go in another direction, which it sure did this time for many voters out there — when we let go and start accepting, that’s when joy becomes possible, even in the midst of unpleasantness. If control can’t be let go of, misery and sorrow are the only results.

For the record I did vote. Because of my spiritual marriage with my consort Carter, however, I would never ever vote against his choice, because that would produce a big zero. And that ain’t spiritual, my friend. Our union is dedicated to our highest good, so we back each other up. Carter is the captain of our family’s ship. He understands economics, he understands business. And the President of the USA is the head of an economic system, above all else (example: If a family has nothing to eat, no hope of a future, all is lost for that family). I could not bring myself to vote for T as Carter did, and I did not like H or the Dem’s economics, although certain things of each parties I relate to, while others freak the hell out of me. But, politics is a lot of under-handed shifty stuff, so in this arena I trust my spouse and his decision. So what did I do on election day? I wrote my own name in, as my choice for President of the U.S. Perhaps I’ll officially run next election. What do you think?


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Hello dear Ones,

So much has happened since my last post. A near direct-hit from a catgory-3 hurricane! My art book’s (WE ARE ONE) launch postponed because of it. Travels with Eckhart (attending Tolle’s conference “Living Presence” in California) not to mention surgery for my cataracts, and lastly, the upcoming-surgery for the entire USA with our soon-happening Presidential Election just around the corner.

Where to begin?

I try to always make life simple by keeping things close to my heart, and in alignment with my conscience. So let’s begin with what’s on my mind today that covers all topics: Balance.

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Balancing Life: Being both Spiritual and Socially Conscious in today’s malaise

All around me I hear how horrible people feel, how torn, how angry, how worried, how anxious, etc. even violated about the election happening in our country. I can’t not comment. So here goes. Remember as you read, that to me, and to many, the biggest indicator of how evolved any of us is is … how light-hearted we are, how healthy a sense of humor we have. So … lighten-UP my friends, and keep a smile on your face no matter what.

I will vote. I will let my conscience be my guide. But in all honesty, because I am not a political animal but prefer to call myself a spiritual activist (and do a LOT to honor that role I’ve taken on) … I won’t comment on the positives or negatives of either candidate. They both exhibit plenty of both negatives and positives, c’mon, really! This is a political race! Because I keep my posts aimed at the heart, not the head, I won’t present my preference here. What I will offer, and proudly say is the ONLY truth I know in this campaign is that whomever is declared the winner, I believe will be the BEST choice. Because I believe in the Democratic process, and I believe in the power of the collective unconscious. I have also lived in dictatorships. So I know what kind of government I want and don’t want to live under. I also know what it’s like to not be free to voice my choice.

Hurricane Matthew was a real live physical trauma, not just a threatening political one like the election is interpreted by many as being. Many of you who know me know that I have lived in hurricane territory for many decades. Even the most recent book I’m working on is about that subject: the true story of teaching yoga and meditation to juvenile girls in hardcore lockup, deep in the heart of central Florida, and how these stressed-out, but meditating girls were better equipped because of my yogic sharings, when they had to endure the eye of Hurricane Charley, huddled in their fortress-like facility in the summer of ’04.

When I went to visit an old friend of mine (whose house escaped flooding in the most severely damaged area of historic old Saint Augustine, my home town) she said, “No, I didn’t know you ever went through a hurricane before.” Most of us live our lives close to our homefront. We are concerned with–only what concerns us. So let me state right here for the record: When it comes to surviving life-storms, including Nature’s variety, I am as expert as a survivor of killer hurricanes and himmicanes (David and Frederick of 1979) as a person ever wants to be. Amen and ahhh-women, too!

Here, I’m going to attempt to give my three-step way of keeping balanced, whether facing a blowhard persona (friend or foe) or a dangerous slice of Nature (storm, disease, etc). I’ll use the letters (H) for hurricane-force storm; and (P) for the political storm many Americans feel victim to, these daze leading up to the November8th election.

Just like a hurricane, a storm of nature (H) and a political storm(P) can be dealt with in the same exact 1-2-3 step way.

Awareness — Acceptance — Action

I use this foolproof formula for keeping balanced in all ways of life. So let’s see how it works with the current election debacle we Americans face today, as conscious social beings trying to have a spiritual life as well do the right thing, politically, morally.

Spiritual politics is an oxymoron. Sorry, but it is.

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Spirit and Government counter-balance each other

To not feel like we’re being swept away by any kind of whirling madness, when storms descend upon us we can maintain our inner peace, our balance, by holding these things in our consciousness:


  • yes, accept a storm is coming, or even here (in both H & P cases)
  • the process of changing presidents is always tumultuous (P), whether that involves party-change or not.
  • Change is hard, period: Trees might get blown down, people might suffer (H)

Acceptance: we must prepare by

  • (P) listen to political stance of candidates and keep open minded till very end;
  • (H) watch storm track closely (NOT on the weather channel, which over-dramatizes, but use a track app). (P) Listen to opinions on “other party” media sources to keep truly balanced


  • (H) guard against damage by boarding up home, taping windows, removing fly-ables. evacuate when necessary; pray the eye away (prayer really works!)
  • (P) dig deeply for truth and don’t take media’s word for things
  • most importantly, VOTE, no matter what; VOICE your CHOICE (P)
  • pray for Highest and BEST result to happen: It will! (H P)
  • accept the people’s choice and shut up already, after November 9th
  • accept and dig out of mess the storm created (H P)

I know in my heart, soul, and not-too shabby intellect that the best person for our future (humankind’s, America’s — the entire world’s good I’m talking about here) will win this election! Whoever wins.

A physicist friend, Day Chahroudi, who practically single-handledly started the solar energy department at M.I.T. back in the seventies, wrote me a pretty heady email yesterday. He sent me a drawing of an airplane he’d designed (I liked it immensely!) and the specifics, i.e., technical info (waaaay over my head) of his new invention, a super-drone aircraft. He’s also a glider pilot, and loves to swim in ideas both solar, earthly, and also watery (he designed a sturdy, refugee-friendly sailboat last time) and now–he was tiptoeing into the ether-y realms. At the end of his e, he mentioned the evil that abounds, in government and politicians in specific, but also within the dark heart of humankind.

When I wrote back that I try to do my bit to help (at least I hope) mankind’s persistent fight against what has been called “Evil” … he wrote back some complicated diatribe about despots, Hitler, wars, sociopaths, and governments being the worst evils of all, etc. etc. You get the picture. So because I love this ol’ pal of mine (we did peyote together in the New Mexico desert, long before anyone knew so many of us seekers would find answers via “Plants of the Gods” (a book yours truly has botanical illustrations of coca erythroxylum in), and long before peyote would become scare for the indigenous to use, who worship it, and protect it for ceremony. So please, don’t go out and dig up peyote!

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Coca erythroxylum, the plant reverred by the the ancient InKa, historically, and presently. Drawn by yours truly, Lord Flea: teZa Lord (then named Lynda Bates, what is it about me and names?)

Today, people are using ayahuasca, a tropical vine, in similar fashion as Day as I used peyote (back in the day, ahem) to find some answers for ourselves. Day discovered gems of a physicist’s, and I found direction for my spiritual thirst. Just as we were inspired by our sacred use of peyote, I read an article last week reporting in the New York Times about how popular the use of ayahuasca has become to comtemporary seekers. The report claimed: “Taking an ayahuasca trip results in the same exact brain activity as a person who has meditated for thirty years.” I’ve also read that Brazil is currently using ayahuasca (ceremoniously, of course) to introduce prisoners to a new, more empathizing, compassionate consciousness — with GREAT success.

Today, and for more than three decades, meditation has been the sole inspiration of my connection to Spirit. Today, I use no drugs, no alcohol, nothing but good vibes, good people — good choices. I recommend everyone in the world learns to mediate (see my page here on Lord Flea, giving simple instructions) instead of taking mind-altering drugs. But my advice to those eager to try an outside (something other than their own mind‘s abilities) source as an “artificial” divination stimulant: if you must experiment with mind-changing drugs (such as peyote, ayahuasca, LSD, etc) do it once, and then watch … and wait. Usually once is enough to initiate a major change in your life. I would never condemn anyone for experimenting with a plant-diety — but go slowly. Do it once if you must. Then — wait. Doing it too often has too many dangerous side effects. I’ve seen too many victims of over-use of psychedelics. They end up looney-tunes. Sad. I’ve known people who never come back. I’ve also seen the “miracle” of a plant-deity’s work to release human fears, such as in my case. So go slow if you must venture into using these strong ceremonial plants. And please, don’t do it alone! Research carefully, and … use plant-deities ceremoniously. Never as a “lark” or … casually. Most people fast, do preparation, take themselves to a Safe Environment. Please use a guide, human or otherwise. I used Richard Alpert (now Baba Ram Dass) and Timothy Leary’s manual based on the ego-death documented in Tibetan Book of the Dead.

Back to our discussion of Evil:

When  Day (who’s of Persian descent, hence his different sounding name) wrote that evil was such and such (more a scientific, analytical p.o.v) this is what I wrote my dear ol’ pal back:

Dah Day,
pretty heady stuff, you’re a scientist though. I’m not. I’m just an ordinary person. Evil to me, like a rattler or an alligator, is nature’s way of making life interesting. period.

HERE’S a big hug for you! Hope you’re getting lots of them, today, Day.

and … here’s a visual thought for you to chew on:
Until we get knocked off our orbit (man-caused, or ??) the sun rises and sets each day. Goddess Nut (Egyptian) symbolizes this constancy. Yes, assholes are born each day. Yes, war kills people. Yes, nature kills LOTS with tsunamis and earthquakes, too. But … until that “event” happens, the sun will rise and set each new day. That’s what this painting depicts. I focus on the sun. Not the a-holes. If you know Nut she has tits. usually three or more (like Grecian Artemis). Here, the mountains are “her” tits. Trans-people would love  this!

Ancient Nut, Lord Flea style