Many a moon ago, on this day, Walt Disney World opened up in Orlando. The land of make believe and magic. It must have all seemed like part of a fanciful dream. Nowadays, I don’t imagine being excited about the opening of a magical land. I’m a bit too jaded for all that. Life is a bit hard these days. Maybe even very hard. The housing market is tight and luckily we managed to find a house to our liking. Although, that took over six months and occured after we put in several house offers. At work, there are several generations trying to work productively with one another but at times that becomes near impossible. And this upcoming week alone, I have to fly out to two different cities for work. As such, I will be gone eight days from home. I truly hope that my awesome new doggie remembers me in a week. I wonder how my phone conversation will be like with him. Meanwhile, I’m holding onto hope that Puerto Rico will quickly overcome its horrible situation. There’s a lot going on right now.
A few years back, I used to joke that I needed an easy button. There were so many commercial ads on television for an easy button. Of course, that was just part of a large-scale collective fantasy. I got over over the idea of an easy button. However, lately I have been making jokes about fairies, similar to that of the tooth fairy, helping us out at work. Well, rather, I have been slightly amused by the fact that some staff members appear to think that things will magically happen or that they magically appeared without any work or effort. Its a different concept from an easy button. Such a button is supposed to ease a situation. A fairy makes things happen. They can gift you something. But, as I like to caution people, when I am joking, fairies also want an exchange. There is always a price tag no matter how popular the idea of a fairy may be.
I was once so amused by the fact that my meeting colleagues seemed to think all sorts of fairies would be helping out. I then felt obliged to ask who is in charge of fairyland? Can I make a treaty of sorts? I was intrigued by this proposition and started asking around. Maybe I could be put in touch with the person in charge so that my life can be a lot easier.
As it turns out, figuring out who of many humble folks should be running things is not a modern, or apparently even human problem. You would figure after a few millennia of interaction with Celtic faeries, we might have a good lock on who is in charge over there. You would be incorrect. That there is a Fairie Queen seems to be agreed upon, but who exactly is honored with such an esteemed title is a matter of some debate. I looked in the mirror and wondered if I could be the Fairie Queen. Fairy land and its queen are often portrayed in past ballads and stories, as mystical and benevolent, but also at times as sinister and wicked. Its seems to me that the Fairy Queen can truly go either way on many issues and as such I would love such a role. But throughout much traditional folklore, the fairy queen has no name.
That seems to be a rather lonely existence, if you ask me. It may even be a Game of Thrones situation where you can trust no one and everyone wants to be queen. Do we need such Fairie Queens in the workplace or in our lives? Maybe an easy button would be more palatable. Then again, I’m ok with mystery and intrigue and machinations. Fairie Queen it is!
In 1829, Edgar Allan Poe, wrote a poem about fairyland:
Dim vales — and shadowy floods —
And cloudy-looking woods,
Whose forms we can’t discover
For the tears that drip all over.
Huge moons there wax and wane —
Again — again — again —
Ev’ry moment of the night —
For ever changing places —
And they put out the star-light
With the breath from their pale faces;
About twelve by the moon-dial
One, more filmy than the rest