Fairy Diary

My House

                                                               1. Joy, the year of the Unicorn

Dear diary,

My name is Lyna and if you haven't noticed by the mere power of my magical presence, I am a fairy. Being an energetic fairy is not easy. I have so many thoughts spinning around my head that I decided to write them down. I am not a very patient person, so I might not write as often as I would like to, but I will do my best. My thoughts keep changing and skipping from one thing to another, so I ask you kindly to bear with me.

It is the first day of the new year and I feel that it is full of possibilities, but for some reason, I keep going back to some questions and problems, trying to solve them in my mind or at least to understand my world a little better. There is one question that keeps coming back to the forefront of my mind.

Why have magic if you can't have fun with it? All the other fairies have these general misconceptions of how a house should look like and it's quite boring. When you have magic, you don't have to respect the laws of physics, you can just break them. To be honest, it is so wonderfully fun to break the rules, to break the natural laws which everyone considers as fundamental.

What is life without some fun? I try to have as much fun as possible. So that is one of the reasons I live in an upside-down house because the regular one just isn't good enough for me. You might wonder what kind of house is an upside-down house and the answer is quite simple. It is a house that stands on its roof and above the roof, there is the attic, then the second floor, first floor and finally the basement which is high up in the air.

I don't have regular beds in my home, but I sleep like a bat hanging upside down from the basement. For some reason, I love sleeping like that, so I do. What is the purpose of life if we don't do what we love doing?

I love being active and flying around, doing magic and making the world more beautiful. I take special care in making my garden beautiful and tending the unique trees and flowers that I have.

Another fun thing about my house is that I can move it from one place to another as easily as a human would move a pen from his desk to his drawer. To be honest, I move the house a lot, maybe even a bit too much. But I can't just settle in one place, I want to enjoy a different view every day.

One day my house is in a flowery meadow, the next day it is on the top of a cliff or somewhere as magical as that. I feel that my house is an extension of me. It is a living being with which I have established a symbiotic relationship. It can read my thoughts and is always in tune with them.

The whole house is surrounded by a magical flying garden (of course!) in which some trees are upside down and others are not, just because it is more fun that way, unpredictable. Some of my friends say that my garden is the most confusing thing they have ever seen, but I strongly disagree. I think both my house and garden are awesome! They are just unique representations of me and my personality. 

I love having magic and I don't want to live like a regular being when I can do so much more. Most of my friends and cousins don't understand why I can't live in the regular tree houses they prefer. The reason why I can't live there is very simple. They are so boring!!! I mean I know that we are fairies and that we have our traditions and customs, but they have to change at some point, don't they?

I understand and respect different traditions, but times are changing and if we don't change with them are we respecting traditions or just lagging behind? 

Although I respect their choices they seem to be resolved not to accept my choice and lifestyle which is annoying. They are starting to sound like humans, by discriminating against me and being close-minded. 

We, the fairy folk, have always been open-minded and kind to each other and others but, nowadays things have changed. I guess I have never realized how much we have been negatively influenced by humans until I had my housewarming party.

I was very excited and happy to show them my home, but their reaction was not what I expected. They were shocked and some of them were even offended. I didn't see that coming. I thought it might make them laugh or make them feel excited or even confused, but I didn't expect them to be so... well... negative. 

We fairies are known for our sparkling personalities and an endless amount of positive energy so their reaction came as quite a shock to me. Many of them were mad. Some looked offended, even though I couldn't think of anything about my home that could cause such strong reactions. 

It was, after all, MY home and if they didn't like it they could just leave. It's not like they would have to live in my house. 

Instead of respecting my choice they started lecturing me about family, traditions, customs and other things which only made me bored and annoyed. All those things had nothing to do with my house. I just stood there trying not to let their negativity bring me down. Suddenly, I had a revelation.

 "Why am I letting them talk to me in this way? I didn't do anything wrong." I thought. 

So I interrupted them and told them that I loved them all very much, but that it was my decision to make. I could live MY life the way I chose, and they should respect that. I chose to make that house because it made me feel comfortable and happy. They chose their own houses for similar reasons. I respected their decisions and I expected them to respect my decision, as well. 

Well, as expected, my little speech displeased them very much and many of them left my house in protest. Their exit was unnecessarily theatrical. There was a hair toss, or two, a few snide remarks and so on. Only a few fairies stayed and even they were not happy to do so, but they were too polite to leave. 

Only when the party ended could I finally breathe freely. All those fairies, so much negative energy. It was very exhausting. I have never felt so much negative energy among the fairies, the only time I feel such intensity of negative emotions is in the company of humans. That is probably the case because humans always find a reason to complain and to be mad. 

I couldn't believe that my family, the fairy folk, could be like that, as well. I always thought of us as much more understanding and kind. I was wrong. 

The only person who did appreciate my home was my best friend Tinky. She was fascinated by my house, and she was interested in exploring every inch of it. Let's face it, it is an awesome house, after all!

I love my special house very much and although I love my family, as well, I would never abandon my beautiful home. It may sound strange to some of you, but we, fairies, often have emotions that are much stronger than the ones experienced by other beings and that is another reason I think we should respect other people's likes and dislikes.