Scrambled Sunday x10


Muddled would be a good word for the day. Or the week. My eyes/vision has been a little more wonky this past week.

But, then, everything is (still) going wonky. I’ve been trying to meditate and focus on healing and chakras and mindfulness and all that kind of crap, but it’s a frustrating process sometimes, for someone who’s more action- and results-orientated. I wish I had the magic to heal my eyes myself. Or to fix things this 437th (transition) time around. Let’s just say I’m not very good at the whole passive acceptance thing. ROFL.

Been trying to look at blogs but I’m afraid my very old computer (by modern-day standards) might be dying. Or it’s my internet. It feels like the old days of dial-up when you were just staring at that little hourglass going around and around, only now it’s a circle. Still annoying though. A lot of the blogs I subscribe to never even loaded and eventually I had to shut them down. It’s been like that all week. So, sorry if I failed to stop by your blog! 🙂

Then I went somewhere for someone else’s celebration and was staring at what I think is a new food trend–deconstruction/deconstructed. The lemon tart I ordered looked very pretty and artistic but I just couldn’t understand why it was in pieces. Perfect blobs of meringue on one side, dots of some dark red jelly, a rectangle of jiggly lemon filling standing in the middle, and a bunch of crumbles to its left. I was perplexed by the dish. I guess the concept of fancy food is lost on me. *laugh*

But a lot is perplexing me these days. Kinda stuck in a morass of confusion right now while I try to figure things out. Or not. Just sit here and wait for things to come, because endless striving doesn’t seem to bring anything closer?

But, I am having really amazing dreams, for the most part. When they’re not about people I used to know have died without me knowing about it and are now ghosts and watching me as I go through my sad little life routines. 🙂 In real ghost life, they probably have much better things to be doing. A lot of the dreams I’ve been having, I’ve been channelling into poems. The dreams I’ve been having are about the only thing that makes sense right now, which is even more confusing because they aren’t real. As far as I know, anyway. Except for maybe a couple about…well, I’ll keep that a mystery to the general public. My dreams have got me thinking a lot about reincarnation, though I’m still the skeptical science type in some ways.

But, on the real life side, I got my manuscript back from the individual who was editing it (brave soul!). So, I have to get on rewrites. Which I’m excited about, yet also dreading. It’s a mystery/suspense revolving around the issue of human trafficking.


So that’s it in my chaotic world. Hope your Sunday is a lot less scrambled!

Anybody else feeling the lure of the fae this week?



The Chaos Fairy is Fizzling!

Donna: What am I supposed to do? I’m nothing special. I mean, I— I’m not… I’m nothing special. I’m a temp! I’m not even that. I’m nothing.
Rose: Donna Noble, you’re the most important woman in the whole of creation.
Donna: Oh, don’t. Just… don’t. I’m tired. I’m so tired.


Every few years or so, the Chaos Fairy goes through yet another catalyst situation, where everything gets decimated and the Chaos Fairy has to rebuild on the rubble of past lives.

I think the past four or five years are falling prey to that process, and it’s time for me to move on from spending X hours a day on the computer blogging, writing, and social media.

Like the Doctor from Doctor Who, I don’t really know what each new incarnation will bring…some old (like continuing to write?) and some new (being an artist/traveller/rabblerouser?).

All I know by now is how to recognize the symptoms of the chaotic transition process (a good visual is the Tower card in tarot cards–a card that I have never failed to receive in all the readings I’ve done for myself and by others) and then I go through denial because I want just a teeny tiny little slice of stability before I accept it and let everything go.

I know that I’ve spent the last four to five years trying to find work, any work, especially in locales I’ve longed to live in, and in my field(s): history, museums, non-profits, teaching, literature–to no avail.

So, coupled with my vision problems that I’m worried about re: computer usage, it’s time for the Chaos Fairy to once again take stock, rebuild, and try to come up with a plan for my yet-to-be-actualized future. I’m gettin’ tired and running out of ideas, but, of course, we “Goonies never say die!”

I’ve loved all the support, laughs, tears, lovely melancholy, beauty, coping tips, touchstones, grounding, clarity, writing advice, inspiration, great stories, travel adventures, art, poems, and yummy recipes I’ve found in the blogging community, but now I have to exit stage right.

I have a new Chaos Realm to navigate and explore! On to the next new adventure. Decided to just leave the blog up for now…didn’t have the heart to take it down completely…

Anyhoo, I hate goodbyes, so….here’s to all the bloggers & readers out there! Break a leg, everyone!

The Chaos Fairy’s Guide to WordPress…

I give into the chaos!

I have no frickin’ idea how to fix my blog so that it routes here from my profile name, so I’m calling it quits and moving on to other chaotic ventures! *laugh*

I am not sure if deleting the old one would work, because then there would be nothing there when people click on “The Chaos Realm” link in the comments I make. Making the page private didn’t work, changing the website email in my profile didn’t work, so I just posted a link to my current blog and hopefully people will click on through to this site. 🙂

Thanks to the blogger who offered assistance!–you know who you are!

Hopefully, you’ve managed to navigate the Chaos Realm and successfully ended up here, new (and old) blog readers!