A Tingle in my Soul

I don't really have anything much to say. I am bored. The problem with being ill is you just don't feel like doing stuff.

The antihistamines have been doing there thing well and my rash has few raised bumps now and is a lot less angry looking. It is a little tingly is all. I just feel very, very tired. I have already slept most of today...

I made my first magic fairy wool creature earlier on. An orange rabbit. It all looks so simple when she does it but twisting and knotting the wool requires some finesse. Maybe today is not the day....

So what do i do? Not sure today is the day for reading the non-fiction I am currently finding enthralling.... The rich vein I am following right now seems to be all to do with the 'reality' of the world around us and the power of the mind. Two things that go very much together it seems. From Supernatural to Incognito and then I have the Occult and the Field waiting, and just from flicking through them I can see the continuation of this train of thought.

Supernatural took archaeology and drugs and folklore and showed evidence that the world we live in has others right nect to it and that some people are very adept at seeing into it, and others need drugs to help them. This world is a strange one... Incognito is looking at the mind and the strangeness of how it works. How we dream our way through life with our dreams anchored by our senses. Our brain uses limited information and makes up the rest. We really do not all see the same world. Some see more colours (some women see more than others with up to ten colours in the rainbow), some people see with their tongues (the brain can learn to convert any information feed in to 'sight' and a device on the tongue has helped a blind climber to climb) and many more strangenesses. I have much more to read.

I am very much believing in serendipity at the mo. Everything was going great. So I have to believe that there is a reason for my current illness, even if I do not know what. This herpes virus has been living in my body ever since I had chickenpox as a kid, waiting for it's moment. Maybe this is my body kicking it out for good? Maybe it isn't about my immune system being weak, because I don't feel weak right now in general... Who knows.

But things are on the move in my life and I have trust. even in the bad stuff.