I tell ya, I am just the best at titling blog posts.
“Urban Witchcraft & Hot Pockets” is the boiled down version of the topics covered here. Because I thought “Human Hubris & Spiritual Diets” sounded too boring.
This is gonna be a short one, so let’s hop right into it:
On Urban Witchcraft
Travel back in time with me for a moment, would you? The year is year is 2004 and I’m a baby pagan/witch living in Eastern Kentucky. My spiritual and craft practices consist of me taking walks through the woods surrounding my house, sometimes up to the very old cemetery on the hill behind my house (seriously, where I lived in high school was prime witching location, in the most stereotypical sense). I would burn cinnamon from the pantry as my only incense (that smell still screams witchcraft to me), and sneak out of my room at night to commune with nature and summon things while surrounded by it.
Add that to the fact that most of the books I was working with where standard issue Llewellyn books, and it’s no surprise that much of what I was exposed to and absorbed in regards to what witchcraft and paganism is and how it’s done was very, very nature based.
So it’s no wonder the concept of urban witchcraft threw me for a loop when I first heard of it. How can you witch without nature?! I didn’t give it much thought because I didn’t live in a big city. Even after my family and I moved back to Florida from Kentucky, I opted not to research it or even really think about it because while we were no longer living in the woods, we weren’t in a big city. So fuck it, right?
Cut to now, when I’ll be moving (at some point) to a city. I’ve had to think about how to pagan and how to witch in the middle of a concrete jungle a lot more lately.
And it’s not that I’m unwilling to do the whole pagan-witch thing sans nature. It’s just that it can be really hard to reframe something when you’ve always viewed it (for whatever reason) in a certain way.
But then I figured it out.