As a continuation from my rant from yesterday, I had a eureka moment this week. For decades, I have been trying to study witchcraft with fluctuations of high and low success. I would feel myself becoming resentful and jealous at wilderness retreats where my fellow witches would get a surge of energy. I felt that the outdoors felt like a hospital, it was a great place to heal but a depressing place to be. I would leave these retreats the opposite of everyone else, the best way to describe it was soul sucked. I felt depressed, anxious, and drained the longer I spent in the mountains of Colorado. This was a bizarre reaction considering I wanted to be witch. When I would try and go back to the city to get recharged, people looked at me like I was crazy. I have always lived by the motto, “Look where everyone is going and run the other direction.” If you read my earlier posts, I attempted this. I tried Black Magic, Satanism, anything that would explain why I just couldn’t get my path going. This was a struggle until I went to New York city. As I was walking in Mahaaattan, I felt alive for the first time in decades! At first I thought it was because I learned how to tap into smaller amounts of energy from nature in the city, like Central Park. This wasn’t the case, I was getting my energy from the streets, buildings, people, sirens, you name it. Then it hit me, I was a city witch! The dots finally connected! My most depressing times were when I lived in the mountains and country. My greatest happiness was when I was living in Denver and worked in the heart of it. This started a chain reaction, I get my energy from city life, my mythology is rock stars and movies, my modern muses and goddesses were suicide girls and the gothic culture. It was time for a change, out with the old and in with the new. Traditional witchcraft with entries old mythology felt sterile and dead, the opposite of what I wanted form witchcraft. I needed to start a new path! I finally found the missing link in my Book Of Shadows: To replace nature with urban. Now it’s time to rewrite my Book of Shadows with this new insight. I want to blog and posts this journey now that I have the final piece in place. It’s time to publish my Book Of Shadows, complete with DJ mixes and poetry. The skyscrapers are my temples, nightclubs are my covens and the subways my underworld, it’s time for a new path.