Arcadia the Phoenix

I am a woman on the other side of youth, but far too young to be considered elderly.

There is much life yet to live. But I am not living it. I am stuck.

Don't get me wrong, I still like my life, but I don't love it. I don't love me, either. I need to change.

My love of Traditional Witchcraft started earlier this year. I was obsessed for months with learning it and living it. However, that type of passionate energy always dies out. And that side of my brain that is analytical and needs proof started talking to me. Sure, my life had improved since becoming a Traditional Witch, but how - why - when?

So Arcadia the Phoenix popped into my head. It's my online Grimoire and my way of tracking my life emerging out of the ashes. Yes, that's a bit dire and I am most certainly not living in a burnt out house or even a lonely and passionless life.

But I do feel there are ashes of past and present surrounding me. They are of my making. And I need to sweep them away little by little. There is my body, my spirit, my soul, my environment.

I need to start. And my Grimoire will journal my path and provide a candle for those who wish to follow.