I feel like a lunatic, but I also feel I'm right.

Years back I developed a temporary fascination for prepping. I wanted to know who they were, what they feared, etc. In my travels I even learned that there were liberal preppers. This blew my mind since was fairly certain figured out the profile of the average prepper.

As time went by, as we moved on from the Obama administration, as we had a fucking global pandemic, I started thinking more and more about this. I made jokes about a cabin in the woods. I ended up buying a house in a rural-enough area. I thought I should be ashamed to talk about this. I should be ashamed to even think of it. I'm not the traditional audience for this kind of stuff. I'm not the usual customer for the products and gadgets. I'm not a conspiracist, I'm not a passive consumer of internet slop. I'm level headed, right?

I hold that I'm still pretty level-headed, but I'm in the US and it's 2025, so....! Now I'm ready to stop pinteresting guides about canning and surreptitiously saving articles about DIY laundry soap or googling victory gardens. With things being the way they are in The Land Of Ineffable Freedom, this is literally a prudent response.

As you may gather from reading this, why yes, I am a hippy-dippy liberal. So you're not going to find patriot discourse here. I'm not prepping for an apocalypse, I'm more interested in being as conscious with use of resources as possible and making lasting lifestyle changes. Even if somehow everything is magicked back to functioning, making some changes in how I live, shop, cook, etc. seems wise.

As you also may have gathered from reading literally any other page on this site, I'm a witch and a pagan. I'm sure we're represented in the prepping world. I'm naming this page "Bog Witch Prepping" because for years I've been joking about giving up on society and becoming a bog witch, living in my little hovel and communing with nature. I'm still doing that, but without the giving up on society part.

I do not want to see a apocalypse, I don't want "shit to hit the fan" (prepper speak, google it). This scares me. A breakdown of social order is not something that turns me on the way it does so many others. But I also don't want myself and my family to be caught flat footed because, well, shit is literally hitting the fan. So in a long tradition of wise women, here we go! It's home ec on steroids! Embrace it! We're going to do this witchin' and bitchin' the whole time!