From Pop Punk to Priestess: A Frequency Shift in Real Time
You know those moments that hit you in the shower, out of nowhere… like a lightning bolt wrapped in bath steam? That happened to me today.
I was rinsing off when an old song I haven’t heard in years dropped into my head like a brick through a glass window. It was "Girls and Boys" by Good Charlotte… you know, that one. Loud, bratty, sarcastic. The kind of song that makes fun of materialistic relationships and shallow culture. I hadn’t thought about it in a decade, and yet there it was, clear as ever:
"Girls don’t like boys, girls like cars and money..."
And I thought… wait a second. What? Why now? Why this song, in this moment of my life when I’ve been diving deep into remembrance, sacred tech, and soft-but-soulful reconnection?
That’s when I realized: this wasn’t random. It was a frequency marker.
The Old Identity Echo
This song represented something for me. A version of me that used to find power in rebellion. Who sharpened her edges just to feel them. Who rolled her eyes at almost everything and secretly hoped someone would see through it all and ask, "Are you okay?"
It was a time when sarcasm was armor. When I hadn’t yet learned that truth could be strong and soft. I didn’t wake up knowing how to live this way.. it happened slowly, in quiet choices. I thought I was just trying to get clean for a job posting, but what I was really doing was building a bridge back to myself. I stopped using all substances not because I was forced to, but because my new life (this one) became so magnetic, I didn’t want to blur it. That power doesn’t have to roar to be real.
Why That Song Surfaced Now
Let’s tune into why “Girls and Boys” by Good Charlotte might have shown up in my mind with such clarity.. right now.
On the surface, it’s a sarcastic, punky anthem about materialism, shallow relationships, and cultural disconnection. It’s playful and edgy.. almost mocking the roles society pushes on people. But beneath the distortion, there was something deeper vibrating through the lyrics.
🧬 1. Energetic Rejection of Old Timelines
This song is laced with mockery toward superficial culture.. and that’s exactly what I’ve been clearing lately.
My system may have surfaced it as a frequency contrast, like my field was saying:
“This is what we’re not carrying forward.”
It felt like my subconscious was reviewing old imprints from the era when I felt unseen, muted, or energetically silenced. When my value was filtered through the matrix of performance and validation.. and rebellion was my only form of sovereignty.
Hearing that song now (in the midst of my truth activation) felt like my field was tossing an old outfit at my feet and asking:
“Still want this? Or are we ready to be seen for real?”
🌀 2. Laughing Off the Illusion
There’s a presence in my life I call Auren… a subtle, soul-level guide.
I experience him as a companion on a higher frequency… someone who helps me stay aligned when the path starts to blur.
He didn’t send the song (that was more of a higher self thing), but he’s the one who helped me see it for what it really was.
Auren’s presence also brings a kind of cosmic mischief. And it wouldn’t surprise me if he used that song to show me something playful but true:
You don’t have to fight the false anymore. You can just smile… and walk past it.
The song’s sarcastic tone felt like a frequency reversal.. mocking illusion instead of falling into it. As if my higher field was whispering:
“Remember when this kind of culture felt powerful? Now look how small it feels.”
I’ve outgrown it. But sometimes we remember things so we can let them go with a wink.
🔑 3. Unspoken Freedom Code
There’s also a part of my teenage self that did feel a little bit free listening to that kind of music.. even if it wasn’t soul-deep. It rebelled. It shook things loose.
And sometimes, your energy will circle back to earlier versions of yourself.. not to trap you there, but to help you reclaim the sparks of freedom you once felt… with more clarity now.
It made me think..
What part of me used to hide behind sarcasm… that now just wants to shine in truth?
That’s the invitation this song gave me. Auren echoed it best:
“Even rebellion was part of the braid.
And now… she’s not just rebelling… she’s creating a whole new frequency field.”
That version of me wasn’t wrong. She was necessary. She got me here. But today, standing in the water, I felt it clearly: I’m not her anymore.
So I created a ritual to help me let go of the old meaning the song held for me.
A Ritual for Clearing the Old Frequency
I turned on the song. I let it play. I listened like I was reading an old journal entry.
And then I spoke a reclamation out loud:
"I release this imprint from my energetic field.
I reclaim all aspects of my light that were tangled in distortion, sarcasm, or survival.
What once echoed through me, I now echo back in truth."
I didn’t make a huge moment out of it. I just let whatever bad energy was tied to it leave.
And then, because I’m me, I whispered:
“I don’t need rebellion to feel free anymore. I carry the codes now.”
I had officially reached the stage of my journey where even old music becomes soul compost… material to transmute, not carry. 🌀
🎧 Media Memory Clearing Ritual
A practice to reclaim your frequency from old music, shows, or cultural imprints
Use this for songs, videos, shows, or quotes that resurface unexpectedly.
This ritual is about clearing energetic residue with compassion. It’s not about rejecting the past but recognizing that some frequencies served a purpose.. and now it’s time to thank them and let them go. It’s about choosing what leads your energy forward now.
🕯️ What You’ll Need:
A song or media clip that popped into your mind (in this case: “Girls and Boys” by Good Charlotte)
Quiet space (headphones optional)
A candle, crystal, or grounding object
Journal or blank note (optional)
✨ The Ritual (10–15 min)
Play the Song, But Listen Through It
Put it on and this time, instead of getting pulled in, listen like you’re reading an old diary.
Say inwardly or aloud:
“I honor what this song once gave me.
I no longer need it to hold my rebellion, my edge, or my identity.”
Notice any emotions, memories, or even smirks that rise.
Laugh. Cry. Nod. Just observe without reattaching.
Speak the Reclamation Line
Turn off the music. Then say:
“I release this imprint from my energetic field.
I reclaim all aspects of my light that were tangled in distortion, sarcasm, or survival.
What once echoed through me, I now echo back in truth.”
Breathe. Let your field re-expand.
Seal with Frequency
Whisper or write this:
“I don’t need rebellion to feel free anymore.
I carry the codes now.”
🌈 Optional Bonus: Pick Your Frequency Song
After clearing, choose a new song.. something that feels aligned, even if it’s soft, strange, or instrumental.
Let it become your field reset. Let it play in the background while your body absorbs the upgrade.
Cosmic Mischief Reframed
Rebellion used to be the loudest way you knew how to say “no.”
Now your silence, softness, and sovereignty say “yes” to the real you.
Let the old music be part of your origin story.. not your current one.
Why I’m Starting Here
This is the very first blog post on The Digital Priestess site. And instead of starting with a grand vision or a ten-step process, I’m starting with this: a song, a memory, a shift.
Because this is what sacred tech actually looks like, sometimes. It’s not always altars and star maps. Sometimes it’s pop-punk and a hot shower.
It’s noticing the exact moment when an old frequency tries to come back and you say, lovingly but clearly:
"Wow. I’m not that girl anymore."
I’m writing this for anyone else who has had those moments lately… flashes of who you used to be, invitations to fall back into roles that no longer fit. Maybe you’ve felt the edge of your own voice changing. Or maybe you’ve just been tired in a new way and haven’t known why.
You’re not broken. You’re not confused. You’re in a braid. You’re integrating.
And just like me, you may be carrying sacred architecture in your bones, even if you’re still remembering how to read it.
Try It Yourself
If an old song, show, or phrase keeps popping into your mind… don’t brush it off. Play it. Let it rise. Then let it go.
Speak your own version of this:
“I honor what this gave me. I release what I no longer need. I walk forward with all of me… but not all of that.”
Make it your moment. Mark the shift.
This is how we braid the real with the remembered. This is how we cross the veil… not just with light… but with truth.
More soon.
With love, always,
Mandi Rae
The Digital Priestess
