Whoa buddy! What a week, am I rite!? Between full moon shenanigans, downloads from the astral plain and some wisdom smacking me square in the face like the cold outside (it’s 1 degree), I am both exhausted and exhilarated. Restless and relentless as the song goes. So, here we are at another Friday, so let’s dive in to what rocked my face off this week. Welcome to Faceless Friday (said with Jackass theme song playing).

Seeing things Clearly. So, in the spiritual realm (as here in the physical) there are siphons. We tend to call them energy vampires or something like that. The problem is sometimes we don’t realize these people are taking our energy, and keeping us confused, compressed feeling (for lack of better terminology this morning) and basically using us for their own benefit and not actually caring about our own needs. We think “oh they know this, or do this” so they must care or have more insight than we do. Well my friend, YOU actually have the answers you need (and always have) it’s always just a matter of getting quiet enough to listen and then following through with what YOUR spirit tells you. Be careful to not be living a life that other’s are determining for you because they are using you. You have already done the work. You got you this far, that was all YOU. You don’t need all the noise, your soul already knows what’s going on. Knowing this message will land where it is meant to and protections are in place rocks my face off. You’ve got this!

Music. What’s a Faceless Friday without music? Everyone is posting their Spotify wrapped and I’m over here like, yeah I don’t support fascists but if I did I would blow you all away with how cool I am. LMAO Also, my kid knowing titles of Sleep Token songs when I don’t cracks me up. Like I know words to songs, hell I even know how many tom hits there are on almost every song I listen to, but ask me to name a song… fuck that. My brain is a mystery. Anyway, MGK’s album “lost americana” is really fucking good and I’m not even embarrassed to say that, that’s how good it is. Also, I am convinced that YouTube is directely wired into my brain because how are we going from Fugazi to Caamp and then to Descendants then to Manchester Orchestra like it’s fine? My brain approves. So, music rocks my brain and face, communication through music rocks even more.

Heat. Did I mention it’s ONE fucking degree? The metal in my back is SCREAMING and I am so fucking grateful for layers, heated blankets, heating pads, and Carhart’s. Did I attempt to shovel the drive before it got this cold? No. Cause I am a fucking idiot… and my forms of self harm are endless. So, I’m not even sure what part of that rocks my face off at this point… oh! warmth. Yes. Warmth rocks my face off.

Alright I have shit I need to do, like figure out layer to degree ratio for shoveling said driveway. Let’s do our roundup list. In no particular order, here is what else rocked my face of this week:

Coffe (always, my friends!!, my kiddo making us go to his music program even though I’m sick as fuck (he did awesome), running water, sunshine, moon shine, soul shine, being divinely and historically protected, being able to offer forgiveness when I can see the bigger picture, and YOU dear reader, thank you for being here. YOU ROCK

All love. All ways. Always.

Craughing Girl.