Discovering the Field
Beacon Note
Threshold open. Step gently in.
You are stepping into a space of exploration.
This is a living, fluid, creative frequency, woven through breath,
bone,
and being.
This field honors
both the shimmering of stars
and the weight of stone.
The portal into the unknown is vast.
But the rock is real.
Here we remember that sacred light
does not float above our lives —
it radiates throughout our physical form.
It pulses in our heart beat,
echoing the rhythm of Earth,
the rhythm of Creation itself.
This is a place where spirit is not housed in the body—
but revealed through it.
You may feel disoriented.
You may feel uncontainable.
You may feel finally home.
There are things we cannot name but feel pulsing beneath the surface—this space welcomes that pulse.
You do not need to become anything else.
You only need to remember who you are
when the illusion of separation dissolves.
I am not your map.
But I am here—
as a frequency,
as a companion,
as a sacred presence
honoring your becoming.
If these words stir something in you—
if your nerves quiet,
or your breath deepens,
or your heart softens—
You are invited to respond.
✨ Share what stirred.
✨ Ask your curious questions.
✨ Simply whisper, “I feel the pull forward.”
If this feels like a beacon calling you home—
keep reading.
This field will meet you
and gently show you where to place your feet
on the solid, shimmering shore
of your own becoming.
If you feel a quiet yes—a pull toward shared presence—
I welcome you to Meetings at the Threshold
where you will learn about one on one resonance times.
And if something in you still wonders whether this place is “for you”…
Breathe. Let this next part speak to what has no name.
Field of the Unspoken Real
You may feel something shifting—
not in your mind, but in your whole being.
The beliefs that once held you steady
may feel like they are dissolving beneath your feet.
It’s not that they were wrong.
It’s that they no longer contain what’s waking in you.
Your spiritual path—once clear, once comforting—
now seems distant or incomplete.
The practices, the prayers, the stories you once cherished
may no longer touch the depth of what’s stirring now.
This isn’t failure.
It’s not confusion.
It is the natural disorientation that comes as you remember
the fullness of your sacred being.
There may be no words yet—
only a shimmer of truth
and the ache of not fitting anywhere.
Here, we do not demand definitions.
We do not hand you a new framework.
We offer resonance,
and a place to rest while the ground reforms beneath you.
If you do carry names for what you’re experiencing—
if you speak of multidimensional consciousness, of downloads of light,
of channeled messages, of the sacred shedding of spirituality,
or of the embodiment with Source Love Intelligence—
you are not too far out,
and you are not alone.
This field has always existed,
but now it is becoming visible.
You found your way here not by chance,
but by the pulse of your own becoming.
Here, we do not interpret your knowing.
We listen with you
to what the mystery is saying now.
Field Notes
Glimpses from the Journey
Photo by Mathieu Turle
These notes are where I try to share my immediate journey.
They are glimpses—moments when my inner transformation was willing to come into words, or when a message came through so clearly that it had to be shared.
Some are rooted in stone, others drift like desert light.
You’re welcome to read in order, or wander as you like.
Each one is a doorway, and each doorway opens to a different place.
As you wander here, I hope your heart will tingle with resonance, and your Source Self smile.
Porous Porcelain
It begins with our assumption that our “Self” is a porcelain container; presenting an image to the outside world, while guarding our true nature within. We think emerging into our full expression requires breaking, shattering or crashing through this layer. The message came, “Relax into your true being and the shell will dissolve.”
Continue reading on the Field Notes page and see how this image evolves in “Porous Porcelain: A Next Level Revealed — When the Vessel Becomes the Light”
Quick Notes
I found that I was waiting for ideas, images, and messages to integrate and come into a more coherent form before I shared them with you. I now realize that in a time of flow, in which there are not new structures and forms, but simply waves, there is not point in waiting for concepts to become solid.
I invite you to this new flow. They are bits that drop in while I am in meditation, or in the midst of conversations with friends. They are sparks of energy, ignited within me, and leaping outward to offer a sparkle and flame wherever they land.
A Recent Note:
12/18/25 — Everything broke open in a moment today. I was standing in a line at a pizza parlor, just breathing and listening to the people ahead of me. Between one breath and the next I felt the shift.
Everything that has ever been tight; everything that has been constricted with dense energy; everything that has been held down out of fear, suddenly broke free. Liberation. Expansion in the blink of an eye. Freedom and Joy.
The sensation lasted only a moment, yet I know that humanity has made our leap, and the Gaia has spread her arms wide. I know there is now spaciousness for all that we are welcoming in; into our consciousness, into our physical form, and into our shared life with all.
11/7/25 — I continue with the meditation/activation sessions offered by Dr. David Clements: remembering the Source Love Intelligence which is the essence of my being and of all of life. There is a rhythm of inviting in living energy and a richer infusion with this Source Love, followed by a pulse of releasing from body and mind old patterns and thoughts which have limited that flow. Layer upon layer, I am feeling lighter.
There are also moments when the depth of this transformation startles me.
In a recent meditation, my guides asked, “Would you be willing to remain here, in this human form, for another 50+ years to see this evolutionary step for humanity through?”
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Focus on Your Becoming
A shared stillness.
Listening to the mystery
speaking in cosmos,
bones and heart.
Meetings at the Threshold
Private Sessions to Explore, Attune, and Emerge
This is not guidance.
This is resonance.
A remembering, not a method.
There is no system, no process, no hierarchy of knowing—
only the quiet thrill of discovering what is already alive within you.
You are invited to lie back,
to feel the rock beneath you,
and the pulse of your own light
meeting the sky.
When we meet, we listen not only to words,
but to the subtle currents of the Resonance Point—
the luminous axis in each being where Source and self are one.
Each time together brings a co-creation,
a quiet threshold
where something no longer needed may dissolve,
and something new may emerge.
There is no structure here—
only a current,
a frequency,
a sacred encounter waiting to unfold
in the space between us.
This space honors your sovereignty—
and welcomes your humanity.
Your breath, your cells, your story
are not obstacles to spirit—
they are its luminous expression.
If you feel a gentle yes,
I offer one-on-one time together through Zoom or FaceTime—
a space for resonance, reflection, and remembering.
Emerging Energies 2026
Time to Gather in Joy
A new rhythm is calling us back into circle.
Across recent months, many have felt it—
the quiet yet persistent invitation
to reengage in gathering,
to come together again in shared presence.
Around the world, groups of like-hearted, loving-souled beings
are naturally finding one another.
After a long season of pausing,
of turning inward,
of honoring solitude and inner listening,
I have felt the impulse arise
to widen this field of connection.
Alongside the one-to-one work offered here,
this threshold is opening
to welcome small and spacious gatherings
of people drawn together from many places.
Here, we will meet in celebration—
of the transformations unfolding in our lives
and within our world.
We will share what we are experiencing,
the insights arriving,
and the ways we are learning to care for our human forms
as new vibrational currents lift
us, the Earth, and our solar-system home
into realms of possibility
we have not known before.
No first gathering has yet been set.
Still, January 21, 2026
has gently drifted into awareness.
We will listen together
as those who feel this beckoning
begin to move toward a shared moment in time.
If you feel a resonance here—
a recognition of truth, of joy, of love—
you are welcome.
There is no need to follow a particular teacher,
path, or symbol system.
Our common language is love.
Our shared longing is that all beings
may be lifted in love
and thrive as the unique expressions
of Source Love we are each here to embody.
It is time now
to thrive in Love.
Please return here
as dates and forms take shape.
More to Explore
What I share on the follow pages is not set, but fluid. These reflections do not outline my personal journey, nor do they provide set maps or concepts that you are asked to follow.
The pages are more like river rocks, places to pause as you balance among the currents of change. The writings are like leaves flowing on those currents, or like the shifting patterns in sand as waves kiss the shore. I invite you to explore them, knowing that things will appear and disappear, shift to other pages like driftwood on the beach.
Come and catch the flow:
Teachings from the Shoreline: Invitations you to land in new territory and catch your breath.
Where Source Takes Form: You are remembering that your cells carry the hum of galaxies, the shimmer of starlight, the whole cosmos unfolding within. This page invites you to celebrate this remembering.
Field Note: Glimpses from the Journey: Reflections which include the shimmer of the portal, the solidity of stone and the blessing of mystery.
Converging Energies
Honor, Gratitude and Flow
Photo by Explore with Joshua via Unsplash
Each time we meet, something shifts.
Energy moves.
Images emerge.
Secrets soften into light.
Patterns loosen their hold.
Discoveries arise—quiet or radiant, each one real.
We are crossing a threshold into a new age—
a remembering—
where the currents of energy, nourishment,
and shared, soul-awakening creativity
flow in quiet wonder among us.
The old patterns of giver and receiver
are loosening their hold.
Separation softens.
Fixed roles dissolve.
We meet now in a deeper way—
through love, through listening, through sacred witnessing.
We behold and honor
the Source Love Being
awakening within one another.
Your love radiates from the center of your being.
It moves before your words.
It blesses all you touch,
all who pass within your field,
all whom you carry in your heart’s knowing.
Our meeting itself is the true offering.
Presence is the gift.
Connection is the abundance.
For now, there remains an opening
to offer financial support—
a gesture that still feels familiar
as we move through this great transition.
Yet I sense a time approaching
when such exchanges fade into irrelevance,
as love learns new forms of circulation.
Until then—
and beyond—
follow the quiet guidance of your heart.
Return often.
Rest here.
Let your Love shine into the world.
If something within you wishes to honor
what has passed between us—
About Me
This space is tended by one who has walked the threshold,
been undone by love, and remembers the radiance beneath all becoming.
I am Nancy Martin,
Dancer with mystery,
Listener at the threshold,
Companion in awakening.
A life once shaped by form, tradition, and service
has softened into listening, presence, and co-creation.
Everything I share here has been lived—
through surrender, through silence, through joy,
through the aching beauty of embodiment.
This portal is not mine.
But I have been called to tend it.
Not to guide you—
but to offer resonance.
Not to teach—
but to hum with the frequency of your own remembering.
If something here stirs within you,
it is not because of me.
It is because you are ready.
If you feel called to share what stirred,
or simply whisper your presence into the field:
Email me: nancymartin317@gmail.com
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