Becoming the Crystal: A Collective Remembering
- Maria Nyegaard

- Oct 5
- 3 min read
Crystals came to me early on my awakening path like emissaries from another world. Quartz, in particular, luminous, prismatic, ancient. I sensed their inherent qualities long before I could name them: tuning forks for the unseen, vessels for programming, conduits linking our ordinary senses to a vaster field. For a time they were central to my services and my inner work, companions that brought remembrance. They led me to Mexico, to the pyramids of Teotihuacan, to the Pleiadian collective and the weaving of healing grids. They felt like home.
And yet, as happens on a true path, the relationship shifted. The stones began to mirror me rather than teach me. Their function as external tools diminished as I awakened to the crystalline structure within my own being, a structure that lives within all of us. The Andaras expanded my vision; the light language rose from within, carrying what I had once sought outside. My body itself became the tuning fork, the grid, the crystal.
The mineral kingdom had been a stepping stone, a living mirror of our own architecture. As it may be with food one day, the need gives way to appreciation. We no longer depend on it for sustenance but delight in its beauty and presence. My once-large collection became small, gifted away or planted in special places around the world. What remained was the quiet knowing that every quality I loved in these crystals already lived inside me, - and inside you.
Then the crystal bowls arrived, unbidden but perfectly timed,- grails of sound rather than form. Each bowl a portal: one carrying the integration of divine feminine and masculine, one holding the softness and beauty of the Pleiadian frequencies, one in rainbow quartz radiating new creation. Chosen purely by intuition, their tones met and wove together in effortless harmony, as if guided by an invisible intelligence remembering a song they had always known. Later bowls followed, anchoring New Earth templates, weaving fields of healing, restoration, and activation. Together they form a living orchestra of frequency, bridging the ancient and the new, the seen and the unseen.
Through them, I experience a new language, vibration beyond words, sound as communion. These instruments are not mere tools but nodes, anchors, receivers, and transmitters. They create a sacred geometry, coherent fields, wherever they are played, soft yet profound gateways for others to cross into memory, connection, and oneness. In their resonance I glimpse a future where linear language fades and we speak again in tones and frequencies, where sound and energy dissolve barriers between species and souls.
This is where humanity stands now, - transitioning from the third-dimensional experiment of polarity into a new era of coherence. We are remembering ourselves as living crystals, walking tuning forks, harmonizing our bodies, relationships, and environments. That is why we feel it so strongly when we enter fields that are discordant or incoherent: it feels uncomfortable, scattered, and draining. Our systems are learning to prefer resonance.
Like children learning a new tongue, we begin again with the elementals — stripping away distortion to reach zero point, to become clean canvases, and from there building anew with pure sound, energy, and resonance. Creation flows not from the mind but from the still, innocent core.
This remembering is available to all of us; it is not reserved for a few.
I feel humbled and grateful to be a vessel for this remembering, to co-create with Earth, with the mineral kingdom, with sound and light. What once was external now radiates from within. I am the tuning fork. I am the crystal. We are the tuning fork. We are the crystal.
Here is an invocation you can use on your journey towards becoming your true nature, more and more with every inhale - exhale, igniting, activating, enlightening your being.
Invocation of Resonance
May our bodies remember their crystalline nature.
May our voices and hands transmit only coherence.
May every sound we offer be a bridge of grace between dimensions, between beings, between hearts.
May we be the tuning forks of the New Earth.


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