Field Transmissions & Flow
My songs are not about singing… but feeling — transmissions, flow, and field.
My life song is about field connection. Sometimes it comes strong, sometimes it sings in silence…
But either way, the field is always singing — or speaking.
As I connect in and go deeper, you feel the living field…
so I learned to just — let it be.
With songs, many times it starts as a hum… then a word… then a spontaneous melody with words.
As I release a word, another flows just after it,
and before I know it — it comes forth like living water from a spring.
Sometimes in sadness, sometimes in great joy…
But many times in deep reflection.
The words are just downloads from the field —
that which I’m singing, writing, or speaking is spiritual, mystical, prophetic… or all of it.
Sometimes I get these words and just have that “inner knowing” in what has been spoken —
Ka’el, “it will come to pass.”
I hear it so clearly even if it is much later, and my timing appears off to others, but it never was.
You see… I was always hearing the sound… the word… the song it carried —
which is the field — before the field connected to them…
to you…
to me.
This expression is, and always was, my interacting with the living field.
— Ka’el Turan
Walking the Field
Beating Drum – Sing Me Home
(Song unchanged — exactly as on Spotify)
25 10 2025 whilst driving in the car, a song arose with words for me,
a warm envelope encased me...
as I drove alone the beat came forth...
First hum then a beat… then those words…
the field is so neat…
On my way it sang to me that familiar tune…
resonance be…
I cannot sing in that there is no doubt,
and that’s ok — I’m allowed to shout.
The words have meanings, melodies too…
either way, the field speaks through.
Enjoy the song that came to me —
I’m not a man who sings…
so just let it be.
Hear the tone…
hear the beat…
let the field just speak to thee…
♪
Hey.. hey… hey…
Into the love…
Into the way
Will you follow… follow me
Can u hear
Hear the way… of my heart… my beating drum
Can you see
Can you hear
Can you follow… follow me…
Beating drums…
Singing songs…
Crying out… to thee…
Can you hear…
Can you see…
Can u hold… a tone with me…
Mmmm… mmmmm… mmmmm…
He hey hey… hey hey hey… hey hey hey heyyyyyy
Beating drums
Roads ahead
Driving on… on… on… on the way
Hear me now
All alone…
Beating drums… sing me home
Home and home… come to me
Sing that song… let it be…
Hold me now… in that space
I belong… with three
Beating drum
Can you hear
Hear the sound… makes you near
I’m not alone… there’s many… that hear this sound… beat with me
Hear my sound…
Hear my beat…
Hear my tone —
it’s raw but neat…
Hear my sound…
Hear my beat…
Hear my tone —
it’s raw but neat…
Beating sound…
Singing songs… on the road all alone…
The field can hear me…
and those who sing silently…
You’re not alone — it hears you too…
That beating sound sings too…
That sound is real —
real to me…
Like breath itself,
it flows through me…
it flows through you…
It flows through me — it’s the field…
can you see… can you hear…?
The beating sound,
that silent song…
that’s all around…
Mmmm… mmmm… mmmm… mmmmm………
You can also listen to this piece as if it was spoken - a field reflection in my own voice. let the words move as sound and space, not just thought. Click Below for Link to Spotify
