A New Dawn: Embracing the Mystery of What’s to Come

The sun bursts over the ocean, igniting the sky in vivid golds, fiery oranges, and deep reds. It’s not a gentle awakening but a bold arrival, undeniable and full of energy.

This is not a quiet shift but a Spirit-led turning point, unmistakable in its Call.

On April 15th, I’ll be leaving Newfoundland, the place that’s held me for 14 years, to move to Ottawa and step into my role as my father’s helper and companion.

This next chapter is one of devotion, of presence, of stepping into the unknown with an open heart. I do not yet know what it will bring, only that it is Spirit-led, and I trust in the unfolding.

For now, there is a pause in business as usual.

Most of my paintings have found their homes, with only my mandalas still waiting for their perfect place.

While my intuitive art and services are uncertain in this next season, prints of my work remain available, and my website holds a wealth of free inspiration and resources for those who seek it. Feel free to explore and receive.

This moment is also one of deep gratitude.

For 14 years or longer, you have journeyed with me—through my website, blog, and social media. You have witnessed my unfolding, my expressions of love, my surrender to Spirit.

Perhaps we first connected through a live event, a workshop, a podcast, an exhibition, a retreat, or a moment of shared presence in a sacred space.

However our paths intertwined, I know that it was meant to be, and I am deeply grateful for the blessing of walking even a part of this journey together.

Keep your eyes open for future communications, as I trust that Spirit will continue to guide our connection in the perfect way and time.

I do not know what my sharing will look like moving forward.

Blog posts / e-letters may slow, or they may follow a new rhythm entirely—one of deep listening and spontaneous flow.

I trust that inspiration will continue to call me to expression, and I hope that, in whatever form it takes, it continues to nourish your heart as well.

If ever you feel called to reach out, please do. This space of connection remains, as does my love of beauty and the beauty of love.

And so, as the sun rises over the ocean, as its light spills over the horizon one last time before I turn inland, I offer a prayer of gratitude and blessing to you, dear reader:

May you always walk in the light of love.
May each day greet you with new wonder, new possibility, new grace.
May you trust in your own unfolding, knowing that every sunrise brings with it a quiet promise

—of hope, of healing, of beauty, of infinite love.

Goodbye, Newfoundland. Hello, Ottawa. And to all of you—let’s see what unfolds.

Love,

Dominique