Letter 3 - Memories from the Phoenician sea

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13h13, 13 November 2026

A letter from a wandering soul finding home.
A journey through old memories

Hello dear soul,

So happy to find you again here, through these lines. I hope this letter finds you well!

Today, I would love to share a little more about my journey, and some of the stories and inspirations behind my drawings and artwork. A little glimpse into what moves me, what guides my creative process, and the world from which these images emerge.

I hope that, in some way, it resonates with you and perhaps brings us a little closer, even through our screens.
May these lines encourage you to listen, always a little more deeply, to the path of your heart and the whispers of your soul.

I hope you enjoy the reading.

With love,
Camille

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I have often asked myself where my inspiration comes from. Where do my drawings come from?

As the purpose of my drawings evolves and shifts through months and seasons — from manifesting, to embodying, to realising, to recalling — I begin to understand that some of them are also a way of healing. A way of remembering. I am in awe of the way the field of creativity works.

The deeper I walk the path of creativity, the more I realise that what I create is perhaps only the very tip of the iceberg — a tiny fraction of what exists beyond what can manifest in the visible world.

And this is particularly true of the thread running through the Origins series, the Oracle, and the Calendar. Since the very beginning, these drawings have felt like portals. Pathways into soul remembrance, into old knowledge, old codes. This is something I knew from the moment I started channelling them.

And lately, another layer has started to reveal itself. I came across a recognition of something that had been there all along. And this is the part I would particularly love to share with you.

When I first started connecting with the field of Origins, and the message and vision began to take form, all I could see were women, vases, vessels, spirals, water, waves, birds and fish. I became almost obsessed with these symbols. The field felt so vast, so full, as though one series of drawings could simply not contain it all. So many messages were coming through. There was a deep medicine moving through these drawings. Codes. Every time I finished one, it felt as though I had integrated something new. As if a new code had settled into me, opening another layer, another world, while simultaneously revealing something incredibly ancient. Something very old. With it came a deep sense of grounding, wisdom and serenity. Something soothing for the soul. As I journeyed through the creative process, I could feel something within me softening. Something was coming to rest. Something was appeasing itself.

Then, in May 2026, I arrived in Ibiza. For the fifth time, my feet touched the land of this island. And, as it happens every time, a huge wave of energy moved through my body. Almost too much to contain. So many impressions, so much information, so many ideas. A soul update, as I like to call it. Every year, something happens here. Some years more comfortably than others. Recovering my energy. Remembering my power. Feeling supported. Guided. Feeling at home. There is no other place in this world where I have ever felt quite like this.

And so, during this stay, the creation of the Oracle took another turn. It opened into another dimension. I would draw, and the message would come. The messages felt both universal and deeply personal. I would finish a card, and in the hours or days that followed, life would somehow offer me an opportunity to apply its wisdom to a very concrete situation. As if the cards were not only carrying teachings, but also accompanying me through the very journey I was living.

I remember very vividly sitting on my favourite beach, when I made a prayer. A promise to the island.

If this is the right place for my soul, I would love to be able to ground here.

I remember how strongly I felt this prayer in my heart. That longing for a home. Tears came. I prayed with my whole soul.

The Oracle stayed with me throughout the journey. And, to make the story short — while keeping some parts of my life private — here I am, in November, able to call this island home. In just seven months, I met my partner here, and now I am about to become a mother very soon.

It all happened very fast. (Next time, I might add to my prayer that I would also love a gentle and smooth transition, ahah.) There was a lot to process, big decisions to make, fears to move through, doubts and questions. And more than ever, this turning point in my life asked me to listen to my intuition, to have faith, to trust my body and my heart, to trust the soul's calling. Even as everything around me was shifting, transforming, dissolved and being turned upside down.

And through these intense times of change, the messages from the Oracle kept guiding me. Supporting me in finding the courage to listen to this inner calling and intuition, even when, from the outside, it might have looked like pure madness. I remember very vividly the morning of the day I was about to discover I was pregnant. A very specific card and message came through. At the time, I had no idea that it was about to guide me through what would become one of the biggest decisions of my life.

But I would love to keep this chapter for another time.

And jump straight into what I wanted to share with you today. Although, looking at it now, the context has already become quite a long one! If you have made it this far, thank you so much for your time, your presence and your interest.

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The Phoenician Sea

Ibiza - an island carrying such a deep history.

Lately, I have started exploring a little more of its past. And found myself drawn towards the Phoenicians. The Phoenicians were ancient seafarers who established a settlement on Ibiza around the 7th century BCE. Their world was deeply connected to the sea and to the sacred language of symbols. They left behind traces in pottery, jewellery, figurines and sacred objects — a visual world where women, vessels, animals, flowers and the elements seem to carry meanings that reach far beyond their physical forms.

And when I began looking at the art they left behind, something clicked. Tears came to my eyes. It was all here. The women with their strong features. The sea and the waves. The fish and the birds. The snakes and the lotuses. So many of the forms and symbols that had been coming through my drawings, almost instinctively, were already present in this ancient visual world.

And suddenly, something else made sense. That feeling of coming home every time I arrive on this island. The memories, the strong and vivid dreams, the sense of recognition that I could never quite explain. It felt as though my drawings had been holding all these pieces, all these impressions, all these memories that my rational mind could not yet see or make sense of.

As if, somehow, they had been gently guiding me towards home.

Past lives? Old lives? Perhaps. I don't know. I cannot say for certain, and I don't feel the need to find a definitive answer. I don't want to become attached to just one origin, as I believe we carry many. So many layers, so many stories, so many places our souls may have known.

What I do know for sure is the vibration these drawings carry, and the intention moving through them. Their medicine, their codes for soul growth and remembrance, bringing something of the old knowledge back to the surface.

Like ancient memories rising once again from the depths of the sea.

My prayer is that we may all find our way back home. And may we remember that home must first be found and established within the heart, before it can be found on the surface of the Earth. I wish for these messages from the Calendar and the Oracle to bring you a little guidance, support and inspiration along your own journey back home within.

May they accompany you in reconnecting with your heart, listening to the whispers of your soul, and rediscovering your many origins.

Thank you so much for taking the time to read these lines and for sharing this little journey with me. If something along the way resonated with you, brought back a memory, or inspired something within you, I would truly love to hear about it. I always love hearing what these messages awaken in others.

And of course, if you feel called to journey a little further with the Oracle or the Calendar, they are both here, waiting to meet you and accompany you on your own path of remembrance.

With love,
Camille