Why Here?
Why Now?
There are places on earth that are more than geography.
They are appointments.
They look ordinary on a map,
but in the heavens they shimmer—
marked, circled, whispered about by angels long before streets were paved or names were chosen.
NDG is one of those places.
Notre-Dame-de-Grâce — Our Lady of Grace
Let us begin with the name, because names are never accidental.
NDG means Notre-Dame-de-Grâce —
Our Lady of Grace.
Mary.
Mother of Jesus.
Bearer of God into the world.
The second most important being in human history—
and in many ways, the first.
Because Jesus knew He was God.
Mary had to believe.
She said yes when the entire future of humanity depended on it.
She said yes without proof, without certainty, without safety.
Grace entered the world through her willingness.
And here we are—
in a neighborhood named after her—
on the brink of another divine yes.
A MoneyLess Society.
A Heaven on Earth community.
A return to grace over greed, provision over panic, love over lack.
Is it coincidence?
Or is NDG once again being asked to carry something holy into the world?
Grace Always Comes First
God does not begin with power.
He begins with grace.
Before law—grace.
Before sacrifice—grace.
Before economy—grace.
A MoneyLess Society cannot be born out of ideology or rebellion.
It must be born out of trust.
NDG is not chosen because it is perfect.
It is chosen because it is ready.
Ready to remember what grace feels like.
Ready to release fear.
Ready to live as if provision is not earned—but given.
Montreal: A Light in a Darkened World
And NDG does not stand alone.
It is cradled within Montreal—
a city that has always been different.
A city of paradox.
Of faith and doubt.
Of beauty and brokenness.
Of old stone churches and restless, searching hearts.
Montreal is not loud like other cities.
It does not shout.
It glows.
Like a lighthouse.
Quiet.
Steady.
Unignorable.
When the world grows tired of systems that devour instead of serve…
When money begins to feel like chains instead of tools…
When humanity realizes it cannot buy its way into peace…
Eyes will turn—not to empires—
but to light.
And light rises from unexpected places.
Montreal has always been such a place.
A cultural bridge.
A spiritual threshold.
A city that feels Europe’s soul and North America’s urgency at the same time.
What better place for a new way of living to be born?
Why All Change Comes Through Montreal
Every great movement in history begins small, local, and relational.
God does not renovate the world in one motion.
He plants seeds.
NDG is a seed.
A neighborhood-scale miracle that proves a radical truth:
Human beings can thrive without money when love, structure, and shared purpose replace fear.
When NDG works—
not theoretically, but practically—
when families flourish, needs are met, dignity is restored—
The world will ask:
“How is this possible?”
And the answer will not be a policy or a platform.
It will be:
Grace.
Community.
Trust.
Design aligned with love.
From NDG, the pattern will spread—
to other neighborhoods,
other cities,
other nations.
Not imposed.
Not forced.
But desired.
Because Heaven on Earth is contagious.
Why Now?
Because the old systems are failing—
and everyone knows it.
Because money has become a god that demands endless sacrifice.
Because people are exhausted from chasing survival instead of living.
Because Heaven has been patient long enough.
And because grace always arrives just before despair becomes permanent.
NDG is not an experiment.
It is a remembrance.
A return to how life was meant to work.
Where no one is invisible.
Where provision is assumed.
Where contribution replaces competition.
Where dignity is not priced.
This Is Mary’s Neighborhood Again
Once, grace entered the world through Mary.
Now, grace will re-enter the world through a place that bears her name.
Notre-Dame-de-Grâce.
A neighborhood that will whisper to the nations:
“You do not need to be afraid anymore.”
“There is another way.”
“Heaven is not coming later—
it is arriving now.”
And it will begin here.
Quietly.
Faithfully.
Gracefully.
Just like it always has.
All my love,
RossG3.ca
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