It is June 1st, 1992. My office is all tidy. This morning, a moving firm picked up the files. Colleagues of the parent company will take care of them. It was decided this way I had been duly informed.

Arriving home earlier as usual, our dog Doyan looked at me with sleepy eyes. He seemed to ask me - 'why are you here already?' I whispered in his ears - 'as of today, I should be here every day.'

For a long time I wanted to learn the Russian language. Eva, a very nice person, accepted to be my teacher. She had a close relationship to nature. Working with her was a real pleasure. In her garden, her dachshund welcomed me. He jumped into the air, disappeared in a tunnel he dug himself, came out on the other side, and looked at me as if he were to say - 'try to catch me, or do you not like playing?'

Someone told us that Mr. F could find out with his pendulum whether there were ground radiations, water veins or other undesirable emissions. After a careful examination he put down iron rods in certain places, copper rods in others. For us, this was an interesting experience, although some doubts came up.

Mr. F was a very nice person with wonderful dark eyes. He often spoke about the years he had spent in Africa, and also about his experience with the pendulum. Although we were impressed, I could not avoid an uneasy feeling, but I did not want to listen to my inner voice.

From his East-Asian expeditions, Gerard brought home some ethnographic objects. For connoisseurs, some of them were valuable pieces, but I never felt enthusiastic about them.

The more I listened to Mr. F's stories, the more I became afraid. When I was alone, I had often the impression that someone was observing me. All this came to a peak. Almost every day I felt an indefinable anxiety. Gerard did not feel much better. We became more and more uncertain.

 

Some time later, I felt a noise in my head, which greatly worried me. I went to see a doctor, since I firmly believed that there must exist a medicine that would bring relief rapidly. To my surprise I found out that from the medical side one could not help me.

We went to see a Capuchin monk. In his generous way he definitely wanted to help me - but the noise was still here. He suggested parting from the ethnographic objects, since he felt they could perhaps be contaminated with negative vibrations. First, Gerard had not the heart to do it. But after a while he accepted to put them away. The noise was however still here.

 

My Russian teacher fell ill. I hoped she would for some time postpone a major operation she had to go through. But she decided to have it done without delay. She wanted to get back on her feet as soon as possible. Although she suffered heavily from the side effects of the medicine she did not lose confidence.

I often thought - admirable - but gradually, doubts crept up in her heart.

I had the privilege of accompanying Eva on her way to another World. She did not wish to talk about it. This last trip she wanted to do it alone. She never complained, but she became silent, more and more silent.

 

For many months I had been trying out other solutions to get rid of the noise in my head – without success. One day I heard the inner voice saying – 'you ought to pray!' I listened again very attentively. 'Yes, you ought to pray!' How should I pray and to whom shall I send my prayers? I did not receive an answer.

The feeling of anxiety became even stronger. I contacted other Healers, without success. I tried to pray, but did not find peace. It was as if I were thrown off balance. Somme family members discretely withdrew. I understood their decision.

 

One day a door opened thanks to Ariane. She is a nurse. For many years she had been working in hospitals. Now she takes care of people at her home – 'in a different way.'

By way of resonance – her natural sensibility allows her to reveal blocks of energy. She then lets herself be taken by an intense vibratory current, which produces an effect on the person she is treating.

In addition, Ariane tries to make us conscious that all of us have a healing power.

Ariane is unique. She does not tell long stories she says what she thinks. She takes much time for her patients, sometimes until late in the evening. She has an unshakable aim – to help us progress on our path. A path, carved out for each person's needs. She does not leave us alone, she walks along with us, and she backs us up, so that we may find 'the Centre'.

 

Ariane helped me to open my mind to other dimensions. In her task she receives guidance and support from Michael – a Light-Being living in the Stars. First I thought that the contact with Michael would act like a spiritual medicine. But I rapidly realized that the Stars do not do the work for us. They stimulate our courage build up our confidence.

Michael tries to open our eyes to a different world, where we get strength, where we hear the inner voice, if we are prepared to stem the daily noise around us. Michael draws our attention to the basic laws of life, which are valid for all of us.

 

Ariane does not want us to get rid of our illness symptoms. In cooperation with Michael she aims at recovery, or at relief in an ordeal.

I became aware that I had to work on myself. I had to drop fixed ideas, to get free from fear, strengthen my confidence in every respect. I had learned that illness and suffering are not punishments, they want however to draw our attention to 'something'. If we are prepared to listen to our inner voice, we may get closer to the answer.

From this experience I have learned that no one except I myself was responsible for the feelings of fear. The bad vibrations, which were sometimes difficult to endure, I conjured or built them up myself. There was no doubt that they existed 'in my world'. However, the more I was looking for help from outside the less I found recovery. I also discovered the power our thoughts can have.

Through Ariane, we received further messages from the Stars, which brought Light in our house. The shadow gradually faded. We began to understand.

 

One day, Michael asked through Ariane – 'do you wish to come for a stroll with us?'

With Ariane's help, beginning of November 1998, I heard a voice saying – 'Are you ready? We are here.' At the same time I saw a person who took a small girl's hand. This was the first Meeting.

The relationship with Michael has nothing mysterious. He receives us in a very simple way. For the Meetings I shortly concentrate myself, then I say or write what I see and hear.

Michael talks to us with perseverance, with a good sense of humour, with a deep understanding and a strong feeling of Love.