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Every time you say: "yes" to one thing,
in some way, you say "no" to another.
'coz you can't stretch time.
So, every time you're being proposed a program, listen to your concerns and priorities first. Listen with your heart to God’s point of view and not only to other people’s opinion about it… LISTEN TO YOURSELF, you're worth it.
Be at peace with yourself even if it means saying no,
'coz every time you say no to a suggestion, you say yes to another.
My top priority
For me, it's spending quality time with God every day. With Him, I learn harmony. It mostly takes place in the forest…
see for yourself:
Read 80 pages of "Meet me in the forest", for free by clicking here

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Chaque fois que tu dis: « oui » à un projet,
indirectement, tu dis « non » à un autre.
Car chaque jour est limité en temps.
Alors, à chaque activité proposée, écoute d'abord tes valeurs, tes priorités. Écoute au feeling ce qu’en pense Dieu, et pas seulement ce qu’en penseraient les autres, ÉCOUTE-TOI, tu en vaux la peine.
Sois en harmonie, même si ça signifie dire non,
car chaque fois que tu dis non à un projet, tu dis oui à un autre.
—--
Ma première priorité
Perso, c’est d’avoir un temps de qualité chaque jour avec Dieu, en Lui je trouve et apprends l’harmonie. C’est souvent en forêt que ça se passe…
voyez plutôt:
Lisez les 80 pages gratuites de Rendez-vous dans la forêt en cliquant ici…
Vous pouvez vous inscrire ici à la lettre de nouvelle pour recevoir d'autres publications d'Alain Auderset.
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Every time you say: "yes" to one thing,
in some way, you say "no" to another.
'coz you can't stretch time.
So, every time you're being proposed a program, listen to your concerns and priorities first. Listen with your heart to God’s point of view and not only to other people’s opinion about it… LISTEN TO YOURSELF, you're worth it.
Be at peace with yourself even if it means saying no,
'coz every time you say no to a suggestion, you say yes to another.
My top priority
For me, it's spending quality time with God every day. With Him, I learn harmony. It mostly takes place in the forest…
see for yourself:
Read 80 pages of "Meet me in the forest", for free by clicking here

Subscribe here to Alain Auderset's newsletter.
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I was on a train heading for Lyon (a big town in the south east of France). Suddenly, the guy sitting in front of me has a heart attack!
The conductor shook him like a rag doll, in vain, and uniforms started swarming around him . A doctor was asked for, on the intercom.
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He left on a stretcher escorted by an army of firefighters, policemen and doctors.
And the story goes on…
In Bienne, where I was supposed to change trains, something had already occurred. A lady was touched when she overheard me speaking about God’s grace with a friend I had bumped into. As we were getting off the train, she was telling me that she knew me (the artist) and that, most of all, she used to be a believer too. We haven’t talked much but it was powerful. As a result, I missed my train (had to change my ticket, reorganize everything…)... and now with this new event, I had the feeling history was repeating itself… (?!)
I was on my way to two cities to perform a show and was well aware it was going to be a spiritual trip, but wow…! Hell of a start!
Being close to God makes life really exciting. That’s what my book “Meet me in the forest” talks about. You can download the first 80 pages for free:
https://mailchi.mp/d8bfc27ff89a/rdvf1-30-pages-excerpt
If you wish to receive Alain Auderset's newsletter, you can sign up here ."
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Malaise dans le train
Je suis dans le train en direction de Lyon-la-Part-Dieu. Et voilà que le gars assis devant moi fait un malaise!
Le contrôleur le secoue comme un prunier, mais rien. Le personnel en uniforme se multiplie autour de lui. Un médecin est demandé à l’interphone en urgence.
C’est le branle-bas de combat dans le wagon. Le passager est couché au sol. Bouche à bouche et massage cardiaque, mais rien. Le gars vire du blanc au vert.
Je sais que ça arrive tous les jours, que nous sommes que de passage sur terre, je suis conscient de cette réalité, c’est normal de voir quelqu’un partir de temps en temps. Mais je me suis rappelé qu’à son arrivée, cet homme m’avait demandé de veiller sur ses affaires le temps d’une absence et j’avais dit “okay”.
Et si ses “affaires” était davantage qu’un sac de voyage? Alors, discrètement dans mon coin, j’ai demandé à Dieu d’intervenir. Pour que cet homme ait encore une chance de le rencontrer et de régler sa vie avant de partir dans l’au-delà. Soudain, l’homme émerge.
Il est reparti en civière accompagné d’une armée de pompiers, policiers et médecins.
Et ça continue…
Déjà à Bienne, mon premier changement de train, il s’est passé un truc. En effet, une passagère a été touchée dans son cœur en m’entendant parler de la grâce de Christ à un pote rencontré par hasard. En sortant du train, elle m’a confié m’avoir reconnu (comme artiste) et surtout, qu’il y a longtemps de ça, elle aussi croyait… on a pas parlé beaucoup, mais c’était fort et surtout: j’ai déjà raté ma correspondance (dû refaire mes billets, réorganiser…)… et maintenant avec ce nouvel incident, on dirait que l’histoire se répète…(?!)
Je suis en route pour Gagnières, où je vais donner un spectacle. Je savais que ce voyage serait spirituel, mais wow…! Ça commence fort!
PS: le séjour à Gagnières et Alès était super!
Être proche de Dieu rend la vie passionnante. J’en parle ici: télécharger gratuitement les 80 premières pages de mon livre “ Rendez-vous dans la forêt 3”

https://mailchi.mp/571d21a427e8/rdvf3
je m'apprête à sortir le tome 4. Rendez possible sa sortie en cliquant sur ce lien:
https://youtu.be/4PuSSZ2RTzs
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[:en]
16
I was on a train heading for Lyon (a big town in the south east of France). Suddenly, the guy sitting in front of me has a heart attack!
The conductor shook him like a rag doll, in vain, and uniforms started swarming around him . A doctor was asked for, on the intercom.
A commotion broke out in the car. The passenger was lying on the ground. Mouth to mouth… cardiac massage, in vain. The guy turned from white to green.
I know that this happens every day. We're just travelers on earth and should be expecting to see people leave this world, from time to time. Then, I remembered that this guy had asked me to watch over his stuff while he was gone, which I had agreed to.
What if his “stuff” was more than just his bag? So, keeping quietly to myself, I asked God to do something about it, in order for this man to get another chance of knowing Him and put his life in order before reaching eternity. And suddenly, the guy was back!
He left on a stretcher escorted by an army of firefighters, policemen and doctors.
And the story goes on…
In Bienne, where I was supposed to change trains, something had already occurred. A lady was touched when she overheard me speaking about God’s grace with a friend I had bumped into. As we were getting off the train, she was telling me that she knew me (the artist) and that, most of all, she used to be a believer too. We haven’t talked much but it was powerful. As a result, I missed my train (had to change my ticket, reorganize everything…)... and now with this new event, I had the feeling history was repeating itself… (?!)
I was on my way to two cities to perform a show and was well aware it was going to be a spiritual trip, but wow…! Hell of a start!
Being close to God makes life really exciting. That’s what my book “Meet me in the forest” talks about. You can download the first 80 pages for free:
https://mailchi.mp/d8bfc27ff89a/rdvf1-30-pages-excerpt
If you wish to receive Alain Auderset's newsletter, you can sign up here .[:]"
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So many lost!!!
A couple of weeks ago as I was driving through a city, I was feeling for the world around me, so I prayed:
-Lord, so many people don’t know You exist. And when they do, they’re not aware that You can be so close.
I was feeling down. It’s so unfair but it’s a fact in our society and I can’t stand it. I carried on:
-Lord, may I get to reach them in order to tell them so and introduce You to them. Show me the way, what to write or draw or whatever… in order to reach them where they stand!
I got a few hints from Him, which I faithfully follow every day. It’s really powerful. It takes a heck of a time but I’m looking forward to witnessing the result when it’ll be released.
In the meantime, here’s a letter I received recently.
k
This young man wrote to me in his own style (I only slightly changed his letter for a better understanding). Thank you for praying for him and those who are like him…
With love, Alain
Yannis’ letter
My name is Yannis. I’m 15 and I live in Rennes, a town in France. 2 years ago, I was kind of shy and generally nice with people. But I could lose it sometimes (when my mother or my sister got on my nerves, I’d beat them).
k
Over the top
And one day, I was kicked out of school. It was a shock ‘coz I had lost all of my friends. I couldn’t help crying. I started trying to figure out why all this was happening and I realized I was always messing around, I wasn’t good enough, nice enough, too imperfect.
So, with all my heart, I decided to change. I was determined to be as perfect as possible.
k
God?
A couple of weeks later, my father showed me a movie on the life of Jesus and I became interested in God.
The first thing I did was to type “God” on YouTube. I scrolled through the videos and I saw a guy who looked cool so I clicked.
Your video
The title was: “Is God really your friend?” * (it was you and another guy from EMCI TV). I watched it and it broke my heart. It was so moving that I started crying without even knowing, it was unbelievable! (And I still feel like crying every time I watch the video). So, as you were telling us to do, I tried speaking to God and wanted to know more about him. I watched your other videos **, with EMCI TV and on your channel, and started getting closer to perfection every day.
When I think of it, I realize how lucky I was to come across your video ‘coz it talked about God in a different way, a way that spoke to me. Have a nice day.
* I’m sorry. The title was translated into English but the video is only available in French.
** Links to videos with English subtitles available:
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Tant de perdus!!!
Il y a quelques semaines, j'effectuais un trajet en voiture à travers une agglomération et pensais au monde qui m’entoure, alors j’ai prié:
-Seigneur, tant de gens ne savent pas que tu existes, et quand ils en ont une notion, si peu sont au courant que tu peux devenir un proche.
Je ressentais une profonde tristesse. Cette situation est une profonde et grave injustice dans notre société, qui m’est difficilement supportable. Je continuais:
-Seigneur, permets-moi de les atteindre pour le leur dire, et les mettre en contact avec Toi. Montre-moi la voie, l'œuvre à écrire, dessiner, produire ou que sais-je… pour pouvoir les rejoindre jusque chez eux!
J’ai reçu quelques confirmations de pistes de Sa part, que je continue à entreprendre fidèlement tous les jours. C’est du très lourd et ça prend une blinde de temps, mais je me réjouis d’avance du résultat lorsque ça sortira.
En attendant, voici un courrier que j’ai reçu récemment.
Ce jeune homme m’a écrit avec ses mots à lui, (je n’ai que très légèrement modifié pour plus de compréhension). Merci de prier pour lui et tous ceux qui lui ressemblent…
Affectueusement, Alain
Courrier de Yanis
Je m'appelle Yanis, j'ai 15 ans et je vis à Rennes, une ville en France.
Il y a 2 ans, j'étais du genre timide et gentil avec les autres. Mais j’avais des crises (quand ma mère ou ma petite sœur m'énervaient, je les tapais).
La crise de trop
Et puis un jour, je me suis fait virer de mon école. C'était un choc, car j'avais perdu tous mes amis. Je ne pouvais pas m'empêcher de pleurer. Je me suis mis à chercher pourquoi, et j’ai réalisé que je faisais trop de bêtises, que j'étais pas assez bien, pas assez gentil, trop imparfait.
Alors de toute mon âme, je me suis dit que j'allais changer. J'étais hyper motivé pour essayer de devenir le plus parfait possible.
Dieu?
Quelques semaines plus tard, mon père m'a fait regarder un film sur la vie de Jésus et j'ai commencé à m'intéresser à Dieu.
La première chose que j'ai faite, c'est d’écrire “ : Dieu” sur YouTube. J'ai fait glisser les vidéos et j'ai vu un gars qui avait l'air sympa, alors j'ai cliqué.
Ta vidéo
Ça s'appelait : “Dieu est-il vraiment un ami pour toi ?” (c’était toi et un gars d’EMCI TV). J’ai regardé et ça m'avait fendu le cœur. C'était tellement émouvant que les larmes venaient toutes seules, c'était vraiment incroyable! (Même aujourd'hui, quand je regarde la vidéo, ça me donne envie de pleurer). Alors comme tu l'avais dit dans la vidéo, j'ai essayé de parler à Dieu et je me suis encore plus intéressé à lui. J'ai commencé à regarder les autres vidéos que tu avais faites avec EMCI TV et des vidéos sur ta chaîne, tout en me rapprochant de la perfection jusqu'à aujourd'hui.
Quand j'y repense, je me rends compte de la chance que j'avais eue de tomber sur ta vidéo, car elle parlait de Dieu d'une différente manière, la bonne manière pour moi. Bonne journée.
La vidéo dont parle Yanis:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0sJYGsFRDGI
Découvrez mes Rendez-vous avec Dieu en téléchargeant 80 pages gratuitement ici:
https://mailchi.mp/b47e32adaf86/extrait-gratuit-rendez-vous-dans-la-foret
Vous pouvez vous inscrire ici à la lettre de nouvelle pour recevoir d'autres publications d'Alain Auderset.
[:en] 
So many lost!!!
A couple of weeks ago as I was driving through a city, I was feeling for the world around me, so I prayed:
-Lord, so many people don’t know You exist. And when they do, they’re not aware that You can be so close.
I was feeling down. It’s so unfair but it’s a fact in our society and I can’t stand it. I carried on:
-Lord, may I get to reach them in order to tell them so and introduce You to them. Show me the way, what to write or draw or whatever… in order to reach them where they stand!
I got a few hints from Him, which I faithfully follow every day. It’s really powerful. It takes a heck of a time but I’m looking forward to witnessing the result when it’ll be released.
In the meantime, here’s a letter I received recently.
k
This young man wrote to me in his own style (I only slightly changed his letter for a better understanding). Thank you for praying for him and those who are like him…
With love, Alain
Yannis’ letter
My name is Yannis. I’m 15 and I live in Rennes, a town in France. 2 years ago, I was kind of shy and generally nice with people. But I could lose it sometimes (when my mother or my sister got on my nerves, I’d beat them).
k
Over the top
And one day, I was kicked out of school. It was a shock ‘coz I had lost all of my friends. I couldn’t help crying. I started trying to figure out why all this was happening and I realized I was always messing around, I wasn’t good enough, nice enough, too imperfect.
So, with all my heart, I decided to change. I was determined to be as perfect as possible.
k
God?
A couple of weeks later, my father showed me a movie on the life of Jesus and I became interested in God.
The first thing I did was to type “God” on YouTube. I scrolled through the videos and I saw a guy who looked cool so I clicked.
Your video
The title was: “Is God really your friend?” * (it was you and another guy from EMCI TV). I watched it and it broke my heart. It was so moving that I started crying without even knowing, it was unbelievable! (And I still feel like crying every time I watch the video). So, as you were telling us to do, I tried speaking to God and wanted to know more about him. I watched your other videos **, with EMCI TV and on your channel, and started getting closer to perfection every day.
When I think of it, I realize how lucky I was to come across your video ‘coz it talked about God in a different way, a way that spoke to me. Have a nice day.
* I’m sorry. The title was translated into English but the video is only available in French.
** Links to videos with English subtitles available:
If you wish to receive Alain Auderset's newsletter, you can sign up here .[:]"
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Hi there!
Let me share some of my everyday life at work when I was writing "Meet me in the forest, Origin" *
You may not be an author yourself but it doesn't really matter. I believe that the complicity I describe fits just ANY JOB. May this text inspire you.
* Sorry, this book isn't available in English, yet.
Diving in creativity
or exploring the sea of heaven
The sky!
Saturday 6pm.
After a couple of hours of passionate writing, completely immersed in the world I'm creating, I complete the final anecdote, at last.
I can finally look up from my notes, I'm not "under water" any more and I breathe as if I had been holding my breath all that time.
As I'm leaving the world of the memories from my childhood, I remember this other reality: Right! I'm sitting at the garden table behind the house!
I sigh, lean back on the chair, look up and… wow! I'm suddenly facing the immense blue expanse right above me.
So much higher than the big tree nearby, the generous sky was there the whole time! I take a deep breath and like a big fresh bubble inside me, it makes me feel like flying away. I delay the journey 'coz I still have a story to improve.
A friend of mine who proofread it for me, pointed out some parts that require rearrangements and clarifications. Some scenes need to be rewritten from a new angle, a paragraph or two have to be moved around and the harmony of it all has to be improved so… gotta dive!
(C u)
Worlds!
Monday 11.30 am
Phewww! I finally reached a decisive stage and so needed to celebrate with someone that I instinctively headed for the forest. Escaping from my universe, I enter that of the vast nature my best Friend created. The forest and my book are interconnected, and together, we go from one to the other.
- There it is, Lord… I did what you asked!
Looking back
It’s been a year since we started writing this book together. At first, we were walking on mushy paths (memory sometimes fails) but as I kept going, solid grounds started appearing under my feet. Now that the job’s done, the landscape I leave behind me is nice and clean for any reader to wander through. Every anecdote I wrote is an easy but well documented path. I cleared it from all the usual obstacles one finds when speaking of God, like those obscure words in dialects unknown to most people. If lost, anyone can make it to Jesus' arms.
I suddenly stop on my forest path. Er… seems like I’m in my book again! So, I decided to stop talking and start listening for a change. A vision settled in my mind:
I saw a long, modern and very powerful train about to come out of a tunnel to enter an insanely bright light.
- “The end of the tunnel”! Yippee! Lord, we made it!
Sea and divine complicity
I'm still in the forest and warm sunrays caress my face… which is strange since the forecast predicted a cloudy day. I look up and see something amazing: a huge gap splitting the thick layer of clouds just above my path and enlightening it.
The clouds looked like a sea from above, and the parting of its waters lasted the time it took for me to cross the forest. This heavenly breach highlighted my way right to my doorway, it was magical!
- Thanks for the treat, Lord. I loved it …
Last dive
OK, back to work… A friend kindly showed me a couple of syntax adjustments I had to make. So, here I am with my imaginary goggles and snorkel, diving in my book again.
(sea U!)
Last one (if you say so…!)
I've sent my book to still one more person for just another penultimate review. I need to be impartial, ignore laziness, accept big changes if necessary and look at my work with a critical eye. I consult my small and very busy workshop team again and again.
Fruits from the promised land
If you come across me during times like that, you might get the feeling I'm away. Well, it's probably because I am. When reaching the bottom line of something, I always turn things over and over in my mind and wander in my stories, unable to bring them to a close. My mind's dashboard flashes all over the place… and I strive in order to catch the signs and find what could be improved before this book gets to the printer.
Rewards
At the grocers', I came across a mom and her teenage daughter. They told me how my previous books, “Meet me in the forest” volumes 1, 2 and 3, were part of their daily life and how it boosted their faith. It made me so happy, it's so incredibly comforting! I tear up as I'm writing these words and am reminded of it. I'm so grateful… and I tell myself it's definitely worth all the efforts I make.
Just to nail it (in case I hadn't understood yet), there was a cardboard heart in the mailbox this morning. A child had colored it and clumsily penned his name on it to thank me… thank you… I hung it on the wall in the workshop in case it fell from my memory.
OK… I’ve got to go back to my book, so… splash!
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Salut,
je vous partage le quotidien de mon travail. Ici c’était pour “Rendez-vous dans la forêt, Origine”
Vous n’êtes peut-être pas vous-même écrivain…? Mais peu importe, je pense que la complicité que je décris ici est possible pour TOUS LES MÉTIERS. Que ce texte puisse vous inspirer.
Plongée dans la créativité
ou La traversée de la mer céleste
Ciel!
Samedi 18h00. Après plusieurs heures d'écriture passionnée, les pensées profondément plongées dans le monde que je crée, j'appose enfin les touches finales de la dernière anecdote de mon livre.
Je peux enfin relever la tête de mes notes, je ne suis plus “sous l’eau”, je respire comme si j’avais retenu ma respiration pendant que j’écrivais. En quittant le monde du souvenir de mon enfance, je me rappelle de cette autre réalité: Ah oui tiens, c’est vrai, en réalité, je suis assis à la table de jardin derrière la maison!
Dans un soupir, je me couche sur le dossier de ma chaise et lève les yeux en haut, et …Wow ! D’un coup, je suis face à l’immense espace bleu juste au-dessus de moi. Plus élevé que le grand arbre auprès duquel je me trouve, ce ciel si généreux est toujours là lui aussi! Je lui emprunte une grande bouffée d'air et, gonflé de fraîcheur, j'ai envie de m’y envoler. Mais bon, je remets ce projet à plus tard, car il faut d’abord que je retouche mon récit.
Un ami en a fait une relecture de fond en m’indiquant quelques points trop incompréhensibles. Je dois donc encore réorganiser quelques scènes avec un nouvel éclairage, déplacer un paragraphe ou l’autre, puis revoir l’équilibre général du tout.
Bon, je m’y replonge…
(à +)
Mondes!
Lundi 11h30
ahhhhhhh (soupir de soulagement!) J'ai enfin terminé une étape décisive. J'ai trop besoin de m’en réjouir avec quelqu'un, et je prends donc naturellement la direction de la forêt. Je m'évade de mon univers pour rejoindre celui de la vaste nature, créée par mon meilleur Ami. La forêt et mon livre sont tous deux des vases communicants dans lesquels nous passons de l’un vers l’autre.
- Voilà Seigneur, j'ai accompli ce que tu m'as commandé...!
Regard en arrière
Un an déjà que j'ai entrepris l’aventure de l’écriture de ce livre avec lui. Au début du voyage, il fallait traverser un paysage dépourvu de sol tangible (les souvenirs sont parfois vaseux). Mais le sol s’est créé sous mes pieds à mesure que j'avançais. Maintenant que j’ai fini mon histoire, je laisse derrière moi tout un univers habitable dans lequel un lecteur pourra déambuler. Chacune des anecdotes que j'ai écrites est un chemin facile, mais bien documenté. Je l’ai dépouillé des embûches habituelles lorsqu'on parle de Dieu avec des phrases trop compliquées et empruntées à des dialectes inconnus du grand public. Même un perdu pourra y retrouver son chemin qui le mènera droit dans les bras de Jésus.
Je m'arrête sur mon sentier de forêt. Purée, j’étais à nouveau dans mon livre! Alors, je prends un temps pour me taire et à mon tour, écouter. Une vision se matérialise alors dans mes pensées:
Je vois un long train moderne et très puissant qui s'apprête à déboucher du tunnel et pénétrer dans une lumière de ouf.
- “Le bout du tunnel”! Yess Seigneur! On y est enfin!
Mer et complicité divine
Je suis toujours dans la forêt et les rayons chaleureux du soleil me caressent le visage. C’est étrange car les prévisions annonçaient un temps couvert. J’observe alors dans le ciel un phénomène magnifique, un grand trou sépare l'épaisse couche de nuages juste au-dessus de mon chemin pour l’éclairer. Le temps que dure la traversée de forêt, la mer d'en-haut, cette eau suspendue dans les airs que sont les nuages contenant des tonnes d’eau, s'est ouverte pour moi. Cette céleste percée dessine mon sentier en lumière jusqu'à la porte d'entrée de ma maison, c’est magique!
- Merci Seigneur, tu me fais trop plaisir…
Dernière plongée
Bon, j’y retourne, il me faut encore appliquer quelques réglages de syntaxe qu’une amie à eu la gentillesse de corriger ici et là. Muni d’un tuba et de lunettes de plongée imaginaires, je replonge dans mon livre.
(à ploutch!)
Encore une dernière (ouais, ouais, c’est ça…!)
J’ai encore envoyé mon livre à quelqu’un d’autre
pour une autre avant-dernière correction. Il me faut être impartial, ignorer la paresse, m’autoriser de grosses transformations si nécessaire, et encore revoir ma création d'un œil critique. Je retourne régulièrement auprès de ma petite équipe à l’atelier, toujours affairée sur plusieurs illustrations finales et autres projets en cours.
Les fruits du pays promis
Si, dans ces moments, vous me croisez dans la rue l’air absent, c’est probablement que je le suis. Je repense et me balade encore dans mes histoires, qui, en période de bouclage, n’en finissent pas de finir. Ça clignote dans le poste de contrôle de ma tête… et je m'évertue à comprendre les signes et à réfléchir à ce qui peut manquer au réglage de tout ce livre, avant qu'il atterrisse pour de bon dans une imprimerie.
Récompenses
En revenant des courses, je croise une maman et sa fille adolescente dans le rayon légumes. Elles m’expliquent comment mes précédents «Rendez-vous dans la forêt » font partie intégrante de leur quotidien, qu'elles aussi y plongent souvent et en ressortent ravivées dans leur foi... Quel bonheur d’apprendre une telle chose, quel incroyable réconfort! Rien que d'y repenser alors que je vous écris, des larmes me perlent sur les joues. Je suis si reconnaissant… et me dis que les efforts que je prends pour écrire sont récompensés.
Et ce matin, comme pour bien enfoncer le clou, (pour le cas où je n’aurai pas bien compris juste avant) en ouvrant ma boîte aux lettres, j'ai trouvé un cœur en carton colorié par un enfant qui me remercie, accompagné de sa signature malhabile… merci... J'ai accroché cette marque d’amour au mur de l’atelier pour le cas où elle se détacherait de ma mémoire.
Bon, c’est pas tout ça, je retourne à mon livre (plouf!)
Téléchargez les 80 pages gratuites de ce livre ici:
https://mailchi.mp/7cfa20bb3b7c/2dv5t2ohjd
Bonne lecture.
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[:en]
Hi there!
Let me share some of my everyday life at work when I was writing "Meet me in the forest, Origin" *
You may not be an author yourself but it doesn't really matter. I believe that the complicity I describe fits just ANY JOB. May this text inspire you.
* Sorry, this book isn't available in English, yet.
Diving in creativity
or exploring the sea of heaven
The sky!
Saturday 6pm.
After a couple of hours of passionate writing, completely immersed in the world I'm creating, I complete the final anecdote, at last.
I can finally look up from my notes, I'm not "under water" any more and I breathe as if I had been holding my breath all that time.
As I'm leaving the world of the memories from my childhood, I remember this other reality: Right! I'm sitting at the garden table behind the house!
I sigh, lean back on the chair, look up and… wow! I'm suddenly facing the immense blue expanse right above me.
So much higher than the big tree nearby, the generous sky was there the whole time! I take a deep breath and like a big fresh bubble inside me, it makes me feel like flying away. I delay the journey 'coz I still have a story to improve.
A friend of mine who proofread it for me, pointed out some parts that require rearrangements and clarifications. Some scenes need to be rewritten from a new angle, a paragraph or two have to be moved around and the harmony of it all has to be improved so… gotta dive!
(C u)
Worlds!
Monday 11.30 am
Phewww! I finally reached a decisive stage and so needed to celebrate with someone that I instinctively headed for the forest. Escaping from my universe, I enter that of the vast nature my best Friend created. The forest and my book are interconnected, and together, we go from one to the other.
- There it is, Lord… I did what you asked!
Looking back
It’s been a year since we started writing this book together. At first, we were walking on mushy paths (memory sometimes fails) but as I kept going, solid grounds started appearing under my feet. Now that the job’s done, the landscape I leave behind me is nice and clean for any reader to wander through. Every anecdote I wrote is an easy but well documented path. I cleared it from all the usual obstacles one finds when speaking of God, like those obscure words in dialects unknown to most people. If lost, anyone can make it to Jesus' arms.
I suddenly stop on my forest path. Er… seems like I’m in my book again! So, I decided to stop talking and start listening for a change. A vision settled in my mind:
I saw a long, modern and very powerful train about to come out of a tunnel to enter an insanely bright light.
- “The end of the tunnel”! Yippee! Lord, we made it!
Sea and divine complicity
I'm still in the forest and warm sunrays caress my face… which is strange since the forecast predicted a cloudy day. I look up and see something amazing: a huge gap splitting the thick layer of clouds just above my path and enlightening it.
The clouds looked like a sea from above, and the parting of its waters lasted the time it took for me to cross the forest. This heavenly breach highlighted my way right to my doorway, it was magical!
- Thanks for the treat, Lord. I loved it …
Last dive
OK, back to work… A friend kindly showed me a couple of syntax adjustments I had to make. So, here I am with my imaginary goggles and snorkel, diving in my book again.
(sea U!)
Last one (if you say so…!)
I've sent my book to still one more person for just another penultimate review. I need to be impartial, ignore laziness, accept big changes if necessary and look at my work with a critical eye. I consult my small and very busy workshop team again and again.
Fruits from the promised land
If you come across me during times like that, you might get the feeling I'm away. Well, it's probably because I am. When reaching the bottom line of something, I always turn things over and over in my mind and wander in my stories, unable to bring them to a close. My mind's dashboard flashes all over the place… and I strive in order to catch the signs and find what could be improved before this book gets to the printer.
Rewards
At the grocers', I came across a mom and her teenage daughter. They told me how my previous books, “Meet me in the forest” volumes 1, 2 and 3, were part of their daily life and how it boosted their faith. It made me so happy, it's so incredibly comforting! I tear up as I'm writing these words and am reminded of it. I'm so grateful… and I tell myself it's definitely worth all the efforts I make.
Just to nail it (in case I hadn't understood yet), there was a cardboard heart in the mailbox this morning. A child had colored it and clumsily penned his name on it to thank me… thank you… I hung it on the wall in the workshop in case it fell from my memory.
OK… I’ve got to go back to my book, so… splash!
If you wish to receive Alain Auderset's newsletter, you can sign up here .[:]"
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The day Romayne wrote to tell me my comics “Conventional Wisdom” had really helped her when she was looking for a change, she also shared some of her old life… and phew! I just can’t believe what some people go through!!
For once, I’ll share a testimony that has nothing to do with me. It's vicious but since it’s going to help a lot of people, here it is...
Witchcraft and clairvoyance
Personally, I like Harry Potter’s fantasy world but I keep things in perspective because IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE REALITY OF WITCHCRAFT!!
Most of the time, we are not aware of the danger of the esotericism that surrounds us. To be obsessed by the topic or not know anything about it are both harmful.
And most of all, when we believe in it, we are not even conscious of the power of Jesus that could dwell in us if we believed in Him.
Here, the mic is all yours, Romayne:
Waking nightmare
My family was in total chaos…
We suffered never ending oppression, were chased by evil spirits and we were all possessed. There was violence, huge unexplainable blockages, failures and hardships in every area of our lives…
We were divided. Every day, evil spirits would manipulate us. We were under their influence. It would occur at specific times and according to a specific agenda.
Shit rescue
With my mother, we used to practice witchcraft in order to protect ourselves from witchcraft… And clairvoyance in order to know what witchcraft was up to and try to free ourselves from it. In the end, it only added to the burden. We were sacrificing ourselves in order to save our family, but the enemy only gained more ground each time. Evil just moved elsewhere whenever a “so-called deliverance” took place. For years, we kept turning in circles, sinking deeper and deeper.
Ultimatum
My mom was really depressed. Chaos at home was such that she asked me to get some help. She was determined to end our lives, my brothers’, mine and hers’ too because she didn’t want to abandon us. Either we made it out together or we died together.
Desperately seeking spiritual first aider
So, I left for college, and I had to be back with a solution before dark.
Basically, we were thinking of trying to find someone with an efficient deliverance method, a healer or whatever. I was looking for two students in particular, who could show me someone knowing God and “accredited” as an exorcist. Because, in spite of all, I was a Catholic believer. In my eyes, there was an unquestioned separation between witchcraft and clairvoyance (I considered clairvoyance as a gift of God to help us out of the works of witchcraft). Anyway, I was completely mixed up, in the grip of a spirit of deception but I was looking for a divine solution, a divine method.
For me, God was the only one who could rescue us from these hopeless situations: all the healers, bonesetters, clairvoyants, shamans, exorcists and priests I saw were completely overwhelmed by our situation. The spiritual enemy was playing around with them just as it was with us. And these people were just making things worse.
The spirit of clairvoyance was telling me to look for a Muslim student. But I had learned to do the opposite of what it was telling me, because I knew that this voice was trying to mislead me, by using either lie or truth*.
Grace
So, I looked for a student named Grace. Once, she had given me her phone number so I could pass her my notes whenever she had classes to catch up. I couldn’t tell her my story face to face because I didn’t really know her. Plus, I was too shy, so I texted her. She told me to meet her in the cafeteria at the end of the class.
I went. She was in a hurry because one of her classes was about to start. She just had time to tell me how she had defeated witchcraft and how she and her family had made it thanks to God. Then in front of me, very naturally, she prayed for 5 minutes for me and my family. Before leaving she gave me the details of a Christian man who, according to her, belonged to a church “that could help me”, better than hers. I had never heard of anyone overcoming witchcraft for good. I always heard about people never pulling through, or if they had, their “method” wasn’t working with us.
Ignorance
The churches I knew, and people in general, didn’t know anything about this dark spirituality. They just thought witches and seers were insane people or just mavericks. However, there were times when we did talk about it with open-minded people, but actually we were the ones teaching them...
In these conditions what kind of help could we have expected from anyone?
Deliverance
On Sunday December 9 2018, with my mom, I went to the church I was told about. For the first time ever, I heard songs of triumph and victory over the enemy.
We waited until the end of the service to see the pastor with whom we had an appointment. He spoke to us a little and asked us to repeat a prayer. At that very moment, I received the Holy Spirit!
Then he said:
- Things are really going to change. You will receive a sign that the Lord has moved, you’ll see!
He said that under the inspiration of the Holy Spirit. We had every reason to doubt because nothing had ever worked before and we had a hard time trusting anyone.
In the car on our way back from church, I felt great joy. I tried to reassure my mom because I knew things were going to be okay. As we were arriving home, I heard a loud voice. It came from heaven and was very close at the same time. It was the voice of someone who had surprisingly always known me and cared about me. It was the voice of the Father (God). It said:
- Your father and your step mother will be saved.
My mother didn’t hear it, but I was shaken... The Lord had struck a sore spot with such authority and gentleness. There was no other way but to believe and surrender. I didn’t know what “to be saved” meant nor that I had received the Holy Spirit but I knew God had seen the wound in my heart, to have left my father in the clutches of witchcraft and not to see him anymore.
To reassure herself mom wanted us to do a session of clairvoyance in the car as we often used to do. But this time I just didn’t want to. I knew we only needed to trust and that was enough to help me speak to her boldly.
Sign
The next day, I went to college. I was thinking about what the pastor had said and I was asking myself questions. Just before entering the classroom, I got a call from my father. I hadn’t spoken to him for over a year and he wasn’t even supposed to have my number... He told me my grandmother had just passed away. It happened to be the day Grace (the Christian student) had prayed… Was it divine judgment?
Death and divine judgment
My grandmother used to kill people through accidents and she sought revenge through witchcraft. She also intended to have me under control, so I would become a witch too and go after my mother and carry on her plans of destruction.
But the day a true born-again Christian prayed for me and my family, God judged her. The word the pastor had said was fulfilled. It was the only sign that could really prove to me my life was going to change, because nothing would have stopped my grandmother! Even while being in ignorance and sin, I had been awaiting a divine judgment over her.
Clairvoyance
Sometimes later I tried to use clairvoyance again without knowing it was really bad. The Holy Spirit got angry and told me I shouldn’t do that anymore. I told Grace I was a clairvoyant. She didn’t blame me but simply prayed for me. Shortly after, the pastor told me how bad it was, and I gave it up as soon as I found out.
During the two years I had spent in college I hadn’t had any friends and I suddenly made two. My mom stopped the clairvoyance sessions she used to do for a living. Little by little, things started matching God’s will and falling into place, concerning me at least. My mother is still on the way.
My stepmother converted to God this morning!! Immediately God showed her the idols in her house... It was very touching and strange to see her saved, because she was bound by occultism… mainly undergoing it, in fact.
A new life is starting for her too.
* It is important to stress that this voice also says true things concerning others. It very well describes the past, the present and even the future. And if the person who is consulting remains in the enemy’s plan for their life, they will end up fulfilling what the spirit of clairvoyance has predicted.
This spirit doesn’t just lie or frighten, it is much more cunning than that. Otherwise, no one would be attracted to it but would rather try to escape it. Instead, it manipulates us with half-truths, saying positive things in order to attract us, and better fool us, and lead us into the bad plans he prepared. Many are addicted to clairvoyance because it reassures them. But the devil who is speaking through the voice of clairvoyance is unable to reassure even though it takes the appearance of light.
Find more of the author’s meditations in his book:
Meet me in the forest.

First 80 pages of volume 1 for free here.
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Quand Romane m'écrit pour me dire que ma BD “conventional Wisdom” (“Idées reçues” en anglais) l’a beaucoup aidée dans ses premiers pas dans une nouvelle vie, elle m’a aussi partagé de l’ancienne...et wow, dingue ce que certains vivent!!
Alors une fois n’est pas coutume, je vous partage un témoignage sans lien direct avec moi. C’est hard-core ! mais bon, ça va en aider plus d’un, alors voilà...
Sorcellerie et voyance
Si perso j’aime bien le monde enchanté d’Harry Potter, ça ne m’empêche pas de faire la part des choses, car "" "ÇA N’A RIEN À VOIR AVEC LA RÉALITÉ du milieu de la sorcellerie!!
Nous ne nous rendons pas souvent compte des dangers de l'ésotérisme qui nous environne. Mais attention, c’est aussi mauvais d’être focalisé sur cette thématique que de ne rien en savoir.
Et surtout, nous ne sommes souvent pas conscients non plus de l'extraordinaire puissance de Jésus qui nous habite, lorsqu’on y croit.
Bref Romane, c’est à toi:
Cauchemar éveillé
C'était le chaos dans ma famille…
Nous avions oppressions sur oppressions, nous étions en danger, poursuivis par des esprits, tous possédés. Il y avait de la violence, d'énormes blocages inexplicables, des échecs et difficultés dans tous les domaines de nos vies...
Nous étions divisés. Pas un seul jour ne passait sans que nous subissions l'influence des esprits mauvais. Cela se réactivait à des heures précises, et selon un calendrier précis.
Secours de merde
Avec ma mère, nous faisions sans le savoir de la sorcellerie pour nous protéger de la sorcellerie... Et de la voyance pour connaître les œuvres de la sorcellerie et tenter de s’en libérer. Ce qui rajoutait des lourdeurs sur le long terme. Nous nous sacrifiions nous-mêmes avec ma mère pour sauver notre famille, mais l'ennemi, à chaque fois, prenait plus de place. Le mal se déplaçait ailleurs à chaque fois que nous avions une "soi-disante délivrance". C'est comme ça que pendant des années nous avons tourné en rond et n’avons fait que de nous enfoncer.
Ultimatum
Ma maman était très déprimée, le chaos à la maison était tel qu’elle m'a dit d'aller chercher de l'aide. Elle était résolue de mettre fin à nos jours, à mes frères, à moi ainsi qu'à elle-même. C’était pour ne pas nous abandonner. Car soit nous nous en sortions ensemble, soit nous mourions ensemble.
Cherche secouriste spirituel désespérement
Je suis donc partie à l'université, et je devais revenir avec une solution avant le soir.
À la base, on pensait trouver quelqu'un qui avait une technique de délivrance qui fonctionne, un guérisseur ou autre. J'ai pensé chercher deux étudiants en particulier, pour qu’ils m'aiguillent vers quelqu'un qui connaît Dieu et qui use d’une pratique "légale" d’exorcisme. Car malgré tout, j'étais croyante catholique. Pour moi, il y avait une séparation nette entre la sorcellerie et la voyance (je considérais la voyance comme étant un don de Dieu qui fait du bien et qui permettrait de nous sortir des œuvres de la sorcellerie). Bref, j'étais dans la confusion, en proie à un esprit d'erreur, mais je cherchais une solution divine, une technique divine.
Pour moi, Dieu était le seul être capable de nous sortir de ces situations impossibles : les guérisseurs, rebouteux, voyants, chamans, exorcistes, prêtres que j'avais vu passer étaient trop dépassés par notre situation. L'ennemi spirituel se jouait d'eux comme de nous-mêmes. Ces gens ne faisaient que rajouter du négatif à notre situation.
L'esprit de voyance me disait d'aller chercher un étudiant musulman. Mais j'avais appris à faire le contraire de ce que cet esprit me disait, car je savais que cette voix cherchait à me tromper que ce soit par le mensonge ou la vérité*.
Grâce
Je suis donc allée chercher une étudiante chrétienne du nom de Grâce. Elle m'avait une fois laissé son numéro pour que je puisse lui passer mes cours afin de les rattraper. Je ne la connaissais pas. Trop timide pour oser aller lui raconter mon histoire de vive voix, je lui ai envoyé un sms. Elle m'a alors proposé de la rejoindre à la cafétéria en fin de cours.
Je l'ai rejointe. Elle était pressée par un cours sur le point de commencer. Elle a juste eu le temps de me raconter qu'elle avait vaincu les œuvres de la sorcellerie, qu'elle et les siens s'en étaient sortis grâce à Dieu. Puis, naturellement, elle a prié 5mn devant moi, pour ma famille et moi.
Avant de me quitter, elle m'a donné les coordonnées d'un frère qui, selon elle, était dans une église "qui pouvait m'aider" plus que la sienne. C'était la première fois de ma vie que j'entendais parler de quelqu'un qui avait définitivement vaincu les œuvres de la sorcellerie. J'entendais toujours des témoignages de gens liés qui ne s'en sortaient jamais, ou s’ils y arrivaient, leurs "techniques" ne fonctionnaient pas sur nous.
Ignorance
Les églises que je connaissais, et la culture française en général, ignoraient l'existence de cette sombre spiritualité. Considérant les sorciers et voyants comme des fous, ou des marginaux. Il arrivait néanmoins de pouvoir en parler avec des gens ouverts, mais c'est plus souvent nous qui les instruisions sans le vouloir.
Quelle aide aurions-nous pu espérer dans de telles conditions?
Libération
Le dimanche 9 décembre 2018, je suis allée avec ma maman à l’église conseillée. J’y ai entendu, pour la première fois de ma vie, des chants de triomphe, de victoire contre l'ennemi.
Nous avons attendu jusqu'à la fin du culte pour voir le pasteur. Nous avions pris rendez-vous. Il nous a parlé un peu et nous a demandé de répéter une prière. A ce moment, j'ai reçu le Saint Esprit!
Puis il a dit:
- Les choses vont vraiment changer. Vous aurez un signe que le Seigneur a vraiment agi demain, vous verrez!
Il a dit ça sous l'inspiration du Saint Esprit, car nous avions toutes les raisons de douter, rien n'avait jamais marché et nous avions du mal à faire confiance. Dans la voiture, en rentrant de l'église, je sentais une joie immense. J'essayais de rassurer ma maman car j'avais l'assurance que ça allait aller. Puis en arrivant près de chez moi, j'ai entendu une grande voix venant du Ciel, mais en même temps aussi toute proche de moi. Une voix qui m'avait toujours connue et suivie à mon grand étonnement. C'était la voix du Père (Dieu) qui disait:
- Ton père et ta belle-mère seront sauvés.
Ma mère ne l'a pas entendue, mais j'ai été très bouleversée... Parce que le Seigneur venait de toucher un point sensible et que cette voix était remplie d'autorité et à la fois de douceur. On ne pouvait qu'y croire et s'y soumettre. Je ne savais pas ce que signifie "être sauvé", ni même que j'avais reçu le Saint Esprit, mais je savais que Dieu voyait la déchirure dans mon cœur, d'avoir laissé mon père aux griffes de la sorcellerie et de ne plus le voir.
Maman voulait qu'on fasse une séance de voyance dans la voiture pour se rassurer, comme on faisait souvent. Mais là, je ne voulais pas vraiment, je savais juste qu'il fallait faire confiance et cela me suffisait pour lui parler avec assurance.
Signe
Le lendemain, je suis allée à l'université. Je me souvenais de la parole du pasteur la veille et me posais des questions. Juste avant de rentrer en classe l'après-midi, j'ai reçu un appel de mon père que je n'avais pas entendu depuis 1 an et demi environ et qui n'était même pas censé avoir mon numéro de téléphone... Il me dit que ma grand-mère, qui était une sorcière de haut niveau, était décédée. Il s'est avéré que c'était le jour de la prière de Grâce, l'étudiante chrétienne... Etait-ce un jugement divin?
Mort et jugement divin
Ma grand-mère faisait des morts d'accidents et cherchait à se venger au travers de la sorcellerie. Elle avait aussi l’intention de me mettre sous emprise pour que je sois sorcière à mon tour, pour qu’ainsi je m'en prenne à ma mère et que je continue son travail de destruction.
Mais le jour où une vraie chrétienne, née de nouveau, a prié pour ma famille et moi, Dieu l'a jugée. La parole que le pasteur avait dite la veille s'est accomplie. C'était le seul signe qui pouvait me montrer que ma vie allait changer, car ma grand-mère ne se serait arrêtée pour rien au monde! Même si j'étais dans l'ignorance et dans le péché, loin de l'amour de Dieu, j'attendais depuis longtemps un jugement divin sur ma grand-mère.
Voyance
Par la suite j'ai réessayé la voyance sans savoir que c'était vraiment mauvais. Le Saint Esprit s'est fâché et m'a dit qu'il ne fallait plus le faire. J'ai ensuite dit à Grâce que j'étais voyante. Elle a prié pour moi sans rien me reprocher. Peu de temps après, le pasteur m'a averti que c'était mauvais. J'ai abandonné cette pratique dès que j'ai su.
Depuis deux ans, je n'avais aucun ami, j'ai eu soudainement 2 amies à l'université. Ma mère a arrêté son travail de voyante. Petit à petit les choses sont allées vers la volonté de Dieu pour rentrer dans l’ordre, me concernant en tout cas. Ma mère est encore en chemin.
Ma belle-mère, elle, s'est convertie ce matin!! Dieu a tout de suite commencé à lui faire prendre conscience des idoles dans sa maison... C'est très émouvant et étrange de la voir sauvée, je rends grâce au Seigneur pour cela, car elle était dans des liens occultes aussi, les subissant surtout.
Une nouvelle vie commence pour elle aussi.
*Mais il est important de souligner que cette voix disait aussi des choses vraies pour les autres. Elle décrivait très bien le passé, le présent et même le futur. Si la personne qui consultait restait dans les plans de l'ennemi pour sa vie, elle finissait par vivre ce que l'esprit de voyance prévoyait.
Cet esprit ne fait pas que mentir ou effrayer, il est plus rusé que cela. Car sinon les gens n'auraient aucun intérêt pour la voyance, et chercheraient plutôt à s'en délivrer.Mais il nous manipule avec des semi-vérités, nous disant des choses positives et vraies pour nous attirer, et mieux nous tromper, nous conduire à de mauvais plans qu'il a lui-même prévus.
Bien des gens sont accros à la voyance, car cela les rassure. Mais le diable, caché derrière la voix de la voyance, est incapable de rassurer, cependant il prend l'apparence de la lumière...
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The day Romayne wrote to tell me my comics “Conventional Wisdom” had really helped her when she was looking for a change, she also shared some of her old life… and phew! I just can’t believe what some people go through!!
For once, I’ll share a testimony that has nothing to do with me. It's vicious but since it’s going to help a lot of people, here it is...
Witchcraft and clairvoyance
Personally, I like Harry Potter’s fantasy world but I keep things in perspective because IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE REALITY OF WITCHCRAFT!!
Most of the time, we are not aware of the danger of the esotericism that surrounds us. To be obsessed by the topic or not know anything about it are both harmful.
And most of all, when we believe in it, we are not even conscious of the power of Jesus that could dwell in us if we believed in Him.
Here, the mic is all yours, Romayne:
Waking nightmare
My family was in total chaos…
We suffered never ending oppression, were chased by evil spirits and we were all possessed. There was violence, huge unexplainable blockages, failures and hardships in every area of our lives…
We were divided. Every day, evil spirits would manipulate us. We were under their influence. It would occur at specific times and according to a specific agenda.
Shit rescue
With my mother, we used to practice witchcraft in order to protect ourselves from witchcraft… And clairvoyance in order to know what witchcraft was up to and try to free ourselves from it. In the end, it only added to the burden. We were sacrificing ourselves in order to save our family, but the enemy only gained more ground each time. Evil just moved elsewhere whenever a “so-called deliverance” took place. For years, we kept turning in circles, sinking deeper and deeper.
Ultimatum
My mom was really depressed. Chaos at home was such that she asked me to get some help. She was determined to end our lives, my brothers’, mine and hers’ too because she didn’t want to abandon us. Either we made it out together or we died together.
Desperately seeking spiritual first aider
So, I left for college, and I had to be back with a solution before dark.
Basically, we were thinking of trying to find someone with an efficient deliverance method, a healer or whatever. I was looking for two students in particular, who could show me someone knowing God and “accredited” as an exorcist. Because, in spite of all, I was a Catholic believer. In my eyes, there was an unquestioned separation between witchcraft and clairvoyance (I considered clairvoyance as a gift of God to help us out of the works of witchcraft). Anyway, I was completely mixed up, in the grip of a spirit of deception but I was looking for a divine solution, a divine method.
For me, God was the only one who could rescue us from these hopeless situations: all the healers, bonesetters, clairvoyants, shamans, exorcists and priests I saw were completely overwhelmed by our situation. The spiritual enemy was playing around with them just as it was with us. And these people were just making things worse.
The spirit of clairvoyance was telling me to look for a Muslim student. But I had learned to do the opposite of what it was telling me, because I knew that this voice was trying to mislead me, by using either lie or truth*.
Grace
So, I looked for a student named Grace. Once, she had given me her phone number so I could pass her my notes whenever she had classes to catch up. I couldn’t tell her my story face to face because I didn’t really know her. Plus, I was too shy, so I texted her. She told me to meet her in the cafeteria at the end of the class.
I went. She was in a hurry because one of her classes was about to start. She just had time to tell me how she had defeated witchcraft and how she and her family had made it thanks to God. Then in front of me, very naturally, she prayed for 5 minutes for me and my family. Before leaving she gave me the details of a Christian man who, according to her, belonged to a church “that could help me”, better than hers. I had never heard of anyone overcoming witchcraft for good. I always heard about people never pulling through, or if they had, their “method” wasn’t working with us.
Ignorance
The churches I knew, and people in general, didn’t know anything about this dark spirituality. They just thought witches and seers were insane people or just mavericks. However, there were times when we did talk about it with open-minded people, but actually we were the ones teaching them...
In these conditions what kind of help could we have expected from anyone?
Deliverance
On Sunday December 9 2018, with my mom, I went to the church I was told about. For the first time ever, I heard songs of triumph and victory over the enemy.
We waited until the end of the service to see the pastor with whom we had an appointment. He spoke to us a little and asked us to repeat a prayer. At that very moment, I received the Holy Spirit!
Then he said:
- Things are really going to change. You will receive a sign that the Lord has moved, you’ll see!
He said that under the inspiration of the Holy Spirit. We had every reason to doubt because nothing had ever worked before and we had a hard time trusting anyone.
In the car on our way back from church, I felt great joy. I tried to reassure my mom because I knew things were going to be okay. As we were arriving home, I heard a loud voice. It came from heaven and was very close at the same time. It was the voice of someone who had surprisingly always known me and cared about me. It was the voice of the Father (God). It said:
- Your father and your step mother will be saved.
My mother didn’t hear it, but I was shaken... The Lord had struck a sore spot with such authority and gentleness. There was no other way but to believe and surrender. I didn’t know what “to be saved” meant nor that I had received the Holy Spirit but I knew God had seen the wound in my heart, to have left my father in the clutches of witchcraft and not to see him anymore.
To reassure herself mom wanted us to do a session of clairvoyance in the car as we often used to do. But this time I just didn’t want to. I knew we only needed to trust and that was enough to help me speak to her boldly.
Sign
The next day, I went to college. I was thinking about what the pastor had said and I was asking myself questions. Just before entering the classroom, I got a call from my father. I hadn’t spoken to him for over a year and he wasn’t even supposed to have my number... He told me my grandmother had just passed away. It happened to be the day Grace (the Christian student) had prayed… Was it divine judgment?
Death and divine judgment
My grandmother used to kill people through accidents and she sought revenge through witchcraft. She also intended to have me under control, so I would become a witch too and go after my mother and carry on her plans of destruction.
But the day a true born-again Christian prayed for me and my family, God judged her. The word the pastor had said was fulfilled. It was the only sign that could really prove to me my life was going to change, because nothing would have stopped my grandmother! Even while being in ignorance and sin, I had been awaiting a divine judgment over her.
Clairvoyance
Sometimes later I tried to use clairvoyance again without knowing it was really bad. The Holy Spirit got angry and told me I shouldn’t do that anymore. I told Grace I was a clairvoyant. She didn’t blame me but simply prayed for me. Shortly after, the pastor told me how bad it was, and I gave it up as soon as I found out.
During the two years I had spent in college I hadn’t had any friends and I suddenly made two. My mom stopped the clairvoyance sessions she used to do for a living. Little by little, things started matching God’s will and falling into place, concerning me at least. My mother is still on the way.
My stepmother converted to God this morning!! Immediately God showed her the idols in her house... It was very touching and strange to see her saved, because she was bound by occultism… mainly undergoing it, in fact.
A new life is starting for her too.
* It is important to stress that this voice also says true things concerning others. It very well describes the past, the present and even the future. And if the person who is consulting remains in the enemy’s plan for their life, they will end up fulfilling what the spirit of clairvoyance has predicted.
This spirit doesn’t just lie or frighten, it is much more cunning than that. Otherwise, no one would be attracted to it but would rather try to escape it. Instead, it manipulates us with half-truths, saying positive things in order to attract us, and better fool us, and lead us into the bad plans he prepared. Many are addicted to clairvoyance because it reassures them. But the devil who is speaking through the voice of clairvoyance is unable to reassure even though it takes the appearance of light.
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