Thanks to the translation by Fabien Cheslet, I will tell you my "story"
about the Mahikari sect.
I was an active member of this sect from July 1986 to December 1995.
Like many members, I entered the sect because of medical problems. Till
1989, everything "was right", but I had not realised to what extent I
was manipulated. I had, for example, stopped working in order to better
follow the teachings and be more available for the organisation...
In October 1988, my husband had heart trouble and took medical advice
with a cardiologist. During the medical tests, the doctor told my
husband he had to go urgently to hospital to undergo more extensive
tests, and probably surgery, in order to avoid an infarction.
Directly after talking with the doctor and before going to hospital,
we went with our 13-year-old son to the Mahikari Center of Verviers to
meet the leader and ask her advice, so that we could apply the teachings
in a correct way. It was indeed of primary importance to leave
everything in God's hands and accept his will!
During this interview, Miss A.K. firmly advised us against
going to hospital because, she said, it was for financial reasons that
physicians were doing medical tests. Moreover, my husband would be given
drugs which would be seriously harmful for his health, as medicine is a
synonym for poison, both for the body and mind.
So my husband, who did not want to disappoint me in the faith I had
in the teachings, did not go to hospital. Yet, I would have agreed for
him to go there, but I was extremely frightened by the possible
At that moment, I significantly increased my activities in the Center
and months went by without mentioning the problem.
My son became a member and when he and my husband could not go to the
Center, they gave Light to each other.
As far as I am concerned, I was convinced that everything was well
and, as the leader had said, God was taking care of us and nothing could
August 17 1989 was my birthday. At around 4 pm I called my husband
in his office to propose to him some projects for the evening. He replied
he was quite exhausted and there would be time to think of it when he came
He came back with our son at around 5.45 pm. After he passed the
flat door, he suddenly felt faint and dropped the flowers and his
suitcase from his hands. I rushed to him and took him to the living
room, on the sofa. I immediately called the Mahikari leader to ask what to do. My
husband could not breathe and he was unable to tell me what he felt as he
During the phone call, my husband was getting increasingly ill. I
hung up and it was only then that I called a doctor. During all that time, my
son and a friend were giving him Light.
When the doctor came, he made me call a resuscitation ambulance and
gave my husband an injection to sustain his heart and liquefy his blood. At
a moment, just before the arrival of the ambulance, my husband looked at
us, me and my son, and clearly said these words : "It is the
end". I did not believe it, because he had not ceased receiving
Light from three people in the same time. It was only a simple faint, and
with a lot of love and tenderness, I shook my head and gave him a big
Alas, as soon as he arrived in hospital, my husband died. Then
the doctor told me that if my husband had had correct medical care in
time, he would certainly be alive. At that moment and long after, I
thought he was mistaken, because my leader had told me again and again that I
had to thank God, because my husband, by dying in such a brutal way, had
compensated for a lot of errors made in previous lives. Thanks to this
fact, our family would have a lot of happiness. And I believed her!
After that, I got increasingly involved in the movement. I went to
all the meetings in Belgium and Luxembourg, I took part in all seminars and
lectures, and all possible ceremonies (3 per month). I did not realise I
was neglecting my son who was completely left to drift. He did not
believe a word of what they said. He wanted to get revenge at all costs,
considering they had "assassinated" his father and that
someone had to pay for it. We could not talk to one another, because I
lived "in another world" called Mahikari and nothing else
Years were going by not so happily, as I suffered a lot from this
situation. I began to feel guilty. I thought I was responsible for my
husband's death and I had increasing doubts about the truth of the
In September 1993, unfortunately, I fell on the Center's stairs and
broke my arm. Then, the leader completely rejected me. She expelled me
from the group that was making flower arrangements for the altar. She
put me "in quarantine", just because, in members' eyes, this
fall in front of God's altar meant God was punishing me for my bad
"Sonen" (innermost attitude). Moreover, I was not a good
example for those going to the Center.
I felt "guilty" about something (I did not know of what) and I
got out of it with a lot of difficulties, trying to stay involved the
best I could. But, my heart was no longer in it. I was frightened to
death, I felt guilty. Besides, I began to have a lot of doubts. My
oldest son asked me not to get involved in such a way, because, anyway,
I was still alone to face my numerous problems. I did not receive any
comforting words from the leaders or the members of the association. Far
from it, they told me I had to thank God and ask Him to send me more
"purifications", as it was a sign He was taking care of me and
In late 1994, I was told that I probably had bone cancer, but, refusing to
undergo the tests, I was not sure of it. I could not go up the Mahikari Center stairs
any more or get on my knees. When I got up in the morning, I had a lot of
difficulties putting my feet on the ground. So, as I was responsible for
the morning turn at the center, I was not reliable any more in my
"service" from 6.30 to 7.00 am. As I could not get on my knees
any more, I was unable to lead the opening prayers, or any other
Then, overnight, without any warning, I was replaced. After this,
they made me feel guilty as much as they could. I can say that they dropped me down
like an old rag, as we say in French.
I must also add to this account my experience in the financial
When I stopped working, I was highly surprised that my employer gave
me a huge allowance. At that moment, they were restoring the Castle of
Ansembourg in Luxembourg which was to become the Mahikari headquarters for Europe
and Africa. A large scale operation!
As I could not get this amount without giving a part of it to
"God" via the movement, I was advised to make an important
donation for the restoring works. So I gave 150,000 Belgian francs (+/-
$6,000 AUD). To balance it, I gave 75,000 francs to the Dojo of Belgium
and 75,000 francs to the Center of Verviers. In all, I gave 300,000
francs (I must admit here that my husband did not completely agree, but
as it was money I had earned (!) personally, he let me do it). This was in
After the death of my husband, I made unconsidered
"offerings", as I was so frightened that my husband was suffering
in "the other world". The amount was sometimes, and even very
often, as high as 8,000 francs a week and this, during almost one year.
In 1991, the Treasury Administration reimbursed me 338,000 francs,
an amount I of course gave immediately to the association.
I only mention the most important "offerings". I cannot
evaluate the amount given for courses, travels, seminars, etc. And it
had to happen...
When my older son got married, I had to take a loan, because, without
realising it, I had exhausted almost all my capital! I also had to stop
my life insurance to recover the sum I had given. But this was not so
serious, because we should not have attachment to material goods and,
anyway, the cataclysms were about to come and I was going to loose
After all these unhappy experiences, I could progressively leave the
movement, and was able to abandon it completely in late 1995, helped by
How did I get out of it? Completely destroyed. I had no more
personality, I was unable to make the distinction between truth and lies,
who was right or wrong. I felt guilty for everything.
I was extremely frightened, expecting the wrath of heaven to fall on
my head! Each time I had a little problem, I wondered if they were not
right, if Mahikari teachings were not true. I did not know exactly where
Then, one of my sisters advised me to go to a psychiatrist, who found
I was completely empty of all energy and needed a lot of rest. Moreover,
he told me I had really been brainwashed, before being indoctrinated.
Then, he did everything to give me back a kind of serenity, as well as
a correct view of life. It was necessary for me to find my personality
again and act according to my own will. It was no easy thing.
What helped me so much was the help Fabien and his parents gave me
when they discovered the truth about Mahikari. This family had also worked
a lot in the organisation but had kept its balance. I immediately trusted
them, because such people could not invent things. If they left the
movement, I was convinced their reasons were right.
Now, what I wish for most would be to do something for those who, like
me, have suffered enormously, and for those who could be attracted by the
"octopus" Mahikari really is.
Although this account is quite long, I have a lot of
other things to tell, but I hope this has helped you.