PARIS — Michel Chiron was a simple educator in an institute for the
mentally disabled in central France and led an uneventful life. In the
1980s, boredom and a love disappointment led him to participate in
spiritualist séances with some colleagues.
The Catholic education he received in his childhood had been swept away
by the cultural revolution of May 1968, and he proudly described
himself as an atheist. However, as he started such practices in order
to “have fun,” without believing in their effects, Chiron saw, with
great astonishment, the pedestal table turn and the spirits communicate
coherent messages through Scrabble letters.
A decade later, it is with a darker state of mind that he
appealed to the same spirits again, alone, in search for answers
regarding his romantic life. It was a step that will cost him dearly,
as it enabled demonic spirits to take possession of his body and to
torment him day and night for more than nine months.
In this interview with the Register, Chiron gives a chilling account of
this authentic trip to hell — from which he came back, thanks to his
return to the faith. Such a story is told in the newly published book
J’étais Possédé (“I Was Possessed”).
Prefaced by Father Jean-Baptiste Golfier, a prominent expert in the
field of exorcism and demonic possession, this book also provides a
warning against the deleterious and unknown effects of occult
practices, more and more popular in Western societies.
You claim to have
been possessed by several demons 25 years ago. How did everything begin?
It was in 1993. I had recently been divorced. I had a free life, but I
was feeling very lonely. I hoped I could start over. I didn’t want to
grow old this way, so one day, I decided to ask questions to a pendulum
with Scrabble letters.
When I did it with my colleagues 10 years earlier, we couldn’t get
interesting answers. But I felt it was different this time. I was far
more serious, and I was looking for answers to my questions and
miseries. I wrote down the words, which were coherent but didn’t answer
my deep questions about my emotional life. I was in desperate need of
help. For about 10 days, every day after work, I tried to get some
answers. I was impressed by the idea of an openness to the hereafter.
But one day, the letters said: “Now, we won’t need the pendulum
anymore. We will talk to you directly, from inside you.” And I
immediately heard weird voices coming from my head, from my chest and
throat. They wanted to show me they could totally control me. At some
point, they said, “It is the devil speaking.” I was so afraid. I
trashed the pendulum right away and went immediately to bed. I slept
like a brick. When I woke up, they started playing with me. “Yesterday
we scared you, but now we will tell you the truth,” they said.
How many were they?
And what was that “truth” they wanted to tell you?
I don’t know how many spirits were inside me, but they were definitely
an impressive number. They said they were sent by their “king” and
described themselves as part of the “first kingdom.” There was a
hierarchy. At the beginning, they described themselves as spirits of
anterior lives and not as demons, of course. I asked them many
questions, especially how they were formed. We had a dialogue. They
said: “You don’t know that, but we are made of ions, of particles.”
They also told me things about my life and childhood, things I totally
forgot. They had a full access to my brain and memory.
Don’t you think that
your distress may have contributed to making you more prone to
possession, or even to hallucinations? Were the voices distinct enough?
Didn’t you believe that you could have had a kind of split personality?
No, absolutely not. My mind was clear, but it is obvious that the
demons were already there. The devil is interested in every person,
especially the most fragile, those who are going through difficult
times. It can also happen to people who have faith, as we can see in
the cases of pedophilia. The demonic aspect is here. But these people
are responsible for their actions because they failed taking weapons
against these demonic attacks, like the practice of prayer and virtue,
just like me when I gave up my faith in the 1970s.
How was their voice
They had very clear voices. But I noticed they had no sense of humor at
all. They just sounded like strict teachers, because they claimed to
have knowledge and spoke with authority.
Did they explain
what they wanted with you?
They said their program was to transform me so that I could have
“potentialities.” Such potentialities were clearly diabolical, but I
didn’t know that at that time. They said I had been chosen for that. It
was crazy. They said that such potentialities were meant to help me
bring more people to their king.
How did they show
their power to you?
For instance, they would ask me to hold a card deck, and they would
always guess which card I was about to pick. Then, after about 10 days,
it became worse. The real nightmare began. They began making me stick
out my tongue, and there was nothing I could do. The first time they
did it, it lasted more than 30 minutes. And I felt tingling sensations
in my head, just like thousands of ants trying to bite me. They really
tormented me. One day, while I was eating, my palate started bleeding.
I couldn’t eat, it was so painful, and I couldn’t eat anything tough.
For about a week, I couldn’t eat anything but soft food.
Some nights, I woke up with terrible backaches — it burnt so bad. They
said these trials were meant to purify and strengthen me.
Then they made me drink water. A lot of water. Perhaps more than 15
liters a day. They said that it was what would enable me to have
“potentialities.” I’ve been told later that it could be very dangerous
for the body to drink too much water, but my body resisted. Water gave
them strength, a kind of electric strength. I gave them power by
drinking; hydrogen gave them power. I believe there is something
scientific behind this.
They also told me they would change my face and that I would rediscover
new youth. They even tried to make me believe that I would become
immortal. One day, they told me to put my fingers on my facial bones,
and all of a sudden, my bones became soft, especially my chin. It was
incredibly scary. The following morning, everything was back to normal.
Were you able to
work during these nine months? How did you manage your relationships
I did work the whole time. When I was in presence of other people, they
kept quiet, most of the time.
Did they ever talk
Yes, they did. They told me he did exist in the past but that he should
be forgotten, as nowadays human beings no longer needed him. They even
said that he was with their king now. They also attacked Jesus by
putting him in the same basket as Buddha or Allah, etc., saying they
were only parts of history, irrevocably behind us. But they spoke often
about the Virgin Mary, naming her “The Woman,” but it is only later
that I understood who they were referring to. They were very scared of
In your book, you
say that you maintained a free will the whole time, even though the
devil took possession of your body. How do you explain that?
The fact that I didn’t commit suicide during this nightmare was the
fruit of my own will, as the demons wanted me to do so at some point.
But my body was prisoner during the whole possession. My thought was
somewhat free, but they had access to my thoughts and tried to
manipulate them. They also tried to make me leave my own body … but
they failed. They couldn’t do what they wanted with me. They couldn’t
possess my soul. Obviously, some limits were put to them, but I didn’t
know where such a protection was coming from. I understood later, after
my conversion, that it was the Virgin Mary and my mother, who died
years before this demonic attack.
Have you ever felt
they were capable of killing you?
The demons cannot kill humans directly. But they can make you want to
die. And it happened to me. At some point, they understood they
couldn’t really use me to serve their agenda. I wanted to make them
stop. I remember I even banged my head against the wall so that they
would stop talking to me.
Can you tell me more
about the turning point that made you fight against these demons?
I got more and more angry. I went three times on the edge of a
railroad. I didn’t really want to die; it was more a way to test them.
Oddly, they stopped talking to me when I was doing this.
One day, though, it just became too much. It was on the New Year’s Eve.
I was so desperate that I took a bottle of surgical alcohol and opened
the gas in my kitchen. But I quickly had a kind of jolt. I said: “No,
you don’t want to die. You have children, and you must resist.” I
immediately decided to go and see a doctor to ask a work stoppage and
thought I should see a priest. I didn’t really know why I was thinking
to see a priest, but I was deeply convinced it was what I was supposed
to do. I wasn’t very aware of the fact that I was possessed, but I knew
I was in deep trouble.
The most incredible fact is that the demons heard my thoughts and
suddenly told me they lied to me and that God existed.
How did you react?
Not very well. Initially, I wasn’t very pleased to hear that, as I had
gone so far in sin. It was such a shock. So, I thought that if God
existed, then the entities within me necessarily belonged to the devil.
This is how I understood I had to see an exorcist. And I started to
pray. It was so difficult at the beginning, as I wasn’t used to it;
even in my childhood, when I received a Catholic education, we weren’t
really taught how to pray. But I quickly found prayers and realized it
was not so difficult. In fact, I couldn’t stop praying. It was like
running water. I had a kind of effusion of the spirit, thanks to the
Holy Spirit. It showed the demons the power of God, his mercy! So, it
silenced them. It was such a relief, such a revelation.
The day after, I called the exorcist of my diocese in Loir-et-Cher
(Centre-Val de Loire region), Father André Farcet.
Did you feel any
sign of internal resistance when the priest performed the exorcism?
Not at all. Usually there is resistance when the soul is prisoner,
which wasn’t my case. Their power was due to their number.
Did you notice any
reaction from the demons during the exorcism?
They kept saying that they got robbed the whole time. And they repeated
it was all “The Woman’s” fault. I understood that “The Woman” referred
to the Virgin Mary, as I was doing Rosaries and praying many Hail Marys
every day. She was their ordeal. They were afraid of her, as well as
“the cauldron.” I found this word very funny; they didn’t mention hell,
but [called it] the cauldron. The demons took power over me, but the
situation changed, and I finally took power over them.
Did the exorcist
eliminate all of them all at once?
He only removed the biggest demons. They disappeared. But a few demons
stayed, and it took quite a lot of time to totally eradicate their
voice inside me. One day, as I was simply shaving in my bathroom, I got
a lightning flash of the Virgin Mary. She appeared inside me. I
couldn’t even think; the image took all of my body. She was infinitely
beautiful; she had pretty dark skin and wore very colorful veils. Then
another image appeared, without any rupture between the two images — it
was like a crossfade. The second image was my mother. She was dressed
all in white; she looked very young and was all smiles. This is when I
understood how I was saved. The remaining demons didn’t leave right
away, but were even more fearful of “The Woman,” without ever
pronouncing her real name. The full and definitive liberation happened
in Lourdes, a few years later, where I deeply felt that Mary, my Mother
in heaven, was welcoming me with open arms.
You finished the
book by quoting a prayer to St. Joseph. Why him?
Simply because the Prayer to St. Joseph is one of my favorite prayers.
I pray a lot with saints today. I wake up every morning at 4:30am and
start praying to the saints to which I am close. I start with the Holy
Spirit and continue with the Virgin Mary, then St. Joseph, St. Padre
Pio and St. Michael the Archangel. I feel very close to St. Margaret
Mary and St. André of Montreal, as well.
Today, I feel fully protected and couldn’t be happier; this is why I
accepted to share my testimony. I’ve never had the idea of writing a
book, but I do have a blog in which I publish stories about my
experience; and a Catholic journalist noticed it and showed his
interest. This is how the idea of the book was born. I am happy to
share the treasure I received with as many people as possible, and I
hope it can help them.