than a kind of a hoax or sect event. But I eventually registered out of curiosity mixed with great skepticism. And so I showed up at the indicated time and venue, determined to be constantly on the alert, and not to let myself be influenced by anything that might happen.

Staying away from the “Lecturer” at what I considered to be a safe distance of some 20 feet, I was surprised when he invited me to “feel” the energies that, he said, I was going to be filled with. The surprise of being selected turned into astonishment when I did feel powerful energies flow within my body and started experiencing indescribable sensations that I had only read about. The astonishment then turned into a form of ecstasy when I actually intensely lived the “Rise of Kundalini” that many human beings long to personally experience. The authenticity of the event—lived in full consciousness, unprepared—convinced me on the spot to follow his teaching methods.

Over the last ten years, I have seen Serge’s work many times, accomplishing more and more beautiful things energetically. However, he has always remained quite humble and discreet despite his numerous stunning achievements. With him, I have lived—as well as a few others fortunate to know him and to have benefited from his help—many extraordinary experiences.

The lessons learned during this past decade are many. All I can say is that initiatory teaching (and learning) is not easy. A person like him is not a "friend." Staying close to a highly spiritual human being like Serge is extremely trying and rapidly unbearable, as his relentless search for the Truth is without mercy. His approach is no different whether you are an average and shy person or an apparently self-assured CEO. When you meet him, he will be the mirror of your inner self and will break down to the most basic everything that you are. There are things he cannot reveal to you if you are not sufficiently prepared. He must wait for you to be reasonably ready to hear them. But even if you are ready, you may still have great difficulties accepting what he has to say. Your ego will try very hard to convince you that he is responsible for your failures, as everyone—as could be expected—reacts emotionally to his guidance. Yet you will soon realize that you are always wrong, and that he is always right. Unlike a spiritual master, who will compliment and encourage his followers, he is a true master who will subtly (and not so subtly) force you to examine and face your deep, inner self. No small challenge to any serious seeker of perfection! It is hard work, but the rewards are eventually there for you.

To conclude, all I want to say is: Thank you Serge for having had the patience to train me and help me in my own search for the Truth.

Paris, August 2002

What did he look like? What kind of human being was he? What kind of voice did he have? What could I expect to hear? What would he say to me? And of course, what would I say to him? What would I feel? Given the very little time that could probably be spent in his presence, what could I possibly ask him to make the most of that brief moment? What would the best question be? What would we then talk about? What topic could also be spontaneously discussed? There were a lot of “what about this, what about that…?” in my head.

Over the months, I felt the urge growing. I was curious, perplexed, and, admittedly, a bit anxious too. Then suddenly, the opportunity happened in mid 2002, while I was in Paris for a few days. I found myself restless, yet paradoxically totally at peace.

The evening before the meeting, one of his associates had given me a little warning. I was advised that the encounter could turn out to be either a very pleasant experience or a very unpleasant one. It would all depend on the kind of energies I would irradiate. Serge would feel and see them immediately. His behavior and reaction to my presence would be nothing more / nothing less than the mere reflection of the energies radiating from my inner “I.” I remember saying that I was at peace, confident, feeling like a patient going to see a trusted doctor. I thus had no apprehension about it.

We had agreed to a breakfast “rendezvous” in a popular Café close to the Opera. When I got there, I saw a quiet, self-assured yet very humble man, wearing a baseball cap, casual clothes and big reading glasses. I was surprised. I did not expect him to be so casual.

After the initial introduction, I became so attentive to every word being said around the table that all the questions I had thought of asking for so many weeks suddenly vanished. I could not think of any. What was left was only an intense desire to listen, to absorb the energy of his words, to learn all that I could in as little time as possible, just as an avid student attending a private seminar.

A private seminar—that’s essentially what my meeting with him turned out to be—an informal but intense initiatory lecture on God, Light, Truth, Love, Reincarnation and Eternal Life. I was blessed to have such privilege. I admit not being able to recall the details of the “lecture.” But I do remember intensely the positive energies that all the words I heard gave me. There were also moments of loose talk, laughter and seemingly banal reflections, but these hid some more profound truth behind the apparent lightness of the conversation.

What impressed me most about Serge was the disarming simplicity and great humility of the human being sitting in front of me.

When it was over, I remained there a few minutes, reflecting not only about the ephemeral nature of the event, but also about its profound, long-lasting effects on my spiritual quest for perfection. Walking away from the Café, I had a feeling of extreme lightness. For sure, the energy I had absorbed had carried me up one full flight of stairs in my quest for Divine Light.

New York, 4 July 2002