Vatican – My Father’s Account

So many are looking at Vatican now.  Yes, Vatican is in the news again with its election of a new pope.  Many are watching the circus as the church tries to call back its lost supporters and victims.  There are changes needed!

When you see the paintings in Vatican by the great Leonardo da Vinci, know that he was told by Vatican what to paint.  You can see a great array of naked or near naked people or angels, as they were portrayed. There are males in abundance but not too many females.

I will share my father’s experience.  He was an ordained Jesuit priest by the age of 17 but left the priesthood.  He had been born into a very Catholic family where uncles and great uncles were cardinals and bishops.  His mother was buried in white nun’s clothing and her embalmed body can still be viewed.  His family’s money was used to build a cathedral in Tilburg. They furbished the graveyard there with life-sized carved statues.   In St. Jan Cathedral, Den Bosch, his cardinal and bishop relations are buried under the floor and in the walls, dating even as far back at the 1400s.

I have no lack of insight into what Vatican is all about.  Women were abused as nuns as I was told by those I rescued from nervous breakdowns, torture and suffering.   My grandmother was coerced into becoming a nun.  She was told she had to atone for my father leaving the priesthood and most of all for having married a First Nations’ Mi’Kmaq princess, who was victim of Vatican’s tactic of dragging First Nations’ families of stature from Canada by boat to the Netherlands.  The church blackmailed her for countless millions upon millions of dollars so that they would say prayers for 100 years to keep my mother and father out of hell and to make sure that their children did not end up there too.  My sister always lived in fear implanted by the church not to associate with me for my non-Catholic beliefs and knowledge.

My father told accounts of the inner workings of Vatican before his death.

It is his life-after-life story that resonates however.  He passed of heart failure in Amsterdam’s Wilhelmina Hospital which then placed him on artificial respirators which they could not by law disconnect for 7 days, while they tried to locate me for approval.  When the 7th day came and they were ready to unhook him, he sat up and startled all.  He said he was still waiting for me. He later told me they were shocked and that he explained to them where he went, what he saw, who he talked to and how he was still waiting to see me.  No, he did not see any Jesus.  Yes he did see angelic beings.  He also saw his father who had passed away at the age of 28.  He talked with his grandfather and even to a friend who had passed away during the war.  So he gave proof of life-after-life.  He also said that people need to live pure lives and to love one another.  He told of how wonderful the place was where he went – beautiful and sunny.  He said that males and females were alike.  Those who were elevated were male/female in one – close to angel state.  He also told of seeing and hearing in his after-life travels those who were from Vatican and other break-off religions.  He could hear them calling “help me, help me,” not save me.  There was no fence but the clergy could not get out.

By my father’s account, there were corrupt cardinals and bishops within Vatican where priest buddies lived lives of luxury and of the never-have-enough ones.  Watch your children, he said, for by his account they liked young boys and girls.

About The Saoshyant, H.H Alexandra

Her Holiness brings empowering self realization to those seeking enlightenment. She guides people in attaining true enlightenment through active awakening of communication and interaction between soul, spirit, mind, brain and body and of bringing them into balance by living through pure divinity instead of through confusion and emotions.
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