11.11 List 4

Osburn, Idaho, US of A, November 8, 2001.
Midwayer Andrea.
Subject: "The Most Vulnerable" -- Part One.

Received by Sandy Montee

Andrea: "This is Andrea. I am a Primary Midwayer.

"I wish to talk about your Primary and Secondary Midwayer friends.

"Incidentally, the updated circuit lines are enabling me to communicate more easily with those of you on the 11.11 List. Let me say that each of the people who have subscribed to this list are able to understand, and have empathy for, all the people around our world.

"I am under the direction of Machiventa Melchizedek. He has sent the most recent Midwayer Returnees into the fields of war in Afghanistan. I would like for the people, who wish to extend a helping hand, to take the crowds of refugees into their hearts and pray for healings to occur -- a gift of energy from you all to these many, and most vulnerable, people.

"Visualize that you are in the middle of these crowds of refugees, and you are comforting them.

"I will now step back, and allow Isaac to speak with you."

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Notes: Andrea talks about the most recent Midwayer Returnees. She does include both Primary and Secondary Midwayers, but, seemingly, more of them are still to be returned to Urantia.

This is "The Most Vulnerable -- Part One." and should be read with the accompanying out-of-body experience.

Part Two looks at both, the present, and the future. Significantly, some of this heart-rending scenery was already shown to the TR some 5 weeks before September 11, 2001, and with the clear warning that it dealt with the future. It made little sense, and we did not record it.

Already in early April of 2001 came Machiventa's warning, "A huge wave of negative energy is on its way."

What unimaginable frustration to our Celestial Friends to know of troubling events of the future, yet for them to rarely be allowed to give a detailed advance warning!

Human free-will prerogatives, no matter how much evil is involved, are rarely negotiable.

© The 11:11 Progress Group

Osburn, Idaho, US of A, November 8, 2001.
Visit to Pakistan with Isaac.
Subject: "The Most Vulnerable" -- Part Two.

Received by Sandy Montee

Isaac: "Hello, this is Isaac. I am always very happy to be in your company. I will not be able to spend very much time with you today, as I have ongoing duties elsewhere.

"I would like to take you on an OBE, and, Sandy, I would like for you to continue to explain everything of this journey you see, and hear, and sense, from all others who are presently with us in this room.

"I will give you a few minutes to leave your home."

Sandy: "I am ready to go now."

Isaac: "Let us all leave now.

"I will again take your hand to make you more "securely" confidant. I would like to go into Pakistan, near the war-torn country of Afghanistan.

Sandy (reporting): "I see that we have left 'this land of America' and we are over the ocean. We are traveling very fast and my friend, Isaac, who is ordinarily happy and playful, is very serious at this time.

"We have stopped above Pakistan, right on the border with Afghanistan. We are seeing thousands and thousands of people standing at the border of Afghanistan and Pakistan."

Andrea: "These people do not have any means of obtaining food, or keeping warm. This huge crowd contains many older people, who are endowed with great wisdom, but they have little remaining physical stamina.

"They still have that determined look, and they have asked for Pakistan's border guards to let them come into the country.

"There are many young persons here, who are ready to fight for the right to survive. These people also have children who are starving and very weak. These children do not have enough life left in them to play, or even smile.

"There are airplanes overhead, and the people are very frightened, because they do not know if the airplanes will drop food and clothing, tents and blankets, or, if instead, the airplanes are there to drop bombs.

"The vulnerability of the old people, these young children, and the sick!

"These people have almost given up their fight for survival. They have no home, no stoves to keep themselves warm, or any food. It is therefore that the young men are fighting for these people that are in such a weakened state."

Sandy: "This why Andrea asked for each of us to send our prayers and much positive energy."

Isaac: "Let us all go back now."

Sandy (reporting): "I can hardly leave, but I also cannot look back at the horrible condition in which these people must exist.

"I am back in Idaho now, and Isaac has left. I feel so very privileged. And I can only drop to my knees and ask God to allow me to help whenever I can do His will.

"I ask that God bless these poor people."

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Notes: Isaac is a fun loving Celestial Technician, mostly involved with the 'spiritual encircuiting' of the planets. On this occasion, his mood was understandably depressed.

It seems that this OBE predicts an uprising soon to come. Food, and other needed supplies, are slow to arrive -- a forgotten aspect of the overall creature needs in this drive to rid the world of the terrorists and the many who support them, though these are but few compared to the many who suffer, fall ill, and die.

Too little is being done, and by the time it will finally be done, it will be too late for many of this suffering multitude of souls.

In time, we may well hear the comment: "Shame to the Worldwide Coalition."

© The 11:11 Progress Group

Nov.13,2001

How Midwayers Travel

Our recent transmission, "Increased Spiritual Energy for Urantia", brought this email comment from one of our valued subscribers:

"The idea of Midwayers traveling through 2 dimensional channels is way beyond my understanding. I would never have considered such a thing. I have read copious amounts of Science Fiction all of my life, so I think I might have an edge over the majority of people in imagining and comprehending alternate realities… I've always felt more comfortable in imagining living in many of those alternate realities than the one I live in…"

Midwayers are unusual creatures in the sense that they are located in our space, but occupy a different, "nearby" facet of time to their human cousins. To be of any assistance as intermediaries between their Seraphic Superiors and their human charges, they, at times, need to arrive at short notice. They need to excel at many tasks.

In reply to our subscriber's inquiry, I can only try to answer the question on how they travel to the limited understanding through observation of my semi-material work mates of decades. Watching them arrive, do their work, and depart, I learned they have the ability to "manipulate" time and distances, just as easily as they manipulate the animal mind, including that of Homo Sapiens Sapiens.

As a platoon of Celestials with just one single human, the Midwayers functioned as much as co-workers, as they did in being my eminent Teachers. However, there was a long way to go from the point of my believing they were just ghosts, who had forgotten their names, yet, remarkably, retained their sense of humor, to my referring to them as the Spirit Guardians, and my seeking to assist them, as well as my soliciting their advice.

On one occasion, and when about to make a serious mistake, I was reminded of the folly of the move I was contemplating. The red-skinned Midwayer Chief turned up with a live squirrel -- a (rather unwanted) present for his human understudy.

"Nuts for the squirrels, squirrels for the nuts," he was trying to tell me. It was a kind warning that my plan for action bordered on the utterly foolish. But if my Platoon Leader could transport an animal across the oceans, then, surely, he could also take me anywhere. Aha! Adventure!

Imaginative, and almost fearless, I proposed he take me along on his haunts. It took months before my proposal was finally accepted, but between the middle of 1972 and until about 1985, we did many healings, and on almost every continent on the planet. We visited and remote-viewed relatives and friends, mostly in the presence of a throng of spirit student visitors from other planets.

One of the most remarkable aspects of these interstate, and intercontinental, travels was the fact that almost no time was taken up in actual traveling. No sooner had we left, or we had already arrived. In the late seventies I was finally allowed to tarry in mid air and view the pathways our Midwayer regularly traveled. They were wide, broad bands of an iridescent electric blue -- flat, two-dimensional, really. And they stretched from continent to continent, country to country, city to city, in great loops that reached right into the stratosphere.

It was an awesome sight, making the entire planet Earth look like it was loosely gift wrapped in shiny blue ribbons. These are the super-highways along which our Midwayer friends travel at almost the speed of thought. Always in a hurry, they are alerted to their next tasks by the instantaneous, reflective communication of Seraphim or Primary Midwayers.

They "dissolve" into a stream of ultimatons, the smallest and fasted-moving building blocks of the universe, to reassemble, perfectly, precisely as they were, and just a few feet from the ground. They ease to terra firma, and glide towards the patient, the TR -- anyone who may have urgently called for their assistance.

The old Startrek saying, "Beam me up, Scotty", is hardly as dumb as it sounds.

This (above) is as clear an explanation of their mode of travel as I can give.

If you are motivated to help others, ask for the assistance of the 1,111 Secondary Midwayers, and many others. Be courageous, persistent. If you are truly serious about your plans, this is a great and practical way towards Spirituality. You may only ever hear them, perhaps even see them, or do little more than catch their trademark 11:11 Reminder Call on your clock, microwave, or computer. But they'll be there.

Doubt not. Fear not. The Midwayers are here to stay, help, guide, coerce, lure, and cajole, their human cousins toward greater spirituality as they have done for ages untold. It's their job. It's their life.

And it's just a small thought from George Barnard.

© The 11:11 Progress Group
"Sous la Sauvegarde de Michael tout est possible."

A Brief Portrait of the Urantia Midwayers
and some of Andrea's Personal Endeavors
(By George Barnard and Midwayer Mathew -- November 13, 2001)

Our Genetic Predisposition for Phobias -- a Theory

To this day, the concept of a Collective Psyche remains somewhat of an enigma. Are the experiences of our distant ancestors imprinted on our minds in some vague way? Do we have basic animal instincts that vary depending on who our immediate ancestors are. Are our inborn fears of spiders, snakes, bats, and even of dragons, imprinted on the genetic make-up of us all?

But perhaps the Evolving Supreme's past experiences can, to some degree, be swiftly accessed by the subconscious minds of those who live on this planet today.

In that case, and on 606 of Satania, the Planetary Embryo of God the Supreme -- a time/space Deity in the making -- has much to pass on, and not all of it is of a sweet and fairy tale nature. Some outlook of what we seem to have inherited as part of our genetic predisposition is a fear of ghosts, evil spirits, evil angels, and other "assorted wayward elementals".

The Good Guys and the Bad Guys

Of the 51,984 Midwayers -- the sum total of Urantia Midwayer allocation -- 40,992 accepted Lucifer's proposal, Caligastia's marketing of same, and they stuck with their decision, even at the time of Michael's bestowal on Urantia. 10,992 'rebelled' against the promised fast tracking of evolution.

But these 10,992, and perhaps more through good luck, rather than wise management, or foresight, became the Good Guys -- the United Urantia Midwayers. The 40,992 found themselves classed as Rebel Midwayers, Evil Spirits, or Demons.

For untold centuries the behaviors of the Rebel Midwayers went from bad to worse. Those mortals who had inherited a greater percentage of the Adamic blood witnessed much of the Rebel Midwayers' misbehavior.

This was not typical Midwayer behavior for an average evolutionary planet, and the knowledge of the conduct of the uncontrollable 40,992 was passed on through human generations on the planet -- in writing, in folklore, and, presumably, in the collective psyche of generations of the population.

Finding the Right Approach

During countless millennia, the small band of 9881 Primary Midwayers, and 1,111 Secondary Midwayers worked tirelessly to lure, coerce and cajole their human cousins towards greater spirituality. Against great odds, this relatively small band of Planetary Helpers guarded against the extinction of civilization on Urantia, sometimes making gains, sometimes losing ground, but generally making an overall and steady progress. More than their human cousins, more than any Celestial, the Midwayers were responsible for promoting spiritual progress in the time/space realm they share with us.

Yet, at a time when their planet was deemed to be ready for further spiritual growth through revelation, they were not the Midwayers -- physiologically, and psychologically, closest to their human cousins -- who were requested to make that obviously necessary contact with many humans, and for revelations to become better known.

Except for the transmission of the all-important revelationary Urantia Papers, and in a few isolated cases far and wide, they were not the Midwayers, but other Celestial Teachers, who made the first individual contacts with the now ever-growing band of transmitter/receivers of the Teaching Mission, Lightworkers, Ecologists, Politicians and Scientists.

The right approach had to be found for contact between humans and the Celestial Forces. Midwayers weren't it, at least, not on Urantia. They remained in the background, their identities unknown, though essential Helpers in the process of translating the words of the Celestial Teachers.

The long-time misbehavior of their wayward Brothers and Sisters was too deeply ingrained into the human subconscious, and the Good Guys would likely be shunned, and held accountable for the misdeeds of their errant relatives. They remained largely anonymous.

On normal worlds, and where few, if any, Midwayers ever stray, they are the first contact individuals of choice. On Urantia, one of the first contacts was Abraham, a former mortal from this planet, and his first contact was in New Zealand with a small group of worshippers. Even before then, there was the Celestial, Seth, and his channeler, Jane Roberts.

Busy Throughout the Ages

Though Dante Alighieri never knew about 'where she fitted into the cosmology', his Guide of fame was Beatrice (ABC-3), a Midwayer of extraordinary beauty, and surely one of Michael's prime examples of unconditional love for all of mankind. Joan of Arc worked with Midwayers -- a whole "platoon" of them.

Many others did. Churchill was given vital information during his many catnaps in the 1940s. Nostradamus, too, though the Seer took the Midwayers to be Gods. Also, the Great Baptist was helped along by them. Throughout the ages, men, women, and Midwayers, teamed up to achieve what was deemed to be necessary.

Whilst in the United States many Teaching Mission participants were learning from their Celestial Teachers from the early nineties onwards, and studying the Urantia Papers, a Progress Platoon of Midwayers had long been busy in Australia. They worked with a lone human contact, George Barnard, in psychological practices, business, creative art, and writing.

Andrea

Among these Secondary Midwayers was the one, more time-distant Primary Midwayer -- Andrea. She was harder to perceive, and her being of an androgynous nature, caused her mortal subject to have some doubts (and one might suggest some unrealized fears) about the reality of her being. She was always there with the others, but seemed to have no specific function in the total make-up of this 11.11 Progress Platoon. Andrea was in fact the group's communicator, and her high-speed mind-to-mind communications were with the Seraphim above.

Primary Midwayer, Andrea, was much more difficult to discern than were the Secondary Midwayers. She appeared to be ghost-like, grayish, whilst the associated Seraphim were obvious creatures of light, and deserving of their human charge's total trust. The mortal partner in the Platoon figured Andrea had long ago died, and just a mere shadow of her former self now remained. She might have died a horrible death for her to be so restless still, Barnard thought. Her presence bothered him.

What Earthly Use Were You?

Barnard needed to find out what this 'ghostly' member of his Progress Platoon was all about. He asked her bluntly, "You hardly ever get involved in what the rest of us are doing, Andrea. Surely, you hardly ever move. I suggest you get with it and help out, or shove off altogether. Tell me, of what earthly use were you when you were still alive on this planet?"

That was ever so rude an inquiry. No end of apology would suffice.

Andrea never flinched at those despicable remarks, but there was anger in the eyes of the Secondary Midwayer Chief, Bzutu (ABC-22). There was a lengthy silence, and, it appeared, decisions were being made about what to do with their discourteous underling. Finally, Andrea responded.

She said, "I go to the East in ships, with the others. I am a servant at the court of the one you now know as Kontiki Viracocha. I am also long active in Greece." She added, "I am a virgin of the Gods."

Not Making Much Sense

She was really saying, "I'm very much alive, still, and I was part of the Andite invasion of South America so long ago. Viracocha was one of the leaders who later became one of the so-called Gods of the South American civilizations, though he had a different name at that time. After that, I still did a lot of work with the Oracles in Greece. As well, I was created to be an androgynous being. The God's so destined me to be."

Little of what she told her human charge made sense at that time, but the legend of Viracocha was known to him, and he also later realized that her insistence of being very old and very much alive was genuine.

At the time he answered, "How confused you are, Andrea. Never you mind. I guess you died a horrible, sudden death for you to be still searching for your real identity to this day." In 1997, when Barnard finally stumbled upon his treasured Urantia Papers, thousands of unexplained experiences of Midwayer contact finally fell into place… finally made total sense.

Very Much Alive

In May of 2001 Sandy Montee flew to Australia. It was a long and tiring flight. But for one empty seat, the airplane was booked full. On arrival in Australia, Sandy asked, "Do you know of any Celestial called Andrea, George? There was just one empty seat on my flight. It was right next to me, and she sat right there, and she talked with me all the way."

Independent by nature, Andrea has always taken care of much of her direct communications with her human associates. She is delighted about the updated circuitry, giving her the chance to freely express herself, and without having to engage the services of a Secondary Midwayer Translator.

She has a much more active life today, and she thrives on it. Assisting the Greek oracles was the previous, major task for her. Imagine the frustration of centuries of inaction. She is the much-loved sweetheart of this Platoon.

And, no, she doesn't purchase flight tickets like we do.