I’m new to the 11:11 Progress Lists. I have no idea how
this system works, but I am delighted to finally have a way
to communicate with like-minded people. I have been reading
the Urantia Book since 1970. I started sincere study around
1993. I have been disabled since 1996 and unable to return
to my profession of medicine; but, I have found this time to
be a blessing.
I am experiencing a surprising
amount of psychic phenomena that I’m not sure is
related to my head injury and brain surgery. It is a relief
I find others experiencing
the same. There are no groups here in my immediate environment
to share this with. Thank you for the work you are doing.
Every moment you spend on it is priceless.
This is my first post to you having just received my Akashic
Construct CD yesterday. While waiting for it to arrive, I
practiced my own Stillness technique and had an experience
I would like to share with you.
Your receiver’s note in the post that I read today
mentioned a pool that changed as you received your message.
I experienced a similar pool in my recent mediation. The
images I’m about to relate are actually the second
in a series of dreams and mediations. They have been very
enlightening for me, and I wonder if they would be of any
value to others.
I will tell you only this
one since it relates to the ‘pool’ and
they are all quite lengthy, in my opinion. First, I am self-taught
in the method of mediation. I often use an image of floating
in a boat or sitting on a flying carpet with all my thoughts
below me. I try to ride above them to quiet my brain just
before going into stillness.
On this particular day, instead of floating, and without
pre-thought, I imagined myself a little tadpole swimming
vigorously underwater toward my destiny, connection to Father.
I sang a little lilt while I swam and swam, so swiftly I
thought. Without warning, my vision was taken to an image
of Christ Michael, growing ever larger and larger until quite
He wore a gentle smile and shook his head looking down.
I followed his gaze and realized that he was looking at a
silly tadpole swimming with all its heart in a little puddle.
He said, “Little one don't you know you can’t
go very far in that tiny puddle? You must get back into the
I, the little tadpole, started
to weep, “But I can't
go back into the pond, it is so dirty and dark. There are
scary things in there, snakes and big fish. Please, don’t
make me go into the pond.” I could see the filthy pond,
and it evoked much fear and distaste.
He bent down and scooped me up. Instantly, I was swimming
carefree in a perfectly crystal clear stream in an idyllic
wood. But, this time, I as a person, was also sitting beneath
a tree, watching the little tadpole play. I sat for some
time taking in the setting, peacefully visualizing the flora
and fauna, experiencing the scents and textures in their
Then, a voice said, “Follow the stream and look through
the clearing in the trees. What do you see?” I saw
that the stream emptied into a large, beautiful lake. “That
is where you need to go.”
Michael and I walked along a mossy forest path canopied
by trees that let in flickers of light. The birds happily
sang and danced about. When we reached the lake, He invited
me to wade in the cool clean water. It was refreshing and
fun to splash about; but, I did not want to swim. He then
led me back down the path to a meadow where we frolicked
in the grass and played with the butterflies and buttercups.
He allowed me to invite others to come and play. I invited
my deceased Grandmother, Sophie. She arrived along with a
host of relatives and my cat. I even met my great-grandfather
who died when Sophie was only one year old. It was amazing.
There were no messages, only comfort and joy.
George, I will tell you that the following day, the meditation
took me back to the meadow, and I encountered another wonderful
lesson I would like to share but only if you think it has
George: It has great merit!
Briefly, this is your invitation – your
instructions, if you like – to ‘spread your wings’ and
affect the lives of many others; to be ‘out in the
open’, and not keep your experiences to yourself.
Midwayer: Head (brain) injuries
being worked on by Midwayers, Life Carriers and other Celestials,
often have beneficial
effects (in the spiritual sense) in that if you ask (pray)
for a healing, you may well get certain neuron clusters re-organized
in a fashion that will bring to the fore certain talents
that were dormant, even missing, for your Celestial Caretakers
concern themselves mostly with your growing ‘faith