How are we to survive ""the long-predicted shift of the earth on its axis,"" not to mention pollution, social breakdown, and World War III? With OUTSIDE help, says former D.C. columnist Montgomery. At first her ""Guides""--""spirit pen pals"" who write ""through my typing fingers""--comforted us with news of aid from traditional occult sources. Highly-evolved earth-souls (Lemurians, former Egyptian priests, adepts, etc.), were mustering here for the crisis in human form, some by normal reincarnation, some by ""Walking-in"" to unwanted human bodies. Now we learn that ""space friends"" are worried about us as well, and are arriving in ever greater numbers to shepherd earthlings through to the New Age. The guides tell Montgomery that many aliens arrive as Walk-ins, but the travellers can also insert themselves into our lives by telepathy, by borrowing and materializing bodies, by assuming ""the shape of skin and bone,"" and by incarnating as babies. Broad-minded to a fault, the Guides strain to confirm the conflicting assertions of most UFOlogies. UFOs, they say, can be physical or psychic; they may come from any number of distant places (though Arcturus especially is ""a wonderful growth area for soul improvement""). They'll help by passing on scientific secrets, or by lending spiritual aid. The best part of this incoherent synthesis lies in the first-hand accounts of folks touched by the Beyond. Plenty of variety here: contactees who've chatted with UFOlks""; Tuella, channel for the Ashtar Command; Charlotte the human seismograph; Walk-ins from Arcturus who give karmic counsel and gem prescriptions; and old friends from earlier Montgomery like Bjorn Ortenheim, the Walk-in of Einstein. A few are boring or worse (especially the faintly sinister gang of ex-Arcturians operating out of a posh NYC condo-cum-ashram). But most of the tales are a cut above the average flat contactee recital, far richer in unforced detail, with pleasant dream-like touches. One in particular is a treat--a part Cherokee artist who reports exceptionally poetic visions of other planets with a lyrical quality comparable to the best sci-fi. In sum, easy, inoffensive reading (though the Guides should have blue-pencilled the driveling chapter of New Age physics contributed by one of the Arcturians). Sure to please Montgomery fans.