Ingo Swann's painting Millennium
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Three years ago today, the creator of remote viewing, Ingo Swann, moved beyond his mortal body and, as will all of us in the end, entered an eternal world of infinite possibility. To commemorate that sad but affirming transition, I am celebrating Ingo’s life today by posting here the almost transcendent experience I had when Ingo treated me and my fellow Star Gate remote viewing students to our first look at Ingo’s masterpiece, Millennium. It happened on February 21, 1984, a Tuesday. On our first day after arriving in New York for remote viewing training under the contract the U.S. Army had signed with SRI-International, Ingo had invited the four of us (Charlene Shufelt, Ed Dames, Bill Ray, and myself) down to the building he owned in Manhattan’s Bowery.  The story picks up from there.

“Come, let’s go down to the studio,” Ingo called, as he herded us into the tight confines of the freight elevator.  The lift hummed loudly as it lowered us down past each floor, stopping finally below ground level.  Ingo opened the elevator door with a flourish.  “I want to show you Millennium.”

Ingo Swann's building along New York's Bowery (copyright, Paul H. Smith)

Ingo Swann’s building along New York’s Bowery.
(copyright, Paul H. Smith)

Ingo’s building had a main basement, which we were now entering, plus a sub-basement in which he stored his large collection of files and reference material.  The main basement was at that time set up exclusively as a studio.  The flooring was dark, heavily-varnished boards that were cupped by years of heavy use and moist air.  The walls were dingy and patched.  There was the detritus of art everywhere – canvas stretchers, half-finished paintings, assorted tools and objects for reference, more dilapidated furniture.  Impregnating everything was the smell of turpentine and linseed oil – fragrant odors to someone who wanted to create from their imaginations visions for others to experience.   “Millennium” was one of those visions, and it awaited us at far end of the studio, boldly swathed in light.

It was easy to become lost in the painting.  It was huge – the largest I had at the time ever seen, and only since dwarfed in my mind by an immense Bierstadt I later saw at the National Gallery in Washington.   “Millennium” was a triptych – painted on three canvas panels, each taller than me, and probably half again as long as its height – about 27 feet long, all told.

As I took it in, I was not conscious of the timbers that anchored it from behind, so it seemed almost to float a foot or so above the floor.  The side panels canted slightly inward, seeming to embrace me.  A wooden bench sat at a comfortable distance from the painting, where Ingo bade us sit.  He then turned out all the lights in room but those flooding the painting and raised the volume on his stereo to play Kitaro’s weighty Silk Road Suite.

(Listen to the Silk Road Theme here)

The painting contained nothing but ocean and sky.  From where we sat, I couldn’t take it all in at once.  Instead, when I looked forward my peripheral vision was filled by the massive waves that curled in from both edges of the panels on either side.  These waves seemed to loom above us, while the ones in the foreground merely seethed and tossed.  Towering thunderheads ringed the distant skies.  In the middle distance, though, clouds broke and the seas began to calm.  Centered in the horizon a sun blazed a golden pathway across the serene ocean between a canyon of clouds towards us, blocked finally by the tossing waves that lay immediately before our eyes. Intruding into the picture were mysterious lights – pearl-like strings of iridescence, clusters of glowing orbs, with a hint of otherworldly-origin about them.

Somehow it all expressed the inchoate wonder of what we had embarked upon with our remote viewing.  I’ve since gone to see the painting many times.   I once even watched anxiously as Ingo made a few last additions to it with paint and brush while tipsy from several glasses of wine.  And I helped him put its final varnish coat on.  But, strangely, at the time I never thought to ask him what he was trying to capture with “Millennium.”

The name suggests something Biblical, but Ingo wasn’t religious in any conventional sense of the word.  He had spent time among my own Mormon people in Salt Lake City.  And he was deeply interested in Catholic reports of appearances of the Blessed Virgin Mary.  But even this came more from a fascination with the paranormal aspects of the events than from anything religious associated with them.

For me, the painting represented both the ponderous things of the universe, and the imponderables of existence.  It brought home, if only imperfectly, the inconceivable power latent in the cosmos, yet revealed hidden knowledge suffusing what we see – things beyond the manifest world which are just as marvelous and, perhaps, just as powerful.

(Book excerpt from Reading the Enemy’s Mind by Paul H. Smith)

Remote viewing students with Ingo Swann in front of Millennium (left to right, Bill Ray, Paul H. Smith, Ed Dames, Ingo Swann, Charlene Shufelt, and Tom McNear). Photo courtesy Charlene Shufelt

Remote viewing students with Ingo Swann in front of Millennium (left to right, Bill Ray, Paul H. Smith, Ed Dames, Ingo Swann, Charlene Shufelt, and Tom McNear). Photo courtesy Charlene Shufelt


Kitaro’s Silk Road Suite is available on Amazon

Paul H. Smith is creator of the Remote Perception: Basic Operational Training home study course. . . Buy it here!Remote Perception Basic Operational Training home study course




. . . and author of The Essential Guide to Remote Viewing: The Secret Military Remote Perception Skill Anyone Can Learn.

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  1. Gary Kilpatrick

    Thank you Paul. That was a special event. Martha and I had talked a few times with Ingo and through the years we were unfortunate to miss going to Ingo’s NYC home with his friend, Bob Durant. Ingo was a special person, very quick to dismiss “stupidity” but, he always listened intently. We miss him, his cigar and afternoon cocktail. -Gary and Martha

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  3. joe matto

    So beautiful and wonderful! I have finally realized what it is that I feel towards you, Paul, regarding Ingo. Its Jealousy! Oh, what I wouldn’t give to have met him in person, seen those paintings ….and chatted for a while.
    Thanks for sharing these sacred moments.

    • Well, Joe — at least that’s something worthy of being jealous about! 🙂 I wish Ingo could personally have met all the great folks in the remote viewing universe that are, in an interesting way, his only “descendants.” But at least we got him to several of the remote viewing conferences, which gave many folks an opportunity to shake his hand and hear him speak in person.

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  6. Shelly

    What a beautiful tribute. I am reading your book and when I read this passage I felt compelled to stop and look up the painting… right away, I found this post… what a pleasure to see the images and you are so thoughtful to include the amazing music as well. (And I’m finding the book to be so well-written, fun and insightful – beautifully done.)

    • Sorry it took me so long to approve this. It was mixed in with a bunch of spam comments that I had not been able to clear out because of a website bug. Fixed now! Glad you liked the post–AND the book! 🙂

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