You never know when you’ll be tested

Higgins Center Hillsdale, NJ

The Parapsychology Foundation in New York City always had guest speakers.  Many were authors or professors with topics of interest to the foundation.  I was the one who videotaped these programs. Later the Foundation would make the tapes available to the public.

The one presentation I’ll always remember is when Paul, a former member of the C.I.A. spoke about “Remote Viewing” which is the ability to see places or things close by or around the world, mentally without leaving the room.

In the audience were about 30 people.  His program started off with an experiment. He had strict instructions of how his experiment was to be carried out.  He showed four sealed manilla envelopes and said that each one contained a different picture.  He asked a man in the audience to pick one of the envelopes.  He took the other three and asked the woman who worked at the foundation to take the envelopes and remove them from the building. He insisted that those envelopes were to be removed from the building. He put the remaining envelope on a stand facing the crowd and handed out pencils and a sheet of paper to each one there.

For fun, I decided to try my hand at remote viewing.  I envisioned an old bridge over water with streetlights on it.  I did my best to draw it in as much detail as possible.

I took my picture and laid it upside down next to the shelf beside me.  Paul returned to the front of the room, opened the envelope to show the bridge at St. Petersburg Russia. The photo was exactly like my drawing. 

Paul started walking from the rear of the room, looking over everyone’s drawings.  There were buildings and mountains galore.  Suddenly, I saw an arm move in front of my face, picking up my drawing, and he turned it right side up.  Paul looked at it, and quickly returned it to the shelf, and softly said to me, “I’ll talk to you later.”

Paul didn’t say a word to the audience about my drawing, I was the only one with the correct image. After the few remaining audience stragglers left, he said to me, “I heard about you and wanted to see how good you were.”  He never said who he spoke with about me.

A few weeks later, I was asked by Ingo Swann, to drive him to the Higgins Center. It’s a private library, in Hillsdale, NJ, owned by former military officer, Bill Higgins.  Bill was a friend of the foundation and gave us full access to it. This day, I didn’t need the key; the door was unlocked.  

With Ingo by my side, we walked into the room where I saw a stool in the center of the floor. Then a man wearing a brown suit stepped out from the side of the room and asked me to sit down.  I don’t believe he ever gave me his name.

He rattled off a group of numbers ending with latitude then another batch of numbers of longitude. I quickly realized this was a test for remote viewing.

I described an area with palm trees and an oceanfront lined with buildings with their various bright colors. I went on describing a road that hugged the coast and the foreign cars on it.  When I had finished describing my vision, I glanced to see Ingo smiling at the man.  “He’s got it.” 

The man in the brown suit, asked, “Did you get the location using the latitude and longitude I gave you?”  I answered, “No, I have a problem with numbers, they mean nothing to me.” He said, “Then we can’t use you.”  I assume he was recruiting for the C.I.A.

My remote viewing target was correct, but my technique of getting to it, was different than the method they used.

For me personally, I was glad they tested me.  It was fun, and if needed, they know how to reach me.  And it all started with a simple test by a guy named Paul.