“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] It flashed a bright red color which I thought strange and unaccountable. [...]

[...] Listening as I wrote, I had flashes of feeling that it belonged to someone else entirely. [...]

[...] And then, out of nowhere it seemed, a sense of freedom and exhilaration flashed — I could explore the apartments if I wanted to! [...]

… and Ruburt did get a rather embarrassing flash from me before the session. [...]

[...] While the individual suffers and enjoys his [or her] given number of years, these are but a flash to the entity. [...]

So if Jane undergoes illness in this reality, in another she does not—but in between those extremes she also explores all stages of her illness in a series of probable universes, flashing among them in “no time at all,” basically…. [...]

[...] Now it seems that all of those years to follow passed in a flash. [...]