“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(To Rachel) The one over here on the couch who winks at me in such an infamous manner, you also have healing abilities. In the main you direct them outward toward others and when you have a better opinion of yourself, you can use them for your own benefit. Right now you do not think you are worthy. Not only does she wink but she sniffles her nose at me. Now these are abilities you can learn to use and develop.

Now in this children’s tale pretend with me. Pretend with me that you sit here in a physical reality in one tiny unspeakably and unutterably small dot upon the physical planet called Earth. Pretend with me that you are presently sitting in a room in a town called Elmira, in a state called New York, that you are seated in a circle and that you are listening to me speak, and pretend with me that at the same time you are in a circle about me in another space and another time. Pretend with me that, in your terms, we were in another circle and in another star in a past inconceivably distant so that your physical brain cannot imagine it and that together, being nonphysical, we had a great dream. We imagined a physical reality and we imagined this moment and this time and there is no end to this children’s tale. There is never any end to a children’s tale. It is only adults that insist upon beginnings and endings. And imagine also, therefore, that within yourselves now are other far more wise selves and that within your eyes are other eyes as old as mine and other selves quite as ancient and quite as new and that these selves, within yourselves, look out at me and wink and in winking know what they know.

It is within my rights. You have civil rights, I have smiling rights. When you wink at me week after week finally it brings forward a small slight smile.

[...] Communication flashes between viruses and microbes, and they can change in the wink of an eye. [...]

(To Rachel.) Now I have to look over here at my friend to see if she will wink at me again. [...]

(To Rachel) Now, what can I say to someone who winks at me? [...]

(To Rachel.) You can wink at me but you cannot wink at Ruburt. [...]

As I wrote the fan whirred, stirring the air against my skin as the green leaves winked — and I felt a trance at last entering the neighborhood of my mind. [...]

Now I bid you a fond good evening and I would wink at you but it is beyond my dignity. [...]

[...] You did not wink at me, yet, this evening. [...]

[...] But by moving my arm, I discovered I could make this light wink on and off; it was simply red reflection from the candle. [...]

[...] But after break she felt it was exceedingly fast, like a “wink, or a split second.” [...]

“A tiny point of light grew on the edge of the ring, but by moving my arm, I discovered I could make the light wink off and on. [...]

[...] All of us were in very good humor, including Seth; the session as it continued reflected this, and a rapid-fire exchange resulted in which Jane was in and out of trance at the wink of an eye, so to speak. [...]

[...] The drink that Barbara’s boyfriend Dick gave Jane, in the episode just described in the backyard on July 3,1966, was a mixed drink, a Wink-and-gin. [...]