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Today's Stichomancy for Jennifer Garner

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Professor by Charlotte Bronte:

exertion, and that of the most assiduous kind. Our days were thoroughly occupied; me used to part every morning at eight o'clock, and not meet again till five P.M.; but into what sweet rest did the turmoil of each busy day decline! Looking down the vista, of memory, I see the evenings passed in that little parlour like a long string of rubies circling the dusk brow of the past. Unvaried were they as each cut gem, and like each gem brilliant and burning.

A year and a half passed. One morning (it was a FETE, and we had the day to ourselves) Frances said to me, with a suddenness peculiar to her when she had been thinking long on a subject, and


The Professor
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Barlaam and Ioasaph by St. John of Damascus:

and calmly, saying, "Son, we ought not to resist the judgements of God, which are beyond our reach. For though I have oftentimes prayed concerning this matter, and constrained the Master, that cannot be constrained, not to part us one from the other, yet have I been taught by his goodness that it is not expedient for thee now to lay aside the burden of the flesh: but thou must remain behind in the practice of virtue, until the crown, which thou art weaving, be more glorious. As yet, thou hast not striven enough after the recompense in store for thee, but must toil yet a little longer, that thou mayest joyfully enter into the joy of thy Lord. For myself, I am, as I reckon, well-nigh an

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Somebody's Little Girl by Martha Young:

lady held fast to her little fingers. She began to talk her thinking out loud, and she said: ``Yes, there was a window--where everything was green, and, small, and moving--but Sister Justina said there was not any window like that in the whole world--''

The lady held Bessie Bell's hand very hard, and she said--softly, as if she, too, was talking her thinking aloud:

``Yes, there was a window like that in the world, for just outside the nursery-window there grew a Pride of China Tree, and it filled all the window with small, green, moving leaves--''

Then Bessie Bell just let the lady draw her up close, and she leaned up against the lady.