| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Montezuma's Daughter by H. Rider Haggard: instincts of her sex she had not shrunk from dipping her hands in
blood to secure my safety, her wit had rescued me in many a
trouble, her love had consoled me in many a sorrow: surely
therefore if gratitude can conquer the heart of man, mine should
have been at her feet for ever and a day, and so indeed it was, and
in a sense is still. But can gratitude, can love itself, or any
passion that rules our souls, make a man forget the house where he
was born? Could I, an Indian chief struggling with a fallen people
against an inevitable destiny, forget my youth and all its hopes
and fears, could I forget the valley of the Waveney and that Flower
who dwelt therein, and forsworn though I might be, could I forget
 Montezuma's Daughter |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Old Indian Legends by Zitkala-Sa: can hear the voice of those who pray in many varied ways. The
hearing of Inyan, the large hard stone, was the one most sought
after. He was the great-grandfather, for he had sat upon the
hillside many, many seasons. He had seen the prairie put on a
snow-white blanket and then change it for a bright green robe more
than a thousand times.
Still unaffected by the myriad moons he rested on the
everlasting hill, listening to the prayers of Indian warriors.
Before the finding of the magic arrow he had sat there.
Now, as Iktomi prayed and wept before the great-grandfather,
the sky in the west was red like a glowing face. The sunset poured
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald: have been one of the crises of my life. But, because the offer was
obviously and tactlessly for a service to be rendered, I had no choice
except to cut him off there.
"I've got my hands full," I said. "I'm much obliged but I couldn't take
on any more work."
"You wouldn't have to do any business with Wolfshiem." Evidently he
thought that I was shying away from the "gonnegtion." mentioned at lunch,
but I assured him he was wrong. He waited a moment longer, hoping I'd
begin a conversation, but I was too absorbed to be responsive, so he went
unwillingly home.
The evening had made me light-headed and happy; I think I walked into a
 The Great Gatsby |