| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Dreams by Olive Schreiner: on her forehead turned white as snow, and she had changed from youth to
age.
And she stood far off on the bank of the river. And she said, "For what do
I go to this far land which no one has ever reached? Oh, I am alone! I am
utterly alone!"
And Reason, that old man, said to her, "Silence! What do you hear?"
And she listened intently, and she said, "I hear a sound of feet, a
thousand times ten thousand and thousands of thousands, and they beat this
way!"
He said, "They are the feet of those that shall follow you. Lead on! make
a track to the water's edge! Where you stand now, the ground will be
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Memoir of Fleeming Jenkin by Robert Louis Stevenson: trained to break into a gallop as soon as the vicar's foot was
thrown across its back; nor would the rein be drawn in the nine
miles between Northiam and the Vicarage door. Debt was the man's
proper element; he used to skulk from arrest in the chancel of his
church; and the speed of Captain may have come sometimes handy. At
an early age this unconventional parson married his cook, and by
her he had two daughters and one son. One of the daughters died
unmarried; the other imitated her father, and married
'imprudently.' The son, still more gallantly continuing the
tradition, entered the army, loaded himself with debt, was forced
to sell out, took refuge in the Marines, and was lost on the Dogger
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from American Notes by Rudyard Kipling: water, chose his ground, and let the gaudy fly drop in the tail
of a riffle. I was getting my rod together, when I heard the
joyous shriek of the reel and the yells of California, and three
feet of living silver leaped into the air far across the water.
The forces were engaged.
The salmon tore up-stream, the tense line cutting the water like
a tide-rip behind him, and the light bamboo bowed to breaking.
What happened thereafter I cannot tell. California swore and
prayed, and Portland shouted advice, and I did all three for what
appeared to be half a day, but was in reality a little over a
quarter of an hour, and sullenly our fish came home with spurts
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