| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Flame and Shadow by Sara Teasdale: With things whose tunes are played out and forgotten
Like the rain of yesterday.
"A Little While"
A little while when I am gone
My life will live in music after me,
As spun foam lifted and borne on
After the wave is lost in the full sea.
A while these nights and days will burn
In song with the bright frailty of foam,
Living in light before they turn
Back to the nothingness that is their home.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Uncle Tom's Cabin by Harriet Beecher Stowe: But, what can any individual do? Of that, every individual
can judge. There is one thing that every individual can do,--they
can see to it that _they feel right_. An atmosphere of sympathetic
influence encircles every human being; and the man or woman who
_feels_ strongly, healthily and justly, on the great interests of
humanity, is a constant benefactor to the human race. See, then,
to your sympathies in this matter! Are they in harmony with the
sympathies of Christ? or are they swayed and perverted by the
sophistries of worldly policy?
Christian men and women of the North! still further,--you have
another power; you can _pray!_ Do you believe in prayer? or has
Uncle Tom's Cabin |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Moon-Face and Other Stories by Jack London: stubborn Scotch blood, though many times removed from Scottish soil, was still
strong in her. And, further, there was need that she should learn how. Her
sister Letty and she had come up from an interior town to the city to make
their way in the world. John Wyman was land-poor. Disastrous business
enterprises had burdened his acres and forced his two girls, Edna and Letty,
into doing something for themselves. A year of school-teaching and of
night-study of shorthand and typewriting had capitalized their city project
and fitted them for the venture, which same venture was turning out anything
but successful. The city seemed crowded with inexperienced stenographers and
typewriters, and they had nothing but their own inexperience to offer. Edna's
secret ambition had been journalism; but she had planned a clerical position
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