| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Court Life in China by Isaac Taylor Headland: Dowager through the regular channel of the Foreign Office of
which Prince Ching was the president:
"It is the excellent will of Tze-hsi-kuan-yu-k'ang-
i-chao-yu-chuang-ch'eng-shou-kung-ch'in-hsien-chung-hsi, the
great Empress Dowager that Tsai Feng, Prince of Chun, be
appointed Prince Regent (She Chang-wang)."
The above edict was soon followed by another which stated that
"Pu I, the son of Tsai Feng, should be reared in the palace and
taught in the imperial schoolroom," an indication that he was to
be the next emperor, and that Tsai Feng and not Kuang Hsu was to
occupy the throne, and all this by the "excellent will" of the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Perfect Wagnerite: A Commentary on the Niblung's Ring by George Bernard Shaw: of temporal power has made it false to itself. Hitherto,
Brynhild, as Valkyrie or hero chooser, has obeyed Wotan
implicitly, taking her work as the holiest and bravest in his
kingdom; and now he tells her what he could not tell Fricka--what
indeed he could not tell to Brynhild, were she not, as she says,
his own will--the whole story of Alberic and of that inspiration
about the raising up of a hero. She thoroughly approves of the
inspiration; but when the story ends in the assumption that she
too must obey Fricka, and help Fricka's vassal, Hunding, to undo
the great work and strike the hero down, she for the first time
hesitates to accept his command. In his fury and despair he
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Trooper Peter Halket of Mashonaland by Olive Schreiner: made one leap into the abyss.
"'The rocks closed over it. Nine hundred fathoms deep, in a still, dark
pool it lay. The green lichen hung from the rocks. No sunlight came
there, and the stars could not look down at night. The pool lay still and
silent. Then, because it was alive and could not rest, it gathered its
strength together, through fallen earth and broken debris it oozed its way
silently on; and it crept out in a deep valley; the mountains closed it
around. And the streamlet laughed to itself, 'Ha, ha! I shall make a
great lake here; a sea!' And it oozed, and it oozed, and it filled half
the plain. But no lake came--only a great marsh--because there was no way
outwards, and the water rotted. The grass died out along its edges; and
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