| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Polly of the Circus by Margaret Mayo: draw the girl out of her reverie.
"Do you like it?" Polly asked eagerly, forgetting her depression
of a moment before. "Do you think Mr. John will like it?"
"Masse John? Mercy me! He nebber takes no notice ob dem things.
I done got a bran', spankin' new allapaca, one time, an' do you
think HE ebber seed it? Lawsy, no! We might jes' well be goin'
roun' like Mudder Eve for all dat man know." Polly looked
disappointed. "But udder folks sees," Mandy continued,
comfortingly, "an' you certainly look mighty fine. Why, you's
just as good now as you was afore you got hurled!"
"Yes, I'm well now and able to work again." There was no
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Father Sergius by Leo Tolstoy: flew out from the bush, alighted on the ground, and hopped
towards him chirping as it came, but then it took fright at
something and flew away. He said a prayer which referred to his
abandonment of the world, and hastened to finish it in order to
send for the merchant with the sick daughter. She interested him
in that she presented a distraction, and because both she and her
father considered him a saint whose prayers were efficacious.
Outwardly he disavowed that idea, but in the depths of his soul
he considered it to be true.
He was often amazed that this had happened, that he, Stepan
Kasatsky, had come to be such an extraordinary saint and even a
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Captain Stormfield by Mark Twain: I flushed a most uncommonly big one about three points off my
starboard bow. By his stern lights I judged he was bearing about
northeast-and-by-north-half-east. Well, it was so near my course
that I wouldn't throw away the chance; so I fell off a point,
steadied my helm, and went for him. You should have heard me whiz,
and seen the electric fur fly! In about a minute and a half I was
fringed out with an electrical nimbus that flamed around for miles
and miles and lit up all space like broad day. The comet was
burning blue in the distance, like a sickly torch, when I first
sighted him, but he begun to grow bigger and bigger as I crept up
on him. I slipped up on him so fast that when I had gone about
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