| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Iliad by Homer: Trojans from destruction, not even when all Troy is burning in
the flames which the Achaeans will kindle."
As soon as Juno heard this she said to her son Vulcan, "Son
Vulcan, hold now your flames; we ought not to use such violence
against a god for the sake of mortals."
When she had thus spoken Vulcan quenched his flames, and the
river went back once more into his own fair bed.
Xanthus was now beaten, so these two left off fighting, for Juno
stayed them though she was still angry; but a furious quarrel
broke out among the other gods, for they were of divided
counsels. They fell on one another with a mighty uproar--earth
The Iliad |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Life of the Spider by J. Henri Fabre: babe mewls on the mother's breast, in a hammock formed out of a
kerchief. The last-weaned is carried pick-a-back; a third toddles
clinging to its mother's skirts; others follow closely, the biggest
in the rear, ferreting in the blackberry-laden hedgerows. It is a
magnificent spectacle of happy-go-lucky fruitfulness. They go
their way, penniless and rejoicing. The sun is hot and the earth
is fertile.
But how this picture pales before that of the Lycosa, that
incomparable gipsy whose brats are numbered by the hundred! And
one and all of them, from September to April, without a moment's
respite, find room upon the patient creature's back, where they are
The Life of the Spider |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Bunner Sisters by Edith Wharton: flowers for another grave paused in pity to lay a blossom on hers.
But this vision did not often give Ann Eliza its negative relief;
and always, beneath its hazy lines, lurked the dark conviction that
Evelina was alive, in misery and longing for her.
So the summer wore on. Ann Eliza was conscious that Mrs.
Hawkins and Miss Mellins were watching her with affectionate
anxiety, but the knowledge brought no comfort. She no longer cared
what they felt or thought about her. Her grief lay far beyond
touch of human healing, and after a while she became aware that
they knew they could not help her. They still came in as often as
their busy lives permitted, but their visits grew shorter, and Mrs.
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