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shall one day be; your Ideal is the prophecy of what you shall at last unveil.

The greatest achievement was at first and for a time a dream. The oak sleeps in the acorn; the bird waits 

in the egg; and in the highest vision of the soul a waking angel stirs. Dreams are the seedlings of 

realities.

Your circumstances may be uncongenial, but they shall not long remain so if you but perceive an Ideal 

and strive to reach it. You cannot travel within and stand still without. Here is a youth hard pressed by 

poverty and labour; confined long hours in an unhealthy workshop; unschooled, and lacking all the arts 
of refinement. But he dreams of better things; he thinks of intelligence, of refinement, of grace and 

beauty. He conceives of, mentally builds up, an ideal condition of life; the vision of a wider liberty and 

a larger scope takes possession of him; unrest urges him to action, and he utilizes all his spare time and 

means, small though they are, to the development of his latent powers and resources. Very soon so 
altered has his mind become that the workshop can no longer hold him. It has become so out of 

harmony with his mentality that it falls out of his life as a garment is cast aside, and, with the growth of 

opportunities, which fit the scope of his expanding powers, he passes out of it forever. Years later we 

see this youth as a full-grown man. We find him a master of certain forces of the mind, which he wields 
with worldwide influence and almost unequalled power. In his hands he holds the cords of gigantic 

responsibilities; he speaks, and lo, lives are changed; men and women hang upon his words and 

remould their characters, and, sunlike, he becomes the fixed and luminous centre round which 

innumerable destinies revolve. He has realized the Vision of his youth. He has become one with his 
Ideal.


And you, too, youthful reader, will realize the Vision (not the idle wish) of your heart, be it base or 

beautiful, or a mixture of both, for you will always gravitate toward that which you, secretly, most love. 
Into your hands will be placed the exact results of your own thoughts; you will receive that which you 

earn; no more, no less. Whatever your present environment may be, you will fall, remain, or rise with 

your thoughts, your Vision, your Ideal. You will become as small as your controlling desire; as great as 

your dominant aspiration: in the beautiful words of Stanton Kirkham Davis, "You may be keeping 
accounts, and presently you shall walk out of the door that for so long has seemed to you the barrier of 

your ideals, and shall find yourself before an audience—the pen still behind your ear, the ink stains on 

your fingers and then and there shall pour out the torrent of your inspiration. You may be driving sheep, 
and you shall wander to the city-bucolic and open-mouthed; shall wander under the intrepid guidance 

of the spirit into the studio of the master, and after a time he shall say, ‘I have nothing more to teach 

you.‘ And now you have become the master, who did so recently dream of great things while driving 

sheep. You shall lay down the saw and the plane to take upon yourself the regeneration of the world."

The thoughtless, the ignorant, and the indolent, seeing only the apparent effects of things and not the 

things themselves, talk of luck, of fortune, and chance. Seeing a man grow rich, they say, "How lucky 

he is!" Observing another become intellectual, they exclaim, "How highly favoured he is!" And noting 
the saintly character and wide influence of another, they remark, "How chance aids him at every turn!" 

They do not see the trials and failures and struggles which these men have voluntarily encountered in 

order to gain their experience; have no knowledge of the sacrifices they have made, of the undaunted 

efforts they have put forth, of the faith they have exercised, that they might overcome the apparently 
insurmountable, and realize the Vision of their heart. They do not know the darkness and the 

heartaches; they only see the light and joy, and call it "luck". They do not see the long and arduous 

journey, but only behold the pleasant goal, and call it "good fortune," do not understand the process, but 

only perceive the result, and call it chance.

In all human affairs there are efforts, and there are results, and the strength of the effort is the measure 

of the result. Chance is not. Gifts, powers, material, intellectual, and spiritual possessions are the fruits 

of effort; they are thoughts completed, objects accomplished, visions realized.







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