"A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral."
- Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
What "rock pile" exists in your life? Look at it. What do you see?
Do you see just a pile of rocks? Or can you envision what can be made of those rocks?
Each of us are dealt a "pile of rocks" in our life. It's what we do with them that matters.
Can you see? Can you envision in your mind the beautiful, wondrous work of art that will come from your pile of rocks?