
"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-Exupery
I stumbled upon this snip of thought the other day and passed it by, thinking it to be just another random quote that fills our life, but as I went on throughout my day it replayed across my mind when I least suspected it, after I thought it was long forgotten, and demanded a little more of my attention.
We all have rock piles, perhaps of different sizes but they're still there, made up of our fears, trials, losses, pain, and more. I realized that I didn't want my rock pile to be anything but that: a rock pile. Where would I keep my rocks if I didn't have my rock pile? Until we are given more of vision of what our rocks can be: beautiful cathedrals. Why have a rock pile when you can have something much more beautiful? I know it may sound so cliche but it's what I needed today.
I stumbled upon this snip of thought the other day and passed it by, thinking it to be just another random quote that fills our life, but as I went on throughout my day it replayed across my mind when I least suspected it, after I thought it was long forgotten, and demanded a little more of my attention.
We all have rock piles, perhaps of different sizes but they're still there, made up of our fears, trials, losses, pain, and more. I realized that I didn't want my rock pile to be anything but that: a rock pile. Where would I keep my rocks if I didn't have my rock pile? Until we are given more of vision of what our rocks can be: beautiful cathedrals. Why have a rock pile when you can have something much more beautiful? I know it may sound so cliche but it's what I needed today.

