Turning Stones

I once tried stacking river stones to build a small tower. No matter how carefully I placed them, the pile always collapsed. Eventually, I noticed something simple: each stone had a flat side and a round side. When I didn’t pay attention, I placed them however they landed in my hand. But when a round side met another uneven surface, the whole thing became unstable. So I began flipping each stone, taking a moment to find the side that fit better, more balanced. The difference was immediate. The tower stood taller, stronger, more stable. It made me think: relationships can be like that. Sometimes, just a small adjustment in how I show up, just turning a little, softening an edge, being more aware, makes all the difference between a connection that holds… and one that tumbles. Just like turning stones.