I'm with a group of people where words won't get us to work together. We can't just ask or talk, we have to do. In order to work as a group, we had to literally bare our forearms and begin working. I see our arms at work like a picture, a landscape photo of our arms over a table all completing the same project. Out of the cloudy sky, a ray of sun shines onto our arms, letting us know we're doing everything right.