“Much of what we do is like planting trees under which we may never sit, but plant we must.” — Brother James Kimpton
Me, I think “planting trees” is a metaphor for my actions. How does my behavior create my reality, my opportunities, how others see me, and more? In each moment I am planting a tree. I may not ever sit directly under it to enjoy its shade, but someone else will.
What do I want to leave behind?