Eight months ago I shared the quote on this graphic, and it traveled further than I expected. I enjoyed the community and comments it created very much.
I am sharing it again because it changed jobs.
It stopped being a line I admire and became an assignment.
A confession about the attribution first.
Every version of this quote calls it a Greek proverb.
Quote researchers have spent years looking for the Greek and cannot find it. The trail runs through an 1866 sermon in Paris, an 1868 collection that labeled it an Indian proverb, and a 1951 book by a Quaker philosopher, before it somehow became Greek along the way.
Nobody owns it.
I have come to love that, because it means the line practices what it preaches.
The planter got no credit.
The shade is everywhere.
This season I am searching for the planters.
I am writing my third book, about living the third act of life undeniably well, and I am looking for elders, 78 and older, whose way of living deserves to be studied and shared.
Ten days ago I posted a nomination call.
The first nomination did not come through the form. It came by phone, from a son telling me about his father.
A son pointing at his father's trees and saying, look what he planted. I have thought about that call every day since.
If you know someone 78 or better who is still planting, I want to hear about them.
DM below your information and/or their information, and I will take it from there.
Tell me about the shade you sit in.
In Community and Conversation,
Jim