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Perfect Timing


Planting Trees to Feed Your Soul
It’s been said that the perfect time to plant a tree is twenty years ago. I suppose that’s true. But I also think people can get so caught up in regret, lamenting what they didn’t plant two decades before, that they neglect to plant anything today. They miss the importance of now.

Woulda-coulda-shoulda can be a dangerous game. We look back in hindsight and think we can identify what might have been “perfect timing” for a significant life choice or a major decision. Then we get upset for having neglected to see or act on what seems so obvious now. This can lead to thinking current decisions should appear to be just as clearly black and white. We wallow in regret while we wait for “perfect timing” to make up missed opportunities of the past.

Perfect timing only happens in the land of fairy godmothers, unicorns and pots of gold at the end of the rainbow. It’s never the wrong time to do the right thing, but it likely won’t be an easy choice. And it may not pay off right away. You can’t do anything about the past, but you can make choices for the future. And while it may be true that the best time to plant a tree is twenty years ago, the second best time is right now.



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