Zorba the Greek, Nilos Kazantazkis describes an encounter
between his principal character and an old man busily at work
planting a tree. "What is it you are doing?" Zorba asks. The
old man replies: "You can see very well what I'm doing, my
son, I'm planting a tree." " But why plant a tree," Zorba
asks "if you won't be able to see it bear fruit?" And the
old man answers: "I, my son, live as though I were never going
to die." The response brings a faint smile to Zorba's lips
and, as he walks away, he exclaims with a note of irony: "How
strange-- I live as though I were going to die tomorrow!"
As a member of Alcoholics Anonymous,
I have found that the Third Legacy is a fertile soil in which
to plant the tree of my sobriety. The fruits I harvest are
wonderful: peace, security, understanding and twenty-four
hours of eternal fulfillment; and with the soundness of mind
to listen to the voice of my conscience when, in silence,
it gently speaks to me, saying: You must let go in service.
There are others who must plant and harvest.