I have grown near a forest and I have for many times wonder how the forest grow out of nothing, I came to discover that some forests are centuries old, and that others are planted by men. How strange to live with creatures that are older than us and that will outlive us. But what most important is that forest provide a shelter for many animals and birds, an abode of peace for the discouraged, and a place of resource for oneself.
Planting a forest is about seeing the long term in life, and forsaking the small desires, which some of them can not be fulfilling. It is about retrieving joy in the simple things, respecting the natural cycles, helping bringing life out of a lifeless land, giving some small communities a chance to live and ourselves a chance to not sink into the despairs of harsh consumerism.