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Do You Know About The Fig Tree Analogy?
Do you know about the fig tree analogy?
It's from Slyvia Plath's novel The Bell Jar. It basically states what you could or could've been in life. The fig tree represents life and the figs represent all the options you have. You pick one, but must let go of all the others.
When you're all alone, in your bed, looking up at the ceiling, do you ever think of what might've been? what could've been? or what could be? Because I certainly do. I think about the risks I should've taken, the decisions I should've made and how it would shape my life. I think about how I dream of becoming an astronaut, a fashion designer, a business owner, a doctor, a journalist, a pianist and an artist. I think about how life would be if I experienced teenage romance.
I sometimes wonder if it's unhealthy to ponder about these things, after all we're taught to be content with what we have. And as depressing as it is, I also see the beauty in it. Imagine how life would be for you if you picked the wrong fig, or maybe the fig is still ripening, waiting for the perfect time to be harvested.
With all the options you have, I do hope you pick the right fig.
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IT'S TIME TO FEED MY DELUSIONS!
Answer this, if you weren't human, what creature would you be? Because I would definitely be a fairy. Fairies are so cool, they get to fly around wearing teeny-tiny adorable clothes, just taking care of the forest. They take care of animals, plants, flowers and nature. It would be so cool being a fairy. AND THEY GLOW AND SPARKLE! WHAT MORE COULD YOU WANT!
Another choice would be to become an adventurer. You know those fantasy games where the main character gets to go on adventures and collect trinkets, trade, forage, do magic, brew potions, that would be so cool. To live in a world where there are no corporate jobs THAT IS THE DREAM well... at least for me.
I think the underlying meaning of this for me is I just want a life of freedom. I want to be a free-spirit, a creative going where the wind takes me. I want to feel like an eagle soaring in the sky. But that is too much to ask in this society, as we are all forced to fit in a box, to work soul-sucking corporate jobs. If I have to summarize this , I want to live, not just survive. Until I can find that, this thought will be an escapism of mine.
The Soft Skin (dir. François Truffaut, 1964)