Adding on to this, I feel like the reason we let our figs rot is also very much related to the idea of being perfect at everything we try. Sometimes, it's just about trying, failing, and trying again. Or maybe not trying again.
It is okay to let the figs rot. It is okay to not be perfect at every fig.
Felt everything so real and soo relatable. Iām too in the same path of figuring things out and Iāve had so many figs and spent so much time looking at them, waiting for a sign, waiting for the perfect moment that Iāve come to realize, as you also said, that that time will never come if I keep on just looking and not acting on them.
I want to write, i want to act, I want to create things with my hands, my mind and my body. I want to be a storyteller in every possible way for me, while helping others and move something in the people; and i want to do so many other significant things.
This is a tip I read a while ago and remember it by writing this now: if u donāt know what to do (what fig to choose), try everything, do something at a time but donāt sit and think about it, just pick something and life itself will unfold as you keep moving forward. Cause if you donāt move, thereās no space and energy for things to move too. This was supposed to be a one line comment, idk where the rest came from but okaa :)š¤š» keep on the good workš« thxs
Sitting in the pile of my rotten figs, I found this piece. This is everything I needed to finally get up and look at the tree above. The figs that still haven't fallen.
I couldn't relate to something this much I guess. This article found me at the perfect time. Thank you, Hasif.
I think the reminder that there will be times where the figs rot is normal and part of it. I will beat myself up so much for the things that didnāt happen instead of accepting that itās all part of becoming and being.
Two things: 1) This write-up is very relatable to me. The figs analogy had caused heartache since I was little, but another quote soothed that pain(?)ā'jack of all trades, master of none but oftentimes better than master of one'. I haven't reached the end of the write-up yet but this quote makes me feel better and gives me hope that I can pick my hobbies up again and simply do it. If not to become a master, simply for fun
2) I don't think you'll never get the chance to do the things you love ever again. Yes, it hurts to let an opportunity pass by but more will come. The goal is to be brave enough to grab it by the throat when it shows it's face again.
This piece really found me at a point in my life right now where Iām uncertain about what to do. Listening to Vienna by Billy Joel everyday and trying to figure out which fig to pick simply because I feel like Iām so short on time. While I still havenāt yet figured out which fig to pick, this has really helped me so much :)
this is so beautiful, i often find myself overwhelmed by the mere thought of all I hope to pursue and accomplish. reframing it this way is so encouraging!
Omg I also wrote about the fig tree,love how everyone has their own figs that they cannot lose
I really love your writings
Love this so much.
Adding on to this, I feel like the reason we let our figs rot is also very much related to the idea of being perfect at everything we try. Sometimes, it's just about trying, failing, and trying again. Or maybe not trying again.
It is okay to let the figs rot. It is okay to not be perfect at every fig.
You are already a writerā¦ and a good one.
Felt everything so real and soo relatable. Iām too in the same path of figuring things out and Iāve had so many figs and spent so much time looking at them, waiting for a sign, waiting for the perfect moment that Iāve come to realize, as you also said, that that time will never come if I keep on just looking and not acting on them.
I want to write, i want to act, I want to create things with my hands, my mind and my body. I want to be a storyteller in every possible way for me, while helping others and move something in the people; and i want to do so many other significant things.
This is a tip I read a while ago and remember it by writing this now: if u donāt know what to do (what fig to choose), try everything, do something at a time but donāt sit and think about it, just pick something and life itself will unfold as you keep moving forward. Cause if you donāt move, thereās no space and energy for things to move too. This was supposed to be a one line comment, idk where the rest came from but okaa :)š¤š» keep on the good workš« thxs
Sitting in the pile of my rotten figs, I found this piece. This is everything I needed to finally get up and look at the tree above. The figs that still haven't fallen.
I couldn't relate to something this much I guess. This article found me at the perfect time. Thank you, Hasif.
Gotta go pick those figs.
This was a signal from the universe
Really enjoyed this, thank you!
I think the reminder that there will be times where the figs rot is normal and part of it. I will beat myself up so much for the things that didnāt happen instead of accepting that itās all part of becoming and being.
Beautiful essay!
What this piece does beautifully is name something most advice skips:
the moment waiting stops feeling temporary and starts feeling safe. Not because weāre lazy but because choosing one path means grieving the others.
"Donāt let your figs rot" is about noticing when delay quietly replaces desire.
Thank you for writing this without pretending itās simple.
- Doublešļø
I have a question, can you pick rotten figs? Figs that have fallen already and become rotten?
Two things: 1) This write-up is very relatable to me. The figs analogy had caused heartache since I was little, but another quote soothed that pain(?)ā'jack of all trades, master of none but oftentimes better than master of one'. I haven't reached the end of the write-up yet but this quote makes me feel better and gives me hope that I can pick my hobbies up again and simply do it. If not to become a master, simply for fun
2) I don't think you'll never get the chance to do the things you love ever again. Yes, it hurts to let an opportunity pass by but more will come. The goal is to be brave enough to grab it by the throat when it shows it's face again.
What do u mean by feel the warmth of a different sun? I'm confused?
Just do it. No one die of embarrassment.
This piece really found me at a point in my life right now where Iām uncertain about what to do. Listening to Vienna by Billy Joel everyday and trying to figure out which fig to pick simply because I feel like Iām so short on time. While I still havenāt yet figured out which fig to pick, this has really helped me so much :)
this is so beautiful, i often find myself overwhelmed by the mere thought of all I hope to pursue and accomplish. reframing it this way is so encouraging!
i cried while reading this piece