right outside of my studio is an ENORMOUS fig tree. when i walked by it today, there was a little fig sitting on the ground right in front of me. i hadn’t noticed that the tree had started bearing fruit yet and when i looked up to search for more, there was not a single other fig on the tree. i couldn’t help but think that this was some sort of a good sign . . . here is what i discovered:
“The symbolic meanings of figs preceded those of the fig tree: figs connote abundance and initiation. Ancient Egyptian priests ate them at their consecration ceremonies, and the first desert hermits ate them, too. (Their nutritional value is also obvious.) The many seeds in the fig are supposed to signify unity and the universality of true understanding, knowledge, and sometimes faith.”
also that figs epitomize the MEDITERRANEAN, its climate, its food, its way of life . . . and guess who’s going to the mediterranean on monday ? MOI !
