my TEDx talk

nkm tedx uw 2

When I was invited by the University of Waterloo to give a TEDx talk (TEDxUW) last summer, I knew that if I was going to give a TEDx talk, there was only one thing I wanted to talk about – how secrets undermine our capacity to Imagine & Do.

I accepted the invitation to give a talk.

Then, I spent five months trying to talk myself out of my topic.  I was petrified.  I knew that if I wanted to talk about secrets then I would have to do some truth-telling of my own.  I had spent 21 years trying to simultaneously tell and hide my truths through my art, scholarship, and life.  I had become proficient at being clear and abstract but, I knew that it was time for me to speak plainly and culminate my experiences in the form of a TEDx talk because I believed that freedom was on the other side of truth-telling.

On Nov. 17, 2012 I spoke words aloud that I had previously only thought because I wanted to be the person I imagined.  My TEDxUW talk, “Imagine & Do” (named after a previous blog post) is the most important representation of art and scholarship that I have created in my life.  I am exceedingly proud of it, still a bit afraid of the personal and professional consequences that it may yield but, relieved because those secrets will no longer undermine my capacity to imagine and do.

And, as I said in my talk, “there are many truths, and the telling of any of my truths directly effects the lives of others.  So to those who I love, whose lives might be affected by my truth-telling today, I ask for your understanding and for your forgiveness”.

Please watch the video and, if it connects with you, please share it with others.

’til soon,

nkm

imagine & do

nkm phd convocation

it feels like i’ve been holding my breath for six years.  at my convocation yesterday, i started to exhale.

in 2006 i told my mom that i was thinking about doing my ph.d but that i was terrified that i wasn’t smart enough, that it would take too long, and that it would be too alienating to be in a predominantly white academic space (i had barely made it through my mfa).  my mom told me that i had done the hardest part already – i had imagined myself doing a ph.d.  she said that doing what i had imagined would be hard but, that imagining myself doing it was the hardest part.

i was still terrified when i started my ph.d in theatre studies at york university in september 2007.  i didn’t know who to trust, how to write scholarship applications, how to write academic prose, or even what to wear.  i built community slowly, wrote seven scholarship applications (got four!), painstakingly wrote each essay, and consistently overdressed.  i was pregnant when i wrote my comprehensive exams, breastfeeding when i wrote my dissertation, and an assistant professor at the university of waterloo when i revised and defended it (it was nominated for three awards).

nkm phd convocation i barely fought back a tidal wave of tears, yesterday, when the hood was placed on my shoulders, i heard my name called, and i saw the title of my dissertation appear on the screen.  i’m crying now, tears of sheer exhaustion; the ph.d was hard to imagine and hard to do.  i’m proud of myself.  i feel a deep sense of personal satisfaction.  i imagined and did something that was beyond the realm of what i thought i could do, which means i underestimated myself. i suspect a lot of us underestimate ourselves often.  here’s hoping we do a lot more imagining and doing!

xxo,
nkm