I walked into my graduate school acting/movement class. I was so extraordinarily happy to see my colleagues, Ricardo, Anne Marie and Chelsea among others. I was late, and wearing the fanciest clothes you ever did see. But I didn't care. I didn't care what my peers or teacher thought. And that's when I knew it was a dream.
I woke up from this dream a few weeks ago and loved the lesson I learned. Without having to actually relive my Masters degree, I was able to see how things might be different, now. A big portion of me wishes, "If only I could complete that degree with more confidence or less worry about what others thought. Maybe then..." Maybe then, what?
I would be singing full-time right now?
My recovery post-grad wouldn't have been necessary?
I would have received more opportunities?
Maestro and DK would have loved and adored the ground I walked on?
Maybe so. Maybe, had I developed more confidence everything would be different. The further away I am from my degree, the more passionately I believe that we should spend less time trying to stuff information into people's heads and more time teaching them the tools to overcome mental obstacles and develop genuine confidence. Can you imagine what the world would be like if we valued personal and interpersonal skills over information? It would be Badass. The world would be the biggest badass you ever did see. And that's the world I'm going to work towards in any way I know how.
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