Seeing the World Through Others Eyes

By Megan Follows
June 25, 2007

Megan Follows makes her home in Los Angeles now where she is busy acting for live theatre, television and in movies.
I love shedding who I am, freeing myself from the limitations of my specific story and inhabiting someone else’s life.


I believe in seeing the world through others’ eyes. That must be why I am an actress.

I love shedding who I am, freeing myself from the limitations of my specific story and inhabiting someone else’s life. From a nurse fighting for justice to a stage mother fighting for her child’s talent to be heard, I have been fortunate enough to embrace, if only for the run of a play or a movie, a different point of view. The challenge is having to embrace points of view that seem so different from my own. To find empathy with a woman who leaves her children for what she sees as the greater emancipation of womankind; to find compassion for a mother who takes her own child’s life forces me to set aside my personal beliefs, to look beyond the obvious wrong so that I may find the humanity within actions that may seem so inhumane. I believe that somewhere between right and wrong, somewhere between black and white, we can achieve a greater understanding of others’ lives.

I believe in the power of make-believe to enrich my life by allowing me to explore someone else’s. Because it’s in the power of inhabiting another’s beliefs that I might get a glimmer of empathy. It can allow me to find compassion for those I find I am in opposition to.

Professionally, I’m onstage, or in front of the camera. But I also love taking pictures. I have had the opportunity to travel widely, and I take my camera wherever I go. Pictures let me see people, objects, landscapes, in relation to each other. I was in Cambodia in March, and I had spent a day photographing children, most of who lived on the streets. Some of the children found work at the local garbage dump. It was extremely hot, humid and dusty as I rode in the back of a tuk-tuk, an open aired cab pulled by a moped. The heat was intense like the city, like the children’s faces I’d been collecting, fragments, smiles, laughs, questioning stares. They seemed to ask: “Why do you want my picture… it will cost a dollar”. Taking pictures, and thinking about taking pictures, trains my mind and my heart to see, within a face or a pattern of light, the familiar in a sometimes completely foreign place. As a photographer, I capture a moment, suspended, before it dissolves. Although suspended, these moments animate my sense of belonging, of participating in not just my life, but in a greater community. It allows me yet another way of seeing the world through different eyes.

When things get tough or uncomfortable, I can be tempted to look away—to not have the courage to see the world through unfamiliar eyes. If I want to be a good actor, I can’t have my guard up. If I want to be a good photographer I have to use the power of my camera to witness all aspects of our environment. There are times when it seems impossible to make sense of a situation: how parents could leave her own children, or why children are allowed to live in the streets without education or love. As an actor, as a photographer, as a member of my community, I try to live in the question, because then I am in the moment. Then my eyes are open to the different worlds my fellow human beings inhabit.

For This I Believe, I’m Megan Follows in Toronto.