
I Am Transdisciplinary
Nimi Wariboko
Boston University
Yesterday (April 13, 2023), a young, brilliant Nigerian female painter asked me
“which of the disciplines your scholarship covers do you enjoy most?” “What is
your preferred discipline?” “Economics, philosophy, religious studies,
theology, social ethics, cultural studies, or history?” I could not immediately answer her questions. She looked at me as if I was
holding something back from her. Frankly, I have no preference.
I finally said, “economics, because its way of thinking is neat, logical, and more precise than the other ones.” I quickly added, “philosophy is great because of its range, its power of thought or analysis, and its wide applications to lived experiences of persons and communities.”
The problem for my confusion is that I do not see myself as being in multiple disciplines or as one trying to compartmentalize his thought or scholarship to stay within the guardrails and guidelines of any discipline—or set of disciplines. I see all my disciplines as one—as coming from a man trying to think, working to grasp what is happening around him, and enjoying the process. I see all disciplines as rooted in one abyss of knowledge and wisdom. The abyss is the void within the order of knowledge where order itself (systems of knowledge) breaks down.
Ideas come to me and I try to work them out with all the tools available to me. I do not work to create them; I only strive to discover them in the universe or receive them from All-that-is-beyond-us. I lavishingly entertain and play with them when they come to me as visitors. In my hospitality toward them I bring out all that I own to make them feel at home in my being and abode. This is why I do not describe myself or my scholarship as multidisciplinary or interdisciplinary. I say I am transdisciplinary.
Multidisciplinarity or interdisciplinarity attempts to cover the constitutive lack in the knowledge system in ways that do not threaten the system itself. Transdisciplinarity wants to get lost in the abyss of knowledge and wisdom. The goal of transdisciplinarity—as I use the term—is to circulate around the abyss without ever claiming certainty of knowledge or providing a contemplative sanctuary of a discipline (or disciplining) in the face of uncertainty or the Ungrund (the bottomless depth, the undifferentiated groundless ground of existence).
Transdisciplinarity’s true aim is endless, restless circulation. It only wants to (fire-) dance around the ungraspable abyss. Perhaps, the satisfaction of this creative-destructive dance is the repeated failure to pin down the incomprehensible abyss or the impossible possibility that eludes the human search for knowledge.
Transdisciplinarity
is the poor term I have chosen to describe my repeated failures. It does not
permit the luxury of preference or of naming one’s ownmost enjoyment. One
only has to sincerely flow with the mystery of the quest for knowledge, forever
seeking a voluptuous, rapturous embrace with the mystery (spirit) of wisdom
that inhabits the street corners of the universe.