I’m not quite sure why I find asking questions difficult. I have a theory, but mostly it is a story I have told myself to make sense of some of my quirks.
In the last year I have begun to ask questions. The last month or so has taught me that my default of trying to operate out of my assumptions is just a recipe for distress.
I am beginning to recognise that actually whatever I may have to say will be far better received if I begin by inquiring about the current paradigm.
Before I offer my solution, to say: I think we have a problem, what do you see?
Before I offer my insightful advice, to ask: where do you think you are?
It is ridiculously simple, but sometimes subconscious messaging can mean we overlook the glaringly obvious.