I used to think clarity came from answers.

From figuring it out.

From solving the right problem.

Answers to move on.

I asked sharp questions.

Productive ones.

Efficient ones.

They kept me moving.

They didn’t help me see.

Better questions don’t move me forward.

They drop me deeper.

Slower.

Into the part I usually skip.

They don’t unlock the answer.

They remove the disguise.

A better question isn’t a strategy.

It’s a disruption.

It disorients enough to loosen my grip

on what I was certain about.

It doesn’t offer a fix.

It offers an opportunity.

It offers a mirror.

Not to correct me.

To confront me.

A better question won’t let me hide.

It shows me where I’m still rehearsing.

Still avoiding.

Still pretending I know.

I used to want control from certainty.

Now I want indication from clarity.

Better questions open me up to possibility

with what’s next.

With NVoN.