We've all got that one thing in common, Asking questions that never come with answers. Does that give us permission to ask another question except this time around we get to make up the answer? It's almost like living in our past. We really aren't. The physical act of hanging out with memories is our natural way of rewriting the story that best fits where we are today. I'm blessed with the opportunity to share my broadcast experiences with future leaders just getting started. Most are so terrified of why they made the choice to step into the school. They're there. Their voices shine with quivers. Their hearts are open to learn. How can they instantly find success in a world of communication completely pummeled by massive amounts of digit space for anyone wanting or willing to share words. In the middle of my lessons last night a voice came from out of nowhere, "Where are you taking us?" Like coming up to a rattlesnake my eyes went directly to the source of energy that made it a point to be heard. Where are you taking us? Interestingly enough the answer delivered will change each time we meet over the next 7 weeks. It's who we are! When we can't locate the answer to the questions we're asking we give our self permission to ask a different question. I answered her question. The moment it came into my place of thinking it actually took the wind from my lungs. I sat down. I looked at her and every student present, "That's a very fair question. Where am I taking you. We're going where you allow yourself to grow. Each of you are on separate journeys. None of you will get the same lesson. Just know that when you start asking the questions that someone who has lived the life can help bring light to what's quickly becoming weight. Let your artist self have a voice. It deserves it. Many of you waited years to be in this moment of becoming a broadcaster. I can't tell you why the time was extremely lengthened. Just know that you are here. Don't ruin it. Art requires time. Paint doesn't instantly dry. That's where we are going."