Focus (“Solitary”)

Solitary Hey, Frameshifters. I have had some very interesting conversations over the past two weeks about focus. Specifically, as I transition into focusing more and more on my coaching practice, I notice that I struggle to -- well, FOCUS. I like to think that I have a vast supply of energy to draw from on… Continue reading Focus (“Solitary”)

Symphony (Teamwork and collaboration)

Well, hello there. Fancy seeing you here. Day 4! Day late again, but fuck it. Symphony Let’s make it happen! I had an amazing interaction with my team from my “9-to-5” yesterday. Technically, I’m on PTO (paid time off), but the school year is quickly approaching and our individual time-off plans overlapped such that we… Continue reading Symphony (Teamwork and collaboration)

“Toothbrush?” (Impeccability)

Hi, Frameshifters. Day 2 of #postaday. The word of the day is “toothbrush.” What in the blippety blop am I supposed to do on a coaching blog with toothbrush? So I wrote a stream-of-consciousness blurb to try to unstick my brain. Eh… it had some kind of effect… sort of… Really, it gave me an… Continue reading “Toothbrush?” (Impeccability)

Self-esteem and Satisfaction (What is substandard?)

Hello, Frameshifters. I’m challenging myself to write more. Welcome to my first #postaday post! I perused a couple threads and fell on what I think is a fitting topic, an amalgam of entries for this new challenge: self-esteem. Let’s start with the basics. self-esteem (n): confidence in one's own worth or abilities; the esteem in… Continue reading Self-esteem and Satisfaction (What is substandard?)

“None of this is real.”

I was text chatting with a friend of mine who recently went through a bad break-up. She said she was trying not to be angry. I asked her, “Why not be angry?” and she said, “None of this is real. It’s all an illusion.” Now, this produced an interesting response in me, converse to a… Continue reading “None of this is real.”

Exhausted

I have no idea what purpose this post will serve, but I'm writing it anyway. I am exhausted. Flat out, running on fumes, people looking at me saying, “Ryan, are you OK?” exhausted. The wax from the candle is pooling on both sides of me and I'm wondering, “How long is this f#(&ing candle?!” I… Continue reading Exhausted

Do What You Can’t Do

Write songs you can’t sing. Choreograph dances you can’t dance. Celebrate both your limits and what you have to offer. So often, people treat their limits like the end of the road. “I’m not good enough. I’m not smart enough. People don’t like me.” Thank you, Stuart Smalley. So often, people use their limits as… Continue reading Do What You Can’t Do