In my previous life, I didn't know how to linger. I remember once getting so angry with my son's baseball coach because he wouldn't tell me when baseball practice ended. I had two other kids, one was a baby and a full-time job. He said, Practice ends when it ends. I'd end up waiting in… Continue reading Learning to Linger
One of my new ventures this year is a yoga class twice a week. Obviously, I am several centuries/generations/cultures behind others who have engaged in this ancient physical/spiritual practice over time. I'm 100% aware of how late I am to this game. I am still very much a back row beginner and super clear on the fact… Continue reading If Only I Could Write While Doing Yoga
Today, all of nature got the memo that spring has officially begun. At least that's how it is here in Texas. The day was awash with blue skies, a breeze, new grass the once a year lime to kelly green color, trees with baby tender leaves. I saw all these flowers with only buds. I have to wait… Continue reading On My Walk…
We are iced in today here in Texas, our first of the season. Of course, it is nothing like the dangerous, crippling, on-going weather the Northeast has had to deal with in recent weeks. It's just a thin sheet of ice. But here, that's enough to shut down schools and businesses; erase plans and meetings… Continue reading Paused
In football games, a time out is for re-grouping, strategizing, managing the clock, drinking Gatorade and sometimes just for messing with the game plan of your opponent. In child rearing, a time out is to remove a child from his/her cycle of behavior; to teach him/her what is not acceptable through a bit of negative… Continue reading Time Out
Dr. Cindy Ryan 