by Lynne Maureen Hurdle | Jan 14, 2020 | Communication, Conflict Coaching, Inner Conflicts
Duchess of Sussex, Meghan Markle and Prince Harry busted into the decade with the most jaw-dropping life example of breaking culture. I do have to say that I predicted it, but hey, I’m not always right on these things. They are leading the way along with African...
by Lynne Maureen Hurdle | Jan 7, 2020 | Inner Conflicts, Race Relations
I can remember when Dr. King was killed. My mother sobbed and my dad looked profoundly sad. They had moved my sister and I into an all white neighborhood three years before his death and we were dealing with a lot. My parents, my mother in particular, knew that the...
by Lynne Maureen Hurdle | Oct 22, 2019 | Communication, Conflict Coaching, Inner Conflicts, Parenting
Let me talk to parents a moment here. “To fear is one thing. To let fear grab you by the tail and swing you around is another.” – Katherine Paterson, author children’s novels Fear Wears Many Disguises Fear is a very strong motivator. It’s an invisible...
by Lynne Maureen Hurdle | Sep 24, 2019 | Conflict Coaching, Inner Conflicts, Parenting
”I’m impatient.” Remember that statement from last week’s blog? But was I really? I mean was that just a part of who I arrived here to be or did I absorb it from the woman who lettered in it, my mom, who quite probably learned it from the woman who mastered it, her...
by Lynne Maureen Hurdle | Sep 17, 2019 | Communication, Conflict Coaching, Inner Conflicts, Parenting
I have learned a lot about patience from my youngest son much more out of necessity than desire. Until this became a mandatory assignment for my need to parent him in a way that would help him love himself, I embraced, loved and committed myself to my impatience. I...
by Lynne Maureen Hurdle | Sep 10, 2019 | Inner Conflicts
Any group that has had hate pitted against them in the form of words, laws, policies, violence and injustice has experienced anger and even rage. There is that feeling that surges inside of you so strong and deep that you can’t ignore it, but you are almost afraid of...
