Before you put your coaching hat on the shelf this summer, consider the countless opportunities to use coaching with friends and family members over the summer break. Whether you're out to dinner with friends, on a long road trip with your family, or even at the grocery store with your kid(s), coaching is guaranteed to foster more connected and meaningful interactions with those you love.

Here are four ways you can use coaching skills with friends and family this summer:

Logan Anderson is an elementary school teacher with the Toronto District School Board. She has worked in education with a focus on early reading intervention and special support programming for over 13 years. Logan recently completed the self-paced version of The Anatomy and here’s what she had to say in an interview with Quinn.

When talking about mental health with staff and students, how do we know when a supportive conversation would benefit from a coaching approach? When is it appropriate to give support, advice and encourage to seek further support from professionals?

These are questions we are asked all the time.

So, you want to be a coach. You think there is a better way to help people achieve what they want to achieve. You believe if you learned coaching skills, you’d help unlock people’s potential. There’s great appetite to become more coach-like and the hunger has only increased in recent years. If you are hungry, you are not alone.

If you’re currently convinced by the power of coaching, you might be asking yourself a very important question: how do I share coaching’s impact with others? One of the greatest challenges we’ve experienced over the years is that the proof is in the pudding. And, unfortunately, the pudding is often subjective. For colleagues who need more than your transformative personal anecdotes to be convinced by coaching, research can help your plight.

What comes to mind when you picture a waterfall? As someone who grew up around meandering rivers with gentle falls and the occasional dam, I picture a babbling stream in the valley below from my childhood home, later dammed by beavers who’ve long since abandoned their project, leaving a marshland in their wake.