by Annabelle Coote | Jun 29, 2015 | Exercises, Movement Matters Blog
It feels super urgent! I know. You want to send the email, the text, march over to the house, fix it!! Because it feels like if you don’t, it’s just going to get worse. Maybe it’s a painfully awkward conversation with a boyfriend, or a fight with your sister, or even...
by Annabelle Coote | Jun 11, 2015 | Exercises, Movement Matters Blog, Self Care
I am sick and getting ready for two trips. A big one – to Spain in two days for my brother’s wedding and a smaller one just a couple days after we return for my nephew’s wedding in Pennsylvania. Funny, the travel time will be about the same for each even though one is...
by Annabelle Coote | May 29, 2015 | Exercises, Movement Matters Blog, Self Care
I am driving to Boston right now for my monthly training….. Oh wait, no I’m not. I’m at home with a flat tire, waiting for my husband to come home and help me out. I’ll be, um, a little late today. Instead of being on the road, I’m travelling into blog land, with a...
by Annabelle Coote | Apr 17, 2015 | Exercises, Movement Matters Blog, Self Care
Make space for your feelings. Huh? What does that mean? In my therapy work, I ask clients all the time to make space for their feelings, or I ask them what it might be like if they did. If someone has worked with me for a while, they know what this means, but if...
by Annabelle Coote | Apr 2, 2015 | Exercises, Movement Matters Blog, Self Care
Do you ever feel “stuck in your head”? There is a lot going on in our lives, and consequently there can be a lot going on in our heads. Thoughts swirl around to-do lists. The “don’t forget about…’s” interrupt the worries, which creep right into the middle...
by Annabelle Coote | Mar 2, 2015 | Exercises, Movement Matters Blog
There was no way I was going to make it on time…. I was trying to get out the door to head to a yoga class after a meeting that ran late when the phone rang with a call I needed to take. Then, when I was finally on my way, I got caught behind a snow plow. I imagine...
