I decided a little while ago that I am done rushing. It feels terrible, it sets my body into an alarmed state, and it doesn’t actually help me get anywhere any more quickly. (As one of my meditation teachers at The Spring Meditation says, there is a difference between moving quickly and “rushing.”)
That decision has also made me realize how much unnecessary hurry I add into my days. Eating quickly, jumping from one thing to the next, etc. Rushing less, and also hurrying less, means giving myself more time. Time to get ready, time in transition. Habits can be hard to break (of courseee), so I’ve found something to give myself for those moments: Five breaths.
Five breaths, for me, for the moment, right here, right there.