If only I could be in vacation mode all the time...
So, I haul a$$. There’s just no other way to say it. Doesn’t matter if I have a destination or not, I walk like I needed to be there FIVE MINUTES AGO, people. Outta my way!
If I had to pinpoint where this all started, my guess is college. Far from overprotective parents, I could finally walk places after dark, all by my lonesome. Since I’m five feet tall on a good day, I realized I needed to adopt a don’t-mess-with-me glare and accompanying pace. It also helped me get to my 8 am Calculus class, give or take a few minutes.
A few weeks ago I realized that this mad rush is not limited to my gait … it’s taken over my entire life. It’s not unusual for me to drive 20 miles over the speed limit on my way to work. I practically attack the keyboard when I’m typing emails. I often find myself taking the first chance to end a conversation, in person and on the phone. This is a rather embarrassing discovery for a yogini to make. It’s not like I can’t be mindful and move through life with intention, but it’s sadly just not my default mode.
In an effort to reset my internal speedometer, I spent a few weeks in slow mode. (Because just a few days would be rushing things, right?!) I intentionally picked the slowest grocery line, walked behind the slowest person possible on the path from the parking garage to my office, lingered over a discussion, and drove the speed limit. When I remembered, and when I felt like I could do so without losing my mind.
This was by far the toughest adventure I’ve undertaken, and probably my least successful one in terms of accomplishing my goal. I did make some important observations: (More …)