Hurry! Nothing is Waiting

I'm in the car and I've got a few minutes before I have to be in class. Time for alternate nostril breathing! Yes, this is the kind of thing that excites me nowadays. As I was breathing, I noticed my breaths were long and smooth and un-rushed, which is pretty rare for me. Rushing is my middle name. Even if there's no reason to rush, I'm rushing. Where did this smooth, steady breath come from? It must have been cultivated on my mat. It was on my mat that I discovered my tendency to rush (or at least I acknowledged it there). I'm always thinking about the next thing and it creates this unsettled kind of feeling, a "charged" kind of feeling. Once I acknowledged it, I could use my yoga tools to change it. Savor the juicy present, take three breaths, settle into your seat-all of these are anti-rush techniques. Even though I know this, I don't always do it. I find myself rushing alternate nostril breathing quite often actually; that's why it was a surprise that it was so smooth today. I guess it just means the information and the practices are starting to get stored in my cells; they're becoming part of me and sometimes they surface when I least expect it. It's a good thing (as Martha would say).