Really Better than Sex, Really

I was awoken at 3:05 am, about 20 minutes earlier than the time my body normally stirs. My program is to head to the bathroom and then engage in some quiet meditation. This has become a ritual for me, both the need for a bathroom break and the need to connect to my Higher Self and the Divine.

For a moment I was unsure as to what woke me. There was not the usual bustle of traffic even at this time of the morning. The roosters were silent, perhaps deciding on a sleep-in. The dogs on the porch were not engaged in their usual rambunctious behavior chasing shadows around the yard. It was perfectly still.

So what woke me?

The realization was quite surprising.

It was the smell of clean, fresh, pure air wafting under my door and up to my nose. Until this time, I never noticed the rareness of this scent. The sensation was so strange that it drew my body awake. My nose reacted first, then my lungs expanded and drank it in, all the while wondering what manner of sorcery was being visited upon them.
I slowly stretched and took in several large beautiful breaths, filling both lungs with clean air, expanding my chest cavity to capture one of the few things on earth that is still abundant and free. Now Mother Nature had upped the ante by providing it unpolluted and pure. She reminded me of her goodness and capability to provide if only us humans cooperate.

Eventually, I returned to my normal programming and subsequently had one of the most orgasmic meditations ever.

Samahdi.