So High Why

I am so High.

I carve out sixty minutes of the one thousand, four hundred and forty assigned on the daily for my meditation practice; a tiny fraction when you consider the tremendous benefits that accrue from this act.

I spend the rest of the day on a high, a natural high;
Similar to the runner’s high but I didn’t run anywhere;
Similar to the smoker’s high but I didn’t smoke anything.
Similar to the young lover’s high, but I didn’t meet up with Ludus.

It’s a different kind of high.
One that does not come from the without but from the within.
Making it all the more real and lasting.
Bridging the connection between my Inner Being and the Divine, with the result being this high.

I want to stay high.

Why.