carrying out or performing a particular activity, method, or custom habitually or regularly, not as in practice makes perfect. There's no perfection in meditation; there's only the practice of meditating.
I'd tried meditating many, many times previously. But always, I thought there was somewhere I was supposed to get to...like a rock solid inner quietness where my mind would never wander. But I could never get there. So I'd stop meditating.
Or I would meditate on certain thoughts, particular thoughts that I imagined would change things in my outer world...things like, money would flow easily to me if I just thought it into being, or could truly let go of thoughts of lack or need.
I'm older and wiser now. I know the mind does its own thing largely, and that this is the human condition. I know that even people who've meditated for years still struggle with quieting their minds. I know that we each have our own path in life and that the key to happiness is learning to simply be with what is, not in trying to will things to be different than they are.
I used to approach meditation like I approached working out...something I had to do, something I forced upon myself, something I felt guilty about if I didn't do, or didn't do often enough. And when I had less apparent time to do it, it was easy to find reasons not to meditate.
I have the time now. In fact, all I have now is time to meditate ~ whether that's actually sitting in meditation, or practicing mindfulness as well as I can in the rest of my everyday life.
I like meditating...but it's really not about whether I like it or not. It's about having a time (thrice daily) and place where I can come home to myself, where I can touch in with my body, with whatever aches and pains are present, with my breathing, with my aliveness. A time and place where I can viscerally grasp that I am a spiritual being in a human body...that I am on the right path, and that there is no wrong path.