Meditation is a silent heart, a peaceful mind which can make life more lovable, more livable.
Meditation is a practice during which the true dharma emerges entirely of itself, clearing away hindrances and distractions.
Meditation is about coming face to face with the sudden and shocking realization that you are completely crazy, and your mind is a shrieking, gibbering madhouse on wheels barreling pell-mell down the hill, utterly out of control and helpless.
Meditation is a process of getting rid of the whole past, of getting rid of all diseases, of getting rid of all the pus that has gathered in oneself.
Meditation is a nameless experience, tremendously beautiful, ecstatic, utterly silent, but it gives you the taste of eternity, of timelessness, of something beyond death.
Meditation is a fleeing from the self... it the same escape, the same short numbing that the driver of an ox-cart finds in the inn, drinking a few bowls of rice wine or fermented coconut-milk.