I first tried to meditate when I was seventeen. So the meditation technique I follow is basically to give an idea that a divine light exists, and that the source of that light is pulling you towards it. That idea is to meditate, that is, to bring your attention to the heart. Very magically, this thought turns into a wonderful feeling very soon.
The first time I meditated, it was not easy. And, I didn't even know I was doing it right.
But only experience made me realize, that within me, there was something out of me, that I could delve deeper, and that no matter how constantly everything around me was changing, it was a rock. Was like I can always hang on to it when everything else is falling apart.
The meditation lasted for about half an hour. I had opened my eyes. Yes, I was no expert yet, and neither am I yet. But, that half hour was enough to let me know that I was some of myself, and that my life course was about unveiling the essence from which I had distanced myself.
Suddenly, the trees and the environment around me had taken on a new colour. My heart was overflowing with warmth and tenderness. Now nothing could assure me, that I was not part of a grand design of creation, and that everything around me, the plants, the trees, the people around me, were not part of the same grand scheme of things, And that we were not all children of the same father.
Every morning, when I close my eyes, and meditate on the heart, I know that I am connected to a home, not so far away, that is sending waves of love to tell me that no matter where I am Even if I go, my existence is centered around him.
And when I open my eyes, I realize that the love I felt within myself was not a dream. It was for real.