I've never been any good at meditating. I was raised to believe that meditating was an
'emptying of the mind' which would let the devil in, so I was scared of it. The first time I tried, I was so scared of the devil appearing that my mind filled with screams, and I didn't try again for years. With a little guidance, I did manage once or twice to have at least some kind of restful experience, if not anything particularly deep.
Then I bought a few books, studied them dutifully, and tried again. It worked. I became intensely peaceful and a vision of a shallow pool appeared before me, with leaves and flowers floating on the surface. And a needle. As I watched, the needle began to turn. I was so excited - I'd found my inner compass and it was guiding me! And of course, the needle froze as I stopped simply observing and began to think again.
'Just relax,' I told myself,
'relax, relax...' But the vision began to fade. And the lesson had been learned.
Just relax, and let your inner compass guide you. And stop overthinking everything!