It is what we are, underneath the skin, meat, and seeds of the guava-body. All techniques require effort, intention, discipline, will. Concentration wears a watch and knows when to start and when to stop. Concentration owns a ruler to measure progress. Meditation has neither watch nor ruler.
Meditation never begins and never ends.
Meditation is a feast wholly unto itself, with you and I centerpieces on its handcrafted table. In the world of words, meditation and silence are synonymous. They refer to an emptiness in which what we are stands alone. It contains only what we are, nothing else. When silence bites us like the snake it is, we forget everything.