I'm sure you have an idea of what meditation is. You know "about" it. The actual experience could be nothing like you imagine unless you have had my experiences. You have had your experiences with meditation; even without realizing it. But how does one describe the feeling of birth, of death, or any experience except with words that only fit the other person's understanding of them? Sometimes words don't give us the answers we want. There IS another realm of understanding achieved in meditation that most find it hard to put into words.
Some of the things I do before going into meditation are as follows. I give up any desire to gain anything from it. I have an understanding of God. I realize that the journey I take in meditation is totally separated from my human reasoning and consciousness. I cannot bring anything back that will change my life for the better or worse. I go to commune with my true self and God. I go to ask questions. I go to seek truth. I go to experience what I could never experience within the limits of my human mind. I go realizing that no part of my human anatomy is the "I" that you or myself knows. I am not my brain, body, or human thought. But my brain, body, and human thought belong to "I" - the true identity I experience in meditation.
These, among many others, are realizations that must be achieved to "step" into that "other world". It is never a humanly motivated action. It is not a dream world. It is not done to make my life better. One learns exactly what kind of "computer" we really are in this human life existance. If a computer has no intelligence of itself except for what one puts into it, one must learn how this comparison relates to our own human life. We go from a world of "opposites" into a world of "oneness" where there are no opposites. This is just a "whiff". Not a smell, not a taste, not a bite, not an appetizer, and not even a view or description of the "meal". There is so very much to it and it can't be rightly explained without your knowing so very much more and more important - wanting to know more. It's progressive and requires more from one than one would want to give up in knowing that the price paid is all attachment and love of self-created human existance.
If my words impart an inner thirst, they come from the "I" that doesn't use fingers tapping out letters on a computer keyboard. That "I" represents more love than I ever knew existed. That "I" resides outside of my wall of human problems and reasoning. It is my place, my new-found heaven, and it is more important than my temporary human existance - it has always been and will always be my eternal existance. Humanly, I am nothing except for what I can do. Spiritually, I am everything but do nothing here directly recognized by myself or others. But it is what others sometimes feel. A presence that can be mistaken for me humanly.
I don't expect anything I've said to be impressive. Because it is not. Not humanly, anyway. I have nothing to do with it. It comes from somewhere else. I have learned, after so much seeking, to ask, in unselfishness, for a bridge to let a knowing be imparted into my thoughts. "Truth", as one must learn its omnipotence, omniscience, and omnipresence, permeates beyond the walls of thinking into a place so familiar but unknown to most.