When I entered meditation, it seemed as though nothing particularly new was happening, yet there was certainly a distinct difference within. The light enveloped me gently as always, but this time the faces that emerged from within were unusually vivid. My deceased grandmother, grandfather, and father—with whom I still have no contact—appeared in my heart one by one. They were all people who had lived difficult lives. In their relationship with me, there seemed to be more heavy burdens and sorrow than joy. Nevertheless, their appearance showed that there were still unresolved emotional knots within me.