There was a time I formally meditated: sat for hours everyday in silence. It turned into a trap. A place in which to hide. I also started thinking I was "spiritual" and people who didn't do like me were somehow less. In other words, it turned into a religion for me.
It's easy to fall into this, so watch it.
Presently life is a meditation. It's not about entering some womb of contentment anymore. It's much more about being very present with what the universe is presenting at the moment. Really being here, rather than lost in some mental commentary of the situation.
Things can really be quite beautiful, even doing the dishes.....until the mind jumps in again saying "god I wish I was doing something else" or goes off on some tangent about something that happened yesterday or twenty years ago, or some anxious thoughts about tomorrow. Then the meditation is to nonjudgmentally see the thoughts and let them pass. There is nothing wrong with them; the suffering only starts when we drown in them.
After a time we become less hidden in the mind and live life in a more naked and exposed way. The way it was meant to be lived.