Yes, call it what you want but the goal of meditation is really nothing, the absence of activity. It is our time to unwind, let go, until we are just sitting, sitting with no thought, no self, just being. Meditation does not need to be sexy, goal oriented, the visualization of dreams coming true. And in the opposite extreme meditation does not need to be cut off from the joy of life, all feeling, separate, and dry. Life in our serious, overly mental culture is dry enough. Why meditate for more desert when love is already in short supply?
Meditation is all about coming home. It is enough to come home from all our worldly activity and relax in the best place in town, inside ourselves. If we can not be comfortable here how do we expect to find our comfort in the world?