I think that lots of experimentation is the key.
I began by smoking the various aromatics that smelled good and came from my local smoke shop. I thought that's what most everyone did. I had lots and lots of issues related to that type of tobacco. Packing - moisture level - tongue bite - relights with more tongue bite, etc.
My improvement began when I began exploring different tobaccos. In my case, various English blends. These tobaccos presented themselves differently to me, seemed to be of higher quality, less moisture that prevented burning, and whatever other "unknowables" that go into the smoky mist of a beautiful smoking experience.
And drier. As my tobaccos became drier I found greater success.
Part of that happened as I had more than one tin open to choose from, some of it came about because I was trying the "gravity feed" technique, and for me that was only successful with tobacco much drier than the aros of the past.
And strangely, I don't like trying to dig into a bag to find the tobacco that's going into my chamber. I was too ignorant to get into the habit of having a bowl or something available when I had bags or pouches, but with a tin - I had the lid, which I readily utilized. And that helped.
Fondling.
Much like for your partner, more fondling is often better. But unlike my woman, when my tobacco is more moist, that's when it needs more fondling .............
Seriously, the more preparation I use for my tobacco to reach the ability to gravity feed, the better smoke I have. It just leads to me being able to achieve the type of packing, lighting & smoking experience that seems right for me.
Others, I know, just shove it in and do well. I can only do that with Carter Hall, which was part of my transition from aros to English.
All in all, it really took a couple of years.
* "Better" tobacco
* More variety of tobacco
* More preparation
After those are part of the lead-up, packing becomes a different experience.
My humble opinion on a lazy Saturday morning, after the last of a tin of Old Dublin (dry) was crumbled up and gravity fed into the conical chamber of a little Aldo Velani dedicated to the blend. Only "packed" at the very end to get the final dust pressed down on top. Then about an hour or so wandering around outside in the sunshine, letting my neighbors dog take me for a random walk.
Some tamping along the way. A few relights.
Cheers