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Tracie Skarbo was motivated to write by her father, who was her biggest supporter. “He was always behind me, rallying me on with my writing. I would always see him with a book in hand. He gave me a great appreciation for the written word, and the power and responsibility that writers have to shape those who read their words. He also taught me to respect nature and to value the beauty within it; my reflections on my environment are just an extension of this.” Skarbo was raised on Vancouver Island and is working on her next two books.

Saturday, November 24, 2012


A homemade bean bag
At my root chakra
The seated lotus
Erupts within me

My hearing stretches
And I listen to the earth’s heartbeat
The solid rhythm
Humming like the generator she is

She calls to me
Promising flight
If only I am brave enough
To take that first step

Kundalini yawns and stretches
Up my spine
Spiraling and igniting fire
Within my heart

White light
Empowers a lifting
I am no longer tied
To what was

I rise
And expand
Then shrink
Into a molecule

Form is no longer
A function
But a vanity
An attachment

In an instant
I am no longer
Where I was
But have traversed eons

My eyes grace
Birthing nebulas
Dying entities
Timeless space

My mind
Tries to force
Form upon them
Only to experience invisible laughter

Light and color
I have never known
Mesh together and deliver
Surreal music

I am alone
Yet surrounded by those
Who have come before me
To draw light and wisdom

Their voices align
Taking me to new heights
No longer am I afraid
Of what is to come

For I realize everything
Has been
And has gone
Only to come again

Like the waning tide-moods of the ocean

Over at dVerse Poets today, Mary has given us the word 'preparation' and asked us to write about some of the techniques we use, or what the word means to us.  I often use meditation for a means to de-stress or to unclutter my mind when things get hectic in my life.  This is just one of the experiences I have enjoyed with regular practice.


  1. So lovely... the ability to experience meditation like this is difficult.

    1. Thanks for coming by Laurie. Yes having an experience such as this is few and far between, I always hope for more though. :)

  2. ha. funny thing...i was reading keroac tonight...and your words if the stanzas were broken out remind me of some of his american haiku...I listen to the earth’s heartbeat...love that...also enjoyed looking up kundalini....like a meditation...ha i just saw your label so i guess it is...smiles.

  3. Sounds like quite the experience indeed, tried it once or twice but never did much for me, my mind goes a mile a minute and too many voices up there haha

    1. That happens to me sometimes too Pat... it just takes practice. Some find a certain point to fixate on is a help, like watching a candle. Music can also help.

  4. Yeah, meditation can do trippy things to the head. They can be very distracting and satisfying -- almost deceptively so, eh?

    PS - do you know that you have CAPTCH verification turned on -- I had to submit this comment 3 times -- please consider turning it off. It is a pain in the butt for commentors. Thanx. Fun poem

    1. Hello Sabio... I am not sure what CAPTCH verification is or how to turn it off. I am sorry for your troubles, I will look into how to turn it off. Thanks

  5. What a beautiful poem. It is a meditation itself. I loved especially the "invisible laughter" and your beautiful closing line. Wonderful writing!

    1. Thanks for coming by Sherry... I see we share the same stomping grounds... I too am on the west coast of Canada, Vancouver Island in fact. I am pleased to meet you.

  6. It's wonderful to have a set way to decompress and recharge. Well-described. k.

  7. beautiful! There are times you have to shut away the world and go within yourself for peace.

    1. Candlelit bubble baths work well too Katley! :)

  8. nice..i like that you compare it to the ocean tides and the humming of the earth like a generator...i like

  9. Shows the importance of being in the moment

  10. this is a wonderful poem, such peace found within

  11. I miss my yoga. This is lovely!

  12. Tracie, this is a good place to be. I'm also a would-be practioner of meditation and am finally coming to realize we are all, always, beginners and will never really arrive. I like how you incorporate the chakras and colors.

    1. Very true Victoria, I will always be a humble student! Thanks so much for coming by!

  13. Everything has been and has gone... Yes, that is the moment. Well done!