March 8, 2018


She is an angel, but her wings are not white. They are black from the soot of all the fires she has burned in, stained with the ashes she has risen from. She is an angel not because she was born that way, but because of how she became. The wings on her back, deliberately designed and crafted through intense pain, each flinch felt through her soul as she gritted her teeth and tried not to let it show. They call her an angel, but she sees herself not that way, for she just did what she had to do to survive. She is an angel, but her wings are not white.

© 2018 Rosie Chee

March 6, 2018

You cannot see it, but beneath the skin there lies a heart so deep it could drown the ocean. There is a soul that glows in the right light, even after it has been completely broken, although of late the darkness takes over more than is let known. But you cannot see it. For you have no idea what this woman has been through. All you have are superficial assumptions on everything about her based on how she looks.

You have no idea what makes her smile, or why her smile is the way it is. She smiles even when she feels buried in the dark, struggling to hold on, trying to decide whether her stubbornness to stay is hurting her more than the uncomfortable realization that if she simply disappeared it would likely make no difference. But you know nothing of that. All you see is a smile and to you that means everything is ok.

Her heart has hurt her more than once. With so much love to give, knowing no other way to be but non-judgmental and unconditional, it has taken more abuse than a heart should, and now it is tired. Her head is bowed, if only to rest her eyes for a moment, because her mind will not rest, not even for a second, scattered and shattered with more spaces and sights than reasonably existing in any one place.

Her story is not simple, even though she strives to make her life as simple as possible. Her simplicity is in the beautifully intricate weaving of the openness of her being with all that has wounded her, everyone who has ever crossed her path and the rare moments her soul found peace. Evolutionally ongoing, she is still learning how and trying to heal it all together.

© 2018 Rosie Chee​

Photographer: Carley Patmythes

March 4, 2018

This is where my heart
belongs: here, with the crashing
waves; home in this calm.

Haiku © 2018 Rosie Chee

Photographer: Rosie Chee

February 28, 2018


There is hope at the start of every dawn. Light spreading its way through the world and your heart. Faith infused in your soul believing in the future. Gratitude overflowing from that deep and secret place inside so far down no one else can see it. For what you have been given. A new day. Another chance. A fresh start... Let the hope that rises with the sun stay with you far after the sun has set. Let it linger in the depths of your soul. Let it surprise you with its joy. Let the quiet comfort it affords breathe calmness in your spirit. Let it help your mind relax. Let it keep the light of life alive inside... Use the new day that you have been given. To do all that you can. Leave nothing on the table. Give it everything you’ve got. Be thankful for everything He has blessed you with. Be thankful for everything He has given back that was taken away. Be thankful that you took the risk and flew. Now fly higher than you ever have before!

© Rosie Chee

Photographer: Rosie Chee

February 22, 2018

Let the thunder drown
out my soul. Close my eyes; drift
off into the peace.

Haiku © 2018 Rosie Chee
Video taken by: Rosie Chee

February 17, 2018


Nothing like a reminder of how short life really is to motivate you to make the most of your life NOW.

Follow your heart. Chase your dreams. Never stop believing. If they rest insistently on your soul they're there for a reason, and sometimes it's only in the DOING that the reason becomes clear. Listen to your heart. Live your dreams. Never give up. Whatever you love to do you love for a purpose, and sometimes only YOU can fulfill that purpose.

So go out into the world and live unapologetically as your soul is led, the sparkle from your heart shining in your eyes as you live loving life and all that you do, being open to and seeing the magic come alive in every moment in the beauty surrounding you. Live so that come the time your ability to do so fades, you will have lived so completely and ultimately that you have no regrets, because you will have done all that you can with all that you are, become more than you ever thought you could and made all the difference only you possibly could have.

Make the MOST of your one, precious life and if you are not already, start doing it NOW.

© Rosie Chee

January 31, 2018


There's a certain joy in knowing that you are able to make someone smile or shine a little bit of light in their darkness, to be able to make a difference no matter how small or insignificant it might seem in another's life. There's something that happens in one's soul when they "feel" a glow in another and know that they have "helped" with it. There's a spark that can be "relit" when we "give" of ourselves when we have little left to give, simply because in the unselfish act of desiring happiness for another, there is something that still has hope and can be "revived" to life within us.

Not everyone will ever experience that joy or change or spark, because not everyone is "built" the same. But those that do, acknowledged or not, understand and continue to strive to make a difference regardless of the darkness they might be battling or the storms they themselves traverse through, for the greatest blessings in life are often those times when we find ourselves challenged the most. For on the flipside of "death's" coin is life, as death is not the end nor is it final, and although everything done cannot be undone, it can be reworked and "remade" into something else entirely.

© Rosie Chee