"Don't settle for something that you know in your heart isn't what you need. This can hurt your health and only delay the inevitable."

"And now, born from the ashes she is a warrior in blooded black."

"In a world of emojis, she is calligraphy." - j. iron word

"I liked it best when he took control...he possessed me completely the way I belonged to him and he to me and this kind of power makes you beautifully vulnerable in ways that you show your true self. He was my safe place... I loved him because I could be me in every way others never see." - N.R. Hart

If only you'd believed in me, the way I believed in you, how different things might have been. But there is no time to waste on what might have been. You made your choice, which means nothing but forward movement forced by thus in mine.

Once you lose your chance with a Gemini you may never get another, so I once read. And you simply gave yours away. When you realize just what that means, remember your decision. When you chose this, you lost it. You lost HER.

Words: © 2019 Rosie Chee

Some days she's dark; some days she's light. No matter what, she's always true; she's always her - that you can trust. Her soul is dark with shimmers light, her heart black stained with crimson tears, her mind shattered but always sense. She holds madness in one hand and peace in the other, each as much a part of her as her smile, or tears, or eyes that look through your soul. She can hide with the best of them, assumptions and impressions all the world once knew of her, until she chose to share herself, and in her vulnerability let slip too much, the truth behind the mask now seen: The love behind the distance, empathy behind the cold, pain behind the indifference, an aching beyond the loneliness that she rarely sets free. There is a soul unlike any other, an oxymoron complete, for she is as she is not, a complexity few will - if ever - understand. Both woman and girl, enlightened though innocent and anything but, a soul forever young even as it has lived lifetimes; a Gemini is she, but so much more than can ever be explained by words. She just simply is and will always be. Me.

Words: © Rosie Chee

Photographer: Tony Mitchell

"We've all got both light and dark inside us." - J.K. Rowling

""I am just me" she said and he knew that she was right, she was in fact just her. A her was more rare than one in 1 billion, more rare than once in a lifetime. She was a once in the history of humanity type of soul." - j. iron word

"Behind every beautiful thing, there's been some kind of pain..." - Bob Dylan

"There are plenty of difficult obstacles in your path. Don't let yourself be one of them." - Ralph Marston

I love you. Seems the easiest thing for us to say. It is everything else. Everything that comes after that is hard. That seems to get stuck. Caught in the silence after. I love you. Is not the hardest thing for us to say. Not any more. Not to each other. It is everything else. Everything we silently wish for. The dreams we hold in our heart that we barely let ourselves dare hope for. Those are the hardest things. Those are the words that get caught. Maybe we think that if we dare utter them it will curse this love that we have. This love that once even we could not admit. To each other. Though everyone else who knew us already knew. That we loved. Why is it that the things we want the most are the hardest of all to say out loud? Why do we stop our lips from uttering what we show each other with in things other than words? Do we wish for it so much? Are we so scared to lose what has become the most precious to us? How can that be? Because once even the love we share we dared not even allow ourselves to have as a dream. But it happened. Yes it did. It exists as much as we do. As alive as we are. Growing as much as we do. Becoming only stronger with every day that we let it live. I love you. When did they stop becoming the hardest words to say?

Words: © 2019 Rosie Chee

Photographer (Raw Image): Tony Mitchell

"We are riding the pendulum of some massive density waves that are moving us through layers and layers of duality.. Welcome to Gemini season... Fluctuating moods, up and down, back and forth. One day fine, then wildly not... We get to see the extremes so that we can remember where our center is, it's all a swirl of truth and information in there, but our PEACE is the center of our storm.. This is going to be one hell of a month as we move toward the Solstice... Take a deep breath and regroup, in every minute if you have to...we are walking through some thin slips between dimensions...another big wave prompting you to open your heart...get out of your linear brain where you are making yourself nuts with OVERTHINKING, and get into your heart and reassure yourself who the fuck you are."

Photographer: Charles Alexander
Bodypaint by: PhilValy

Wrote so did m.a. plutus, “there’s a little bit of heaven and a little bit of hell in her. she’s like a glass of champagne with a shot of whiskey.” Heaven and hell undoubtedly coexist within her earthly vessel, but one begs to differ that she is more mere splash of champagne in a straight up double [or more] shot of whiskey. And while that smile may hint at heaven, the hell in her glows just as bright as former’s light.

Four years have passed since this shoot of gold. Each year it could be said, a ‘season’, now come full circle with each one lived. The first spring let’s say, with the beginning of her ‘heaven’ coming to awaken, new truths birthing within, to carry her forward. Then summer, autumn, winter, who can really say which year was which, for there was a winter, time of darkness great, and into hiding to it her soul went, but when time came to emerge...Though ‘Winter Queen’ her soul sings of summer, of waves upon sands gold beneath sunlight, the hint of woods and salt on the wind whispering by, coconut and sea invoking senses in a way like she, but not memory, stands before, life itself, and real.

‘Gemini season’ today begins. As then shot in nought but gold was she, so shall this be one that glimmers and glows with sparkle and promise of all that has changed in her and will be. And for those brave enough to withstand the sharp punch of whiskey, able to see past the superficial assumptions made of her, the sweetness of the champagne that touches after will be revealed.

Words: © 2019 Rosie Chee

In a world of free and easy sex, don't you dare for one moment think that she is like all the rest. For her to have sexual attraction to someone is rare, let alone real sexual connection and compatibility [in such physical intimacy]. So if she has with you, know that you are one of less than a few in this lifetime she has ever desired, one of even rarer whom she has allowed herself to be completely vulnerable [naked without armour]. Only one other in this world has she ever felt that safety with. I hope you comprehend just what that means [to her].

Words: © 2019 Rosie Chee

Photographer: Tony Mitchell

I have no problems sitting with others in their darkness, though I am learning that most cannot sit in MINE. And that is okay; I do not need them to. When you have become more comfortable in darkness than light, your heart starts to see everything differently than it once did. You appreciate more than ever the rare souls who [even if they do not, at least try] to understand the melody of you, and do not run away when that song turns dark.

I know that I have been changing, that song darker than chaos from repressed pain becoming conscious. Yet, still there is no one I would rather be than ME. The superficial shell that houses my soul may be easy for others to want, but I know that the substance of the soul inside is hard for many to understand and accept [let alone love]. So there is no judgment when most run; the softness hidden in that dark is only for those strong enough to handle its truths.

Words: © 2019 Rosie Chee

 

There are infinite possibilities inside you, endless potential that even you might not be aware of. You are an incredible masterpiece, with your own melody and vibrations, a composition no one can ever successfully imitate or copy. There is greatness within and surrounding you and you just need to let yourself BE and LIVE it, no matter the present, because the present is in a constant state of flux and you with it. When you just do YOU and focus on doing what you do best, knowing or not the next step of the journey, your action in faith is the catalyst that sets in motion the process that will bring you to the intended vision. You are part of a vision, an irreplaceable part, one that may not always be seen or recognized, which is ok, because you dance to your own tune and have a rhythm unlike any other, and it is only BECAUSE of your confidence in such knowledge that enables you to be. Believe in the process, trust in the vision, and continue to do what you feel in your soul and know in your heart to be your truth, for everything matters, action and reaction.

Words: © Rosie Chee

It is in our softness that we learn to love, when we take off our armour and let ourselves be seen for the soul within. And those who truly cherish that soul will not seek to break it, but encourage the strength within to be the light that seeps out, so that armour no longer needs to be worn.

Words: [Extract] © Rosie Chee

I'm not perfect and I won't ever be. I am just me, in all my chaos and wild: Gemini child of the moon with a soul of the sea, as fluid and swift in mood changing as the spirit of air, but with heart of endless depth both dark and light as the night. I make no promises but one, and that is no matter what happens, whatever part of me you may see, I will always be real, true to my essence; I know no other way to be.

Words: © 2019 Rosie Chee​

The Gemini woman smiles as she falls apart. You hurt her and she moves on; she forgives, but she never forgets, and once her trust has been torn, it may as well be broken, because very few broken things in her world ever get mended, and she does not bother to fix many of them, having the attitude that some things are better broken than together. No matter how precious that trust once was to her, she will do her best to try and forget, even if she can’t, only because if she always remembers she allows it power to destroy her all over again; even as she appears strong and invulnerable to the world, her demeanour a mask of coldness and strength, her heart an icy stronghold that does not seem to have any holes in it, her mind closed with a passion of fury, even as icy and fury are nothing close to what is truly going on inside her. She will smile when she looks at you, take part in life with you, but there are tears in her soul, falling with every painful smile, every look in your eyes, every word she speaks, knowing that you do not know and do not want to know and will never know, just having your own perspective on who she is and why she does what she does. She knows that people do not want to know the truth of another’s soul and so she is a chameleon for every person that crosses her path, a different creature for every man, even as every face she shows is an aspect of her and not a genuine mask, for she is a woman with many personalities, like a diamond in how multifaceted she is; but also like a diamond, albeit rough at times, in how she appears and comes across, for not everyone will see her sparkle and shine, but only glimpse the promise of the beauty that she could be.

Words: © Rosie Chee