Showing posts with label dark. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dark. Show all posts
May 29, 2019
May 15, 2019
Sometimes God doesn’t change the situation because He’s trying to change your heart.” This really hits home, especially with everything that’s happened in the last quarter. I have to remind myself that “everything for a reason”, even when I am on my knees crying “WHY?! Why could You possibly want me HERE? For what purpose?” I don’t pretend to understand everything God does and why. Sometimes what He asks or wants us to do begs the question “WHY?!” but living on faith means we do trusting that HE knows what He’s doing.
The heart is a strange creature. Mine has almost always been hidden. It’s been locked up tight and guarded, like Sleeping Beauty’s castle surrounded by thorns, so no one gets in [and nothing gets out]. But He slowly started changing me in recent years and I let the determined “creep” their way inside. I let the “spell be broken” and the walls start crumbling down, the thorns gradually disappearing. Even as I kept a guard on watch, for still entry was to be granted only a rare few, albeit the world being able to “see” the tower and that there was a glimmer of light [not always cold] radiating from it.
But the day came when there was great desruction in the tower and the light did not glow as bright. There came a dawn of frost and a sheen of ice layered over the black. The storm passed, but not completely, and the harsh winds and vicious frost cause the ice to linger, even as the tiny flicker of fire inside the tower kept a small portion of it melted. The tower withstood the weather, retreating back away from the world despite remaining in the open, no longer as solitary as it had once been, seeing other towers in the distance, but realizing how isolated it had made itself and that only the truly determined would fight the elements and try to understand the terrain to make their way even to the base of the cliff that it rested upon.
It’s the little things that start adding up. It’s the glimmers of understanding that flicker in and out of view. It’s the moments of clarity amidst the fog that keeps one’s heart going, determined to make it through the storm, even if it doesn’t truly understand WHY. It’s finally realizing that sometimes God ALLOWS the storm and He KEEPS it in place until something INSIDE us changes, until WE start to change, until our HEART begins the transformation. It might take a day, a week, a month, a year, or longer, but He WILL take the time it needs to make the change. He WILL keep the winds blowing, the frost shivering, until that tiny flicker of fire is “fed” and allowed to light and heat more than a single room, shining light from the tower out into the world despite all that is going on around it.
Words: © Rosie Chee
It’s the little things that start adding up. It’s the glimmers of understanding that flicker in and out of view. It’s the moments of clarity amidst the fog that keeps one’s heart going, determined to make it through the storm, even if it doesn’t truly understand WHY. It’s finally realizing that sometimes God ALLOWS the storm and He KEEPS it in place until something INSIDE us changes, until WE start to change, until our HEART begins the transformation. It might take a day, a week, a month, a year, or longer, but He WILL take the time it needs to make the change. He WILL keep the winds blowing, the frost shivering, until that tiny flicker of fire is “fed” and allowed to light and heat more than a single room, shining light from the tower out into the world despite all that is going on around it.
Words: © Rosie Chee
December 3, 2018
November 30, 2018
I am definitely NOT the same Rosie now as "The Female Terminator" I was known as...That's a GOOD thing. But, she had her merits, and life has changed that "machine" into something else altogether. Something stronger, better, "balanced"... blessed. There is more SOUL than attitude in the Demon Angel Warrior Goddess that woke and walks now, even if she has days of being bare hint of one part or undeniably all, nothing and everything all at once, as only a true Gemini Goddess made of old soul "gold", dark moonlight magic, and wild gypsy heart of angels and demons can be...
Words: © 2018 Rosie Chee
November 21, 2018
November 2, 2018
October 24, 2018
ANGEL DEMON
While something about her drew attention in daylight, under moonlit darkness depth of that was revealed and intensified. And there in the darkness, horns and halo held no distinction, for she was both angel and demon, her angel with black wings and her demon pure beauty.
Words: © 2018 Rosie Chee
October 1, 2018
WILD DARK
There was a burning wild inside of her, and the first time she gave up complete control to let run rampant, thrilled her. The thrill enticed excitement, for the wild was Woman, whom she had always denied, choosing instead to mask with the armour of Warrior.
The release of the wild stirred something else inside of her, reckless and dangerous. Surrounded by death, she sought solace in the arms of a twisted angel.
In the darkness, she forsook her tormented soul for the moments of peace it brought, desiring the rare quiet of her mind that accompanied it. She could not have known that what initially began as a distraction from the chaos outside would become an addiction for the chaos inside and awaken the demon that was shadow to her angel.
Words: © 2018 Rosie Chee
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| Photographer: Tony Mitchell #oamg #blackandwhite #art #raw #unapologeticallyme #natural #nomakeup #tattooed |
September 25, 2018
DARK ROSE BLOOM
Her eyes hold a look not there a year ago, something sensed as much as seen. It dares look away, even as it mesmerizes.
Something strangely erotic teases in the careless ease of her being, confidence of a woman comfortable in her skin. There is girlish playfulness in the sweep of her hair, even as nothing childlike lies in the sensual dark of her eyes.
Aura hints at airy abandonment and excited exploration that amalgamates gypsy fairy spirit with wild moon creature. Everything and nothing at once, she is a Goddess born and at her full glory under dark moonlight.
Words: © 2018 Rosie Chee
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| Photographer (Raw Image): Tony Mitchell #blackandwhite #unedited #nofilters #rawimage #unapologeticallyme #naked #natural #nomakeup |
May 7, 2018
Our challenges and struggles help determine our committment and strength. They show us depths of us that might not have been reached if we were not forced to dive into ourselves and seek out something to get us through. During them we learn what we can be truly capable of, both dark and light, and choose how we will fight. There are those who find comfort in and draw power from the darkness, but burn as bright as any fiery beacon for the rest of the world. There are demons and angels, but the greatest warrior of all is one who is BOTH. No one but you may ever know the full truth of your personal battles, but know that eventually, whether drawn by light of your fire or because you have no fear of venturing into the darkness, you will find others that understand the war you fight. The heart of the fire, even in the dark, still smoulders, remember that. Remember that.
Words: © 2018 Rosie Chee
May 12, 2017
December 22, 2016
SHE IS
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.
© 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.
© Rosie Chee
January 31, 2016
MOTIVATIONAL OF THE DAY
UNEXPECTED LIGHT
There shines a light in EVERY soul. Sometimes we do not see it within ourselves. But others do and they make mention. Yet sometimes that light can become dark and needs to be relit. In those times the light shining in OTHERS can “respark” our own and see us glow again.
UNEXPECTED LIGHT
There shines a light in EVERY soul. Sometimes we do not see it within ourselves. But others do and they make mention. Yet sometimes that light can become dark and needs to be relit. In those times the light shining in OTHERS can “respark” our own and see us glow again.
Light can be found in the most UNEXPECTED of places. Sometimes where we might never have thought it could come from. Surprising us with the magnitude of which that light can shine. Yet sometimes that light can become a source of comfort and looked forward to. In those times simply accept where you are at this moment and just ENJOY the warmth of the embers being stoked back to strength.
Light and dark. Sometimes we do not realize which of our “selves” we let the world see. We do not realize when we sparkle so brightly or darken the heavens. Yet sometimes we are more aware than ever of the effect we have. In those times we come into a “soul awakening” and once aware we can never become UNaware.
When your soul has been “woken” from its slumber life begins to OPEN up. YOU begin to see how every aspect of light and dark affects you and those around you. You begin to understand the IMPACT you can have on another soul. You begin to take CONTROL as much as you possibly can over yourself and your reactions to the world. You live CONSCIOUSLY. You seek to make every aspect of your being and the world around you as “healthy” as possible and encourage GROWTH in all areas.
Sometimes it is the most unexpected of lights that can ILLUMINATE the “darkness” in our lives and aid in bringing us to the CONSCIOUS awareness of “self”. Always be thankful.
© Rosie Chee
September 30, 2015
SHE IS
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.
© 2015 Rosie Chee
September 20, 2015
MOTIVATIONAL OF THE DAY
CRIMSON DARK
I walk in blood
upon my soul
night as black
as day grows dark;
wings folded above my head
to frame the moon
as she rises red.
Crimson stain
seep through my heart
tears of ice
bleed cracks
that tear apart
the soul
trapped within
this fragile shell
of blood and bone.
And walk alone
upon this night
towards the light
I seek to find,
hope the only
drifting spark
guiding through
this endless dark
with faith that night
will lift from thee
and with it finally
set soul
Free.
© 2015 Rosie Chee
upon my soul
night as black
as day grows dark;
wings folded above my head
to frame the moon
as she rises red.
Crimson stain
seep through my heart
tears of ice
bleed cracks
that tear apart
the soul
trapped within
this fragile shell
of blood and bone.
And walk alone
upon this night
towards the light
I seek to find,
hope the only
drifting spark
guiding through
this endless dark
with faith that night
will lift from thee
and with it finally
set soul
Free.
© 2015 Rosie Chee
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| Art by Sydney Chan |
September 13, 2015
MOTIVATIONAL OF THE DAY
YOUR STORY
YOUR STORY
You are a story begging to be told. But you long for the right soul to hear. Because anyone else could never truly understand. Your soul needs a true believer to listen. So that it can believe again. In love. In magic. In fairy tales. In happy endings. In everything that matters. Because its tale is a dark one. It longs for the light to return. And only the right soul can do that. Bring the light. Restore that hope. Set its heart burning again. With passion. With joy. With all that matters. Just one spark. One connection with the right soul. Can make all the difference. To your story.
© 2015 Rosie Chee
Inspired by "Once Upon A Time"
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| Art by Cameron Gray |
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