"Allow yourself to transform as many times as you need to be fully happy and free." - Yung Pueblo

"Try to find the beauty in each breakdown...Connect, connect, connect - with every ounce of who you are, with every inch of your patchwork heart...Please, just connect - because beautiful things are vanishing...Do not let your heart become one of them." - Bianca Sparacino

"...we belong not only to a spiritual realm, but a physical realm...we all have at least one soul place in the physical world...a special site or spot where we experience unique feelings of belonging, empowerment and energetic rejuvenation." - Mateo Sol

 

Not just there, though any more. My heart here, also calls "home". My soul too, with other souls. It feels peace, in some presence. It can quiet, where once not. Though still rare, it still can. That alone is, all the difference. Yet it does, yearn for this. The ocean waves, the beach beside. To walk along, to hear it. The crashing waves, soul song singing. Feel their mist, upon my skin. Taste salt air, breathe it in. All of it, I miss so. No matter where, I always will. As I miss, ALL called "HOME".

Words: © 2019 Rosie Chee

"I am craving the sound of the crashing ocean; the waves as restless as my mind..." - J. Strelou

Image: Rosie Chee

Someone who has never seen or been near the ocean will never understand; even some who have do not. But for those who do, know that for some the ocean is more than just a body of water or "part of the scenery", as essential as breathing for complete vitality of energy and lightness of being. For some of us were born with its song in our soul, the most alive when we are near it, fading a little the further and longer we are away from the waves, like a mermaid who has spent too long on land. They say "home is where the heart is", and for the freespirits who have no "home", gypsy souls feeling almost constant compulsion of wanderlust, their heart belongs to the ocean, always drawn back to it, for rarely anywhere but there can their mind find calm and their soul peace.

Words: © 2018 Rosie Chee

There is nothing like seeing the sun rise above the ocean; especially in New Zealand, and in summer. With streaks of pastel leaking across the sky, the reflection of the clouds and their marvelous colour on the water streaked sands, you could almost believe you were in either fairy tale or painting. Pinks giving way to glorious crimsons and reds, flecks of gold reach down to the shimmering blue of the ocean, the foam on the waves like frothy light frosting finishing off an already perfect look is pure paradise.

Even better is the sound of the waves in their roll and crash, hearing the thunder, watching the swells as they create lines of beauty. Some complete, while others slide down into the stillness and form again at another point. They look so calm, sound so calm, so small, when in reality they could topple you in a heartbeat, hidden rips and undercurrents pulling you back with them and sweeping you out into the beautiful blue deep.


Something about them transports you to another place, a realm of rejuvenation and healing energy for a tired soul that has been drifting with seemingly no direction, like one of the waves themselves, from place to place, touching shores and cultures, always coming and going and never staying, always changing.  Peace is found in the gentle wind breathing salt air as the ocean caresses your skin, tension slipping through the soles of your feet as you feel the sand sink beneath you with the pull of the tide.


Close your eyes and empty your mind of everything but the feeling, the sensations, and embrace the gentle quiet stirring inside, whispering of dreams and flickers of hope like the brightening of the sky above you. There is a desire to stay there, in that place, in that peace, a wish to be able to lock yourself inside a glass bubble in that ocean, on those sands, for a lifetime, where your soul is nothing but light, in tune with the universe and every vibration of love.


But nothing lasts forever. Not even the sunrise. The magic of that magic gives way to the bright light of day, blinding beams as you open your eyes to the ocean. The ocean does not change, the effervescent blue still real and perfect, a reminder that there is heaven in everything, perfection even when perfection seems to have passed. It enables hope to stay as you turn from the horizon and leave the ocean’s arms for the way beyond the sand.


Words: © 2018 Rosie Chee

Photographer: Rosie Chee

This is where my heart

belongs: here, with the crashing
waves; home in this calm.

Haiku © 2018 Rosie Chee

Photographer: Rosie Chee

MOTIVATIONAL OF THE DAY

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

Let the thunder drown

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

Haiku © 2018 Rosie Chee

Video taken by: Rosie Chee

Be like that rock. Withstand everything that comes at you with unyielding determination, strong in your foundation, yet knowing what to let pass over and by. Be like the ocean. With depths and layers that only the bravest of souls dare traverse, calm but deadly, as much chaos as it is beauty. Be like whatever you will. Without restriction of freedom and passion, an abundance of enthusiasm for life as you openly embrace and experience the endless wonder that it is.

© Rosie Chee

Photo by: Rosie Chee

MOTIVATIONAL OF THE DAY


WOMAN

Beautiful. Like a thunderstorm.
Wet and wild and moody.
Like the ocean.
WOMAN.


© 2016 Rosie Chee

MOTIVATIONAL OF THE DAY


IN YOUR ARMS


Falling asleep in your arms was a bit like falling asleep to the sound of the ocean. It felt right. Like I was "home".


© 2016 Rosie Chee

MOTIVATIONAL OF THE DAY


The older I get, the less I want to regret. I want to live now: Fully, completely, wildly, without reservation, knowing I lived each day as best I could. That's living. And life is meant to be lived. 100%.


© 2015 Rosie Chee

Photo by: Rosie Chee

HAPPY CHRISTMAS

Pohutukawa trees and the beaches of endless sand ... two things of immense beauty unique to and that I miss from my homeland ... the glorious crimson red of the blossoms always remind me of Christmas, the New Zealand summer Christmas filled with sunshine, family and memories ... it's still Christmas Day there, soon to be Boxing Day and here, His Birthday begins ... I wish everyone everywhere the joy of love and family on this day of all days, and for those who are not (whether by choice or otherwise), remember that there is always love abound, and may your heart still smile with [His] happiness ...

MOTIVATIONAL OF THE DAY


SOUL SONG


The ocean calls to me ... home ... a song I can't resist ... longing etched deep in my bones ... this is where I belong ... where I have always belonged ... it just took being away for so long to truly realize and understand ... the ocean is like me ... it is soul ...


© 2015 Rosie Chee



Photo by: Rosie Chee

MOTIVATIONAL OF THE DAY


OPPOSITES

There's something beautiful
about sunrises and sunsets -
art, poetry, emotion,
beginning and end,
new breath and gentle release,
night to dawn to day to dusk to night,
subtle shift in colours
and landscape...


© 2015 Rosie Chee





Photo by: Rosie Chee

MOTIVATIONAL OF THE DAY


OCEAN SOUL


The ocean calls me home
like a long lost lover
whose embrace is peace,
touch healing calm,
whisper meditative melody.
It is where I belong -
where I have always belonged:
part of its depths
echoes of my soul,
deepest darkest places
penetrated by brilliant light,
illuminated essence
awakened to the storms above;
my heart locked in a chest
belonging to the ocean;
a wayfaring spirit
never entirely at ease
far from home,
restless feet longing
always to return to its love,
its strength, energy, vitality,
complete happiness of whole;
soul of a woman in bloom.


© 2015 Rosie Chee

MOTIVATIONAL OF THE DAY

PARADISE


Heaven is not about a place. Home is not about a place. It never has been or ever will be. It is about what makes your soul sing, where it rests in complete peace, moments and memories, connections and companionship that give your heart a smile. It is where you are at ease, like you have always belonged in the landscape you stand in, the natural beauty of the essence around you amplifying the soul within.


© 2015 Rosie Chee



Photo by: Rosie Chee