Hello! Welcome to The Chie Space. Hope you enjoy browsing around. Hope you find joy, laughter, peace, and love. The Chie Space is a blog, of course. But it is also a home. It encompasses the things I love, hope … Continue reading About the Chie Space
When you look into my eyes, does it feel like falling? Or are you weightlessly floating into my orbit? Does touching my skin knock you off a cliff? Or pull you upward, higher, higher, past the skyline? Do my legs … Continue reading Falling
There is this raging, fiery passion that draws you to him. That makes you want to climb him like a tree, nest on his lap, and never leave. That calls to you, telling you that if you don’t eliminate the … Continue reading Soulmate
I woke up in a weird space today. For some reason, I feel the need to reach out to old flings, flames, and friends. See how they’re doing, say hello. Must have been last night’s dream. I do this sometimes, … Continue reading Nostalgia
As you turn 50 my warrior queen, I am more than honored to have you in my life. You are my light and my path The only way home that I know. You are beyond and above, the callings of … Continue reading An Ode to My Mother: Happy 50th Birthday!
Found this poem gathering dust in my journal, dated November 4th, 2018. Can’t remember what the inspiration was, but I hope y’all like it. The uncertainty. The silence. The risk. The promise of danger. The questions we cannot answer. The … Continue reading Unlikely Lovers
Prompt 1: Write About Your First Job My first job didn’t last 3 hours. I laugh now, but it was a total nightmare. I’d just finished high school and was spending all my time at home with nothing to do. … Continue reading Receptionist, Anyone?
The other day, while leafing through a 4-year old newspaper, I realized that I don’t write nearly as much as I should. I don’t even journal as much these days. So, after a google search for ‘blog prompts,’ I’ve come … Continue reading 30 Blog Prompts for 30 Days
2 AM, alone with my thoughts at peace with the world just a pen in my hand and the lonely song of an owl stillness, peace, and quiet but beneath the calm, I hear the hint of a noise a … Continue reading The Night Crawlers
i know the devil’s first born son he has never met his dad he thinks the horns on his head are tiny little lamps Image by PublicDomainPictures from Pixabay Continue reading Identity
I was very young when I met my first boyfriend. Besides the fairytale novels that I’d spent many a night reading, I had no idea what the ideal partner was supposed to be. Should he be funny? Considerate? Tall? Emotional … Continue reading Are Relationship Standards Holding Us Back?