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    Journey to Healing Blog

    This is a healing travel blog about leaving before you disappear. After burnout, long weeks, and darker thoughts than I knew how to name, I took a sabbatical and went travelling not to chase destinations, but to sit with the in-between moments. The long drives. The quiet nights. The conversations, songs, and breakdowns that don’t make postcards but change you anyway. I’m not here to tell you where to go. I’m here to tell you what it feels like to keep going when you’re tired, numb, healing, and slowly unexpectedly finding joy again. How I will try to heal being burnt out.

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    • Let It Out
      by Chih Sang

      It helps to talk.

      To say the thing before it settles.
      Before it hardens.
      Before it finds a place to hide.

      Because emotions don’t disappear when ignored.

      They wait.

      They gather.
      Quietly. Slowly.
      Like pressure beneath the surface.

      And eventually… they erupt.

    • Lost at Home
      by Chih Sang

      I’m back on my own turf.

      Toronto. Southern Ontario. Roads I’ve known for decades.

      After two years of traveling across continents, relying on maps, translations, and instincts… you’d think coming home would feel easy.

      Familiar.

      Comfortable.

      Apparently not.

    • My White Whale
      by Chih Sang

      Twice this week, in two completely different shows, I heard the same reference:

      “The white whale.”

      And it made me pause.

      What is my white whale?

    • Finding My Ikigai
      by Chih Sang

      Somewhere along this two-year journey, I wasn’t just traveling.

      I was circling something.

      At the time, I didn’t have a name for it.
      It just felt like movement —saying yes, trying things, letting go, starting over.

      But looking back now, I see the shape of it.

      Something closer to ikigai.
      That Japanese idea of where what you love, what you’re good at, what the world needs, and what you can be paid for… all meet.

    • Behind the Lens
      by Chih Sang

      Today was my professional photoshoot for Fringe and the book cover.

      Strange, being on this side of the camera.

      There was a time when portrait photography was my world —lighting setups, angles, direction, chasing that perfect shot. But those days have quietly passed. The gear has moved on.

    My In Tuned Life Blog (Pre Journey)

    I am not a musician or musically talented, however songs have been the best trigger for reminiscing my history.  When I hear a song, I can flashback to a period of my life not thought of for a very long time.

    • “Smile” – Nat King Cole
      by Chih Sang

      I’m at the Blackpool Magic Convention, watching a brilliant mime act part of a larger magic show.

      No cards.
      No coins.
      No grand illusion.
      No obvious “tricks”.

      Just presence. Timing. Expression. Silence.

    • “In My Life” — The Beatles
      by Chih Sang

      We were in China when my daughters started humming a tune, trying to Shazam it and come up empty. The melody felt familiar to me, but the words wouldn’t surface right away. Then it came to me, quietly and clearly: “There are places I remember…”

    • “I Got You Babe” – Sonny & Cher& “My Way” – Frank Sinatra
      by Chih Sang

      These two songs remind me of my support group on a cruise a group of strangers who, for a brief time, became something more. We arrived from different places, carrying different stories, yet somehow found common ground through shared moments on a ship.

    • “Always Something There to Remind Me” — Naked Eyes
      by Derick

      I grew up hearing this song in the 80s, but this week it stopped me in a way it never had before. As a kid, the melody was catchy, almost light something that played in the background of a life still mostly intact. Back then, I hadn’t lost anyone worth being reminded of.

    • “Come On Eileen” – Dexys Midnight Runners
      by Derick

      Why does so much music from the 80s keep rising to the surface of my memory? I suppose those were my formative years –the time when songs didn’t just play, they imprinted.

    Wordkle Blog

    This is a blog about wordkle. Strategies, game play and any thoughts in between.

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    • To Hint or Not to Hint: The Wordkle Dilemma
      by Wordkle Master

      To hint, or not to hint: that is the question.
      Whether ’tis nobler to suffer the blanks and blunders of outrageous guesses,
      Or to take clues against a sea of letters, and by solving, end them.

      Alright, alright — enough Shakespeare. But if you’ve ever played Wordkle, you know the drama is real. Four words. Nine guesses. No mercy. And in the middle of it all stands a tiny button, glowing with quiet promise: Hint.

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