Blogs

    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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    • Once Wet, You Cannot Get Any Wetter
      by ChihSang

      A bubbler with a PhD said something to me recently that I haven’t been able to stop thinking about.

      “Once wet, you cannot get any wetter.”

      At first, it sounded like one of those funny observations that makes you smile and move on.

      But the more I sat with it, the deeper it became.

      Because it isn’t really about being wet.

      It’s about fear.

    • The Adult Version of Hide and Seek
      by ChihSang

      When we were kids, hide and seek was simple.

      Someone counted to ten.
      You ran.
      You squeezed behind couches, hid inside closets, ducked behind curtains while trying not to laugh too loudly.

      The whole point was to be found.

      That’s the strange thing about childhood. Even when we hid, we secretly wanted someone to come looking for us.

      But adulthood changed the game.

    • The Sun Will Always Shine
      by ChihSang

      Some days, life feels heavy enough to convince you the darkness is permanent.

      You wake up tired.
      Your thoughts feel louder than usual.
      The world seems colder somehow.
      And even simple things — replying to messages, making decisions, getting out of bed — can feel strangely difficult.

      In those moments, it’s easy to believe this is just how life is now.

      But one thing I’ve slowly learned through burnout, grief, anxiety, sadness, and healing is this:

      The sun always shines.

    • Why I Am The Bubble Maestro
      by ChihSang

      People often ask me why I call myself “The Bubble Maestro.”

      It’s a name that always felt right to me, even before I fully understood why.

      At first glance, it sounds playful. Maybe even theatrical. And yes, there’s performance involved. There’s music, movement, giant bubbles floating through the air, crowds smiling and cameras coming out.

      But the longer I’ve done this, the more I’ve realized the title means something deeper to me.

      Because the bubbles are the stars.

    • Every Version of Me Was Real
      by ChihSang

      For a long time, I used to look back at older versions of myself with embarrassment.

      The overly quiet version.
      The people-pleasing version.
      The version that tried too hard to fit in.
      The version that hid emotions behind humor.
      The version that stayed in unhealthy situations too long.
      The burnt-out version.
      The version that adapted constantly depending on who was in the room.

      I used to think:
      “Which one was the real me?”

      But lately, I’ve started to see things differently.

      Maybe every version of me was real.

    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.

    • “No one is to blame” – Howard Jones & “Que Sera Sera” – Doris Day
      by ChihSang

      Today, I (or Soleil) caught myself wanting to find fault in our health industry.
      To point fingers. To question decisions. To ask, “Who’s to blame?”

      But then I was reminded of the song “No One Is to Blame” by Howard Jones.

      What if… no one is?

    • “Smile” – Nat King Cole
      by ChihSang

      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 ChihSang

      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 ChihSang

      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.

    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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