Weekly little adventures (W4): Trying afternoon tea

Sunday, 16 July 2017


I'm not really into tea, but I definitely drink too much coffee. This weekend, I decided to try the whole afternoon tea experience - the little tea pot, the tiny sandwiches, the scones and cakes on a three-tiered stand.

Afternoon tea was introduced in the 1840s by Anna, the seventh Duchess of Bedford who couldn't wait until 8pm for dinner. She requested bite-size sandwiches and cakes to her room around 4pm. Fast forward a few decades, high society women would change into extravagant outfits before heading for afternoon tea.

It was a Sunday, and I wasn't all sweaty and running around on a mountain. It was great to take the time out, put on some make-up and a girly dress and dedicate an hour to the ceremony, as some people would call it. Definitely loved the experience!

Weekly little adventures (W3): Pitchoff

Sunday, 9 July 2017


This week, I finally got the chance to hike the Pitchoff  ridge traverse, which has 5 summits that make up its ridge. It's really a short and fun hike of 4 hours but I never went because I like big mountains and since it's a traverse, it requires 2 cars parked on both sides of the mountain, or thumbing lifts...or road hiking, which I want to avoid. My noob friends came with me this time, so it was the perfect day to hike it.

I was surprised by this little mountain because the trails are really unusual. I had chills when I cut into one of the shady parallel grooves as it was so silent and dark. There was also nobody after the first summit as most people return to their cars using the same trail. On the west side, there was a large open area with some glacial erratic left behind called balanced boulders, creating a wonderful panoramic towards the high peaks. The descent on the east side was quite steep but it was fun.

I finished the hike first as usual, and took a nap in my car. After 3 hours, it was getting dark. I started having all kinds of images in my head like someone getting hurt, someone getting lost, someone having a cramp, and I started calculating the maximum time it should take them to finish before I actually need to worry and take some actions. Some parts were tough for inexperienced hikers, one misstep in some places could result in injuries, especially during the descent on the east side. I wanted to go back to the mountain to look for them, but I had no water. I wanted to call, but had no reception. I didn't even have my wallet because it was in my friend's car on the west side. Luckily, she gave me her car keys, so I drove to her car to get my stuff, and was about to drive to a gas station to call rangers....and right at the second I drove past the east side trail again, I saw them coming out..I'm so glad they all make it!

Weekly little adventures (W2): Rediscovering running

Sunday, 2 July 2017


I used to be a quite good long-distance runner, but it was always something I did due to various obsession-worthy psychotic goals. It was usually accompanied with intense focus and heavy training. The whole process what not enjoyable; I would avoid people, cars, busy intersections, etc. I never ran for the sake of running.

This week, my client invited me for a stay on the shores of Lake Raymond, adjacent to the P'tit train du Nord, a 200km linear park...and I decided to try running again...

Surprisingly, running felt different this time; it felt relaxing. It wasn't for weight loss, it wasn't for any competition, nor was it goal-oriented. Time and distance didn't matter. I ran with a mind of meditation and I ran because I was inspired to. The clean air of nature, endless forestscapes dotted with lakes, green valleys and picturesque villages made me feel present in the moment. I truly found some joy in running this time...

I felt more energetic than when I started.

Weekly little adventures (W1): Fishing

Sunday, 25 June 2017


This week, I was really sick. I have ovarian tumor, and I feel a lot of pain every couple of months. I never talked about it because I never wanted to admit that it's been impacting my life, but want it or not, it's been part of me and even more so in recent months. The pain is so intense that when it's at its worst, I cannot get out of bed, and the problem is I don't know when or how bad it can get, so I avoid going out when I feel it. I haven't travelled much in the past couple of years, because timing is never right and I'm really scared that something will happen while I'm away.

So, I was home on Monday and really sad, just lying in bed until my friend called me and asked if I was working. I obviously wasn't. We always talk about fishing together because he fishes all time time, and wanted to bring me along.

"If later it turns worst, I won't even be able to walk though..."

"I'll carry you on my back if you can't walk."

"I guess I can't say no then..."

I took my meds, and the pain lessen quite a bit. We went to Sainte-Anne-de-Bellevue and rented a little boat. I got 1 bass and 1 laquaiche, and he got 5 bass and many little ones that he released. It was so much fun and relaxing. I personally don't really eat fish, but I brought them home for my parents. My parents really enjoyed it and they say it's more delicious because it's fresh.


Sometimes, I just wonder...wouldn't it be amazing if we had to live off the land, and hunt for our food everyday?


Weekly little adventures: Everyday is so busy and time flies by so quickly. I don't want to give work as my excuse to not live my life to the fullest. From now on, every week, I will try to embark on a little adventure, or do something that is outside of my comfort zone, or go explore a place that I haven't been before, or just do something different no matter how small and insignificant it might seem to be...

To most people, every day and every week feels the same because we're stuck in currents that won't let us go, we might not know why we're doing it or what we're grateful for anymore because we're not focused and we allow unimportant things in the grand scheme of life to occupy our attention . To me, it's simply another way to reflect on my life, my actions and decisions, and to take time to notice the good things and to make the effort be creative every week, even if it's just a little bit.

Lessons I learnt from being self-employed

Tuesday, 23 May 2017


I've been self-employed for almost 2 years. There has been ups and downs, but mostly ups. Getting to where I am now was never planned, it was just what I had to do. Although some people always doubt me, and think that I've had it easier for whatever reasons. Maybe my parents helped me, you might think? The truth is that I've had it way harder, and I do have more responsibilities than most and those people don't know anything about me and my values.

Two years really isn't much in the grand scheme of things, but I've learn so much and I'm still learning everyday.

1. I've learned to not undervalue myself. Some potential clients have told me I was too expensive and that I wasn't doing it out of passion, but purely for financial gain. Sure, they can probably find someone cheaper, but I can guarantee it won't be the same quality. Also, passion means so many different things for everyone, and you can't expect people to work for free even if it's their passion. Those hippies make no sense to me at all and I've never lowered my standards for them. Instead, I aimed for clients who see my value and who can afford me. I even raised my price with clients and it's never been an issue.

2. I've learned to accept uncertainty. Most of my life has been colored by a laser-sharp determination and an absolute knowing of what my next step will be. Ironically, I'm here sitting in uncertainty today. I really don't know how long I can do this for, but I've learned to enjoy risks and uncertainty. The higher amount of uncertainty you can take, the happier you will be and the more you will thrive.

3. I've learned self-discipline. I've always thought I was self-disciplined, until I had to work for my own. Waking up early when you won't be penalized for being late is hard.  Staying motivated and determined when you don't have any struggles is hard. You don't really have any responsibilities other than the ones you impose upon yourself. And when you're on your own and nobody is watching you? It's even harder.

4. I've learned to change my perspective. Art of War is my favorite book and it taught me so much. Changing your actions really starts with a change in your attitude, and this book has taught me to see things a little differently and to instill a different attitude towards opponents. Being self-employed isn't as simple as going from doing a 9-5 to being your own boss, it's really more of an internal journey; your thoughts, perspective and beliefs all change in a way that will free you from internalized beliefs.

5. I've learned to diversify. When I had a 9-5, I only had the accounting and finance aspect to worry about. When you work for your own, you must know at least a little bit of other facets of the business to function. Now that I work for myself, I've learned so much about marketing, negotiating, and maintaining a good network. You gotta do everything it takes to succeed, and there are no instructions for that, you really have to try everything you can think of. Having done it for 2 years now, I do have some kind of recipe, but it all starts with trial and error.

6. You learn to appreciate failures. Ever since I started working for my own, I started to experiment and although it does end up in failure from time to time, I'm still having so much fun in the process. Many think that I only do accounting, when in fact, I've been able to make a living on internet for more than a year which is why I was able to travel after I lost my job. I built an online store, which now doesn't exist anymore. But I really had fun while doing it, and failure is just part of it and I take it lightheartedly. Life is too short to have it any way else.

7. I've learned (learning) to take time off. This is something I'm still in the process of learning actually. Ever since working for my own, I've always found an excuse to delay vacations. The only advantage of having a traditional job is to have formally scheduled and paid vacations, where I was totally free. This year, I'm determined to take some real vacations, travel, and not feel guilty about it, because I can't possibly do everything...and that's totally fine.

If you're really passionate or curious about something, don't ignore it. You might be wondering if this is the right path for you, why aren't you happy, what are you doing wrong, what else can you do? Well, you know what? Go try, go explore, and go have fun. Remember that life is short, and nobody gets out of it alive, might as well play and experiment. I highly encourage anyone who wants to take the leap to have faith and to not give up.

I've been really privileged in this journey, and I wouldn't have been able to make it without the help and appreciation of so many.

Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Anh

Saturday, 6 May 2017


I was 20 years old when we met at an interview at a foreign school where we would be assigned to different levels. She was from the United States, and was there to teach English. She was short, had big pretty eyes and long black hair. We instantly clicked and became good friends.

We spent the whole summer of 2009 together. Everyday, she would come get me during lunch breaks even if I was feeling emo and didn't feel like leaving the classroom. We would chat and eat lunch in the hallway and leave school together. One time, I remember it was raining heavily after school and none of us had an umbrella. She was wearing converses and I was wearing flip flops, we laughed so much and walked so casually without any of the worries of this life. We shared so many stories and laughter.

I remember on my last night, we went to eat BBQ, we talked about our past relationships, and what got us to leave home and explore the world. The next day, she came to see me again before my flight. We had a huge meal at pizza hut where I overfilled by bowl with yogurt and spilled on the whole floor all the way from the buffet to our table. I was a bit embarrassed and she laughed so hard. We then took a picture in front of a make-up store; it was our one and only picture together.

She was a good girl, full of life and joy, who wasn't afraid to express herself, she had so many little quirks, and had a great sense of humor. She wasn't afraid of scars and dirt, she knows how to enjoy life and always went all in in everything she did. She had big dreams and always followed her heart. She went on to become a pilot and had the world at her feet.

I felt very connected with her, because we were very similar...we were both young and lost and trying to figure out who we are and where we stood. She was very passionate and authentic. The world is so big and there are so many people that we will never meet...but I was fortunate enough to cross path with her.

Yesterday, she died in a plane crash. I'm sad and confused...and I just want to hug her so badly and see her smile again.

That summer will always stay in my heart.

Two coins

Monday, 1 May 2017

we're two coins
wrought from the same template
we are fate

when the starlight was young
we lived and breathed fire
you were my favorite sinner

the days tricked into years
we're worlds and dimensions apart
ironically standing at the same crossroad
 
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