Hi everyone! Is everyone ready?
Wait, hang on a minute! Ready for what? You may ask. Don't worry, I'll explain.
With all the scary events occurring all around us, it's difficult to make time for yourself and adapt to new ways of spending our days at home. The likelihood of us going on a physical journey, again, is difficult. So why not take on a digital journey together and explore new things?
Before I start, however, I think the most important thing to clarify for myself, and you - the reader, the purpose of this blog. So, I would like to introduce myself, the purpose of Chic Chig, and what this blog is all about.
Hope you enjoy it!
Who are you?
My name is Anko and the writer behind Chic Chig.
I am a Mongolian post-graduate student studying in the UK (Sadly, I don't know the queen but I have been to Buckingham Palace) and have always wanted to share my ideas and thoughts with the public.
I moved to England from Mongolia back in 2009 and have lived in Tokyo for 2 years. My favorite motto in life is "Amor Fati" - love your fate. Moving half-way across the world, there were a lot of things that surprised me, shocked me and there were just as many things for me to learn. Keeping up with the changes can be very disorientating at times, but keeping a mental note has helped me overcome certain cultural shocks. So hopefully this blog will help me stay on top of things.
What do you do?
Currently, I major in Global Supply Chain Management at the University of Leeds. My bachelor's degree was in Japanese and Asia-Pacific Studies. I will be moving to Japan in the near future (So be sure to keep an eye out for future blog posts on how to move to Japan and life in Japan).
Aside from studying, I like to watch Anime and Asian Dramas, listen to classical music, and look into self-development through books, YouTube, and social media platforms. I'll be sure to further delve into my interests in the coming weeks and share what I learn over time.
My latest projects are:
- Growing an Avacado Plant
- Learning how to play the piano
- Improving my communication skills
What is Chic Chig and Who is it for?
Much like all of you, the current pandemic has taken quite a toll on my daily life and that's where Chic Chig comes into play.
The word "Chig" actually means "direction" in Mongolian and as such, I want to create a better direction for my life and share my journey with all of you.
"Those who do not move, do not notice their chains." - Rosa Luxemburg.
Whilst I don't know how Chic Chig will develop in the future, I hope to create a supportive community for people who want to explore Life in a Different Country, Minimalism, Bullet Journalling, and Self-Improvement. A lot of YouTubers and content creators do cover these topics, but I always end up feeling like its not clear enough or is scripted in some way.
After watching a video, or reading an online post I always walk away thinking that I haven't really gained any new information. So I hope to fill in that gap and make content that is like a 'go-to' handbook with a new post every week to combat those Monday Blues!
With Chic Chig, I want to make sure that all of my posts are cited and well informed, whilst maintaining total transparency. On occasions, there will be posts in Mongolian as well to support Mongolian students who want to study and work abroad. So there will be content that is very niche (but useful! I promise.)
Ready... Set... GO!!!
So now you know who I am, what Chic Chig is, and what kind of content I will be creating. Let's get going, shall we?
I'll see you again on Monday!
About the Creator
Chic Chig
I'm an amateur blogger who is driven by self-improvement and travel!
I am definitely a coffee snob and an aspiring minimalist.
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Embracing The Darkness
In the depths of night, when the world is cloaked in shadows and silence reigns, there exists a realm of solitude where personal narratives unfold. It is in these moments, alone in the dark, that we confront our deepest fears, grapple with our innermost desires, and embark on a journey of self-discovery that transcends the boundaries of time and space.Every individual possesses a unique narrative, a tapestry of experiences woven together by the threads of joy and sorrow, triumphs and tribulations. These narratives, like constellations scattered across the night sky, guide us through the labyrinth of life, illuminating our path with the light of self-awareness and introspection.For some, being alone in the dark evokes a sense of trepidation, a fear of the unknown that lurks in the shadows. Yet, it is precisely in this darkness that we find the courage to confront our deepest fears, to face the demons that haunt the recesses of our minds. It is here, in the silence of the night, that we discover the strength within ourselves to emerge victorious, to transcend the limitations of our fears and emerge stronger, more resilient than before.In my own personal narrative, the darkness has been both a source of solace and a crucible of transformation. There have been moments when I have felt lost in the labyrinth of my own thoughts, overwhelmed by the weight of uncertainty and doubt. Yet, it is in these moments of darkness that I have found the clarity to see beyond the illusions of fear and uncertainty, to embrace the light of hope and possibility that resides within me.One such moment occurred during a period of profound loss and grief in my life. As I grappled with the pain of saying goodbye to a loved one, I found myself consumed by darkness, engulfed in a sea of sorrow that threatened to drown me. In those long, lonely nights, I felt the weight of despair pressing down upon me, suffocating me with its relentless intensity.Yet, it was in the midst of that darkness that I discovered a glimmer of light, a flicker of hope that refused to be extinguished. It was the memory of my loved one, their laughter echoing in the chambers of my heart, their spirit guiding me through the darkness like a beacon in the night. In their absence, I found the strength to carry on, to honor their memory by living my life with purpose and passion.In the silence of the night, I began to unravel the tangled threads of my grief, to find meaning amidst the chaos of loss. I sought solace in the beauty of nature, finding solace in the gentle embrace of the moonlight as it bathed the world in its soft, silver glow. I found comfort in the words of poets and philosophers, whose wisdom illuminated the path ahead with its timeless truths. Slowly but surely, I began to emerge from the darkness, like a phoenix rising from the ashes of despair. With each passing day, I felt the heaviness in my heart begin to lift, replaced by a sense of peace and acceptance that I had not known before. I realized that while the darkness had tested my resolve, it had also forged within me a resilience that would carry me through even the darkest of times.Today, as I look back on that journey through the darkness, I am filled with gratitude for the lessons it has taught me. I have learned that even in our darkest moments, there is always a glimmer of light to guide us forward, to remind us that we are never truly alone. I have learned that it is in facing our fears that we find the courage to transcend them, to embrace the fullness of life with open arms.In the tapestry of personal narratives that weave together the fabric of human experience, the darkness is but a thread, a fleeting moment in the grand symphony of life. Yet, it is a thread that holds within it the power to transform, to inspire, to illuminate the darkest corners of our souls. And so, as I journey forth into the unknown, I do so with a heart full of hope and a spirit renewed by the wisdom of the darkness.
By White head7 days ago in Motivation
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