Backpacking 28 countries for 8 months…

Erika Y
 

“I told a lie to my father that I was going to travel in Korea for a week. That’s how I started backpacking 28 countries for 8 months alone. As growing up in a conservative family, that’s the only way to convince them. At that time, I was stuck in the situation of my family’s obligation and working pressure in Japan. One day, I lost my family member after long care, and then I felt that I need some break before losing myself. At the beginning of my trip, I didn’t know how to enjoy my first freedom that I haven’t got for long time. For example, whenever I felt happy, my tough memory in Japan flashed back. I felt that “old me” was monitoring me with jealousy from the sky, and it made me feel guilty about my decision. In China, people mistook that I was a lost child, so a lady kept holding my hand. In Wales, I missed a bus in mountain; my first hitchhiking attempt was succeeded because a kind family picked me up. In Laos, when I visited a small village without electricity, the moon was bright enough to allow me to walk in the forest at night, and rice fields were shining all over place by reflection of the moon. The great nature and people were enough rehabilitation for me to heal. In Vietnam, I had a motorbike accident and lost my memory. In Morocco, I was chased by young guys with knives. Although I faced dangers in my trips, I didn’t regret my decision, because every single moment was precious for me. It was my first and biggest rebellion in my life. Looking back now, I never thought that I had a hidden power to continue 8 months backpacking. Before the trip, I was very weak, powerless, and I sacrificed my life for somebody’s sake. But what I believe now is- you are the one who find your hidden power inside you, not by someone. You have to be bold and courageous to change your situation even if it looks impossible to do so. During my trip, one traveler told me such “Don’t live somebody else’s life”. This still keeps motivating me. Women tend to sacrifice their life for somebody. But you have to be a main character of your life”.

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9 lives…

“This concept just came to me as I was contemplating this blog post. I was thinking about how I could possibly write something from a position of empowerment or power or “I’ve got it all together” when I so don’t have it all together; I started thinking “but I’ve had it together before, what happened?”. In thinking about this I came to the realization that we never have “OUR LIFE” (I have capitalized this on purpose as though it is one big thing) together. My life, I realized, is actually a series of small lives… Continue reading “9 lives…”

The power of your passion

“I believe it is important for everyone to find something they are passionate about. For me, it is team sports. When I was younger I became a synchronized swimmer. It taught me about teamwork, dedication, friendship, sacrifice, expression and probably every good quality that makes me who I am. I just loved the water and always felt safe there. If I had a bad day at school, or when my boyfriend broke up with me, or when my cat died, or when I was feeling stressed out, as soon as I jumped into that pool all those problems seemed to disappear. It was my outlet. I didn’t realize how important a role it played in my life until I stopped swimming when I was 18. Continue reading “The power of your passion”

Following my heart

“I remember before I met my husband I always wondered how would one know that this person is the right one for you. How did they know? How would I know? I guess I was afraid to not recognize him when he comes into my life and miss him. I was asking every my “in-relationship”/”married” friend and was hoping to come up with some kind of manual guide that I could follow. Most common answer that I’ve heard was – “You will just know it”. Again, How? I met my husband few summers ago on Ashbridge’s Bay playing beach volleyball. Continue reading “Following my heart”

The courage to share with the world…

“Empowerment – the word means different things to different people. For me, the road to empowerment means challenging and overcoming my fear of criticism. Looking back over my younger days, I remember some crucial moments when I let my fear of criticism get the best of me. Literally my BEST evaporated under the stress of fear and humiliation. My younger, less confident formative years were filled with a debilitating fear of criticism. But around the age of 15, I started to find my courage. In our high school, we had a Friday night coffee house set up in the library, for aspiring folk singers like myself to take the stage and entertain the crowd with a couple of songs. Continue reading “The courage to share with the world…”

Coming soon!

Hi everyone, I hope all of you are doing well and enjoying the summer.

I will be starting this page very soon. You will meet beautiful, inspiring and courageous women who I’ve met in my life and who have inspired and motivated me to start this page – Women of Toronto.

Thank you for your support 🙂