How Fragile We Are

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How Fragile We Are

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Yesterday our cat Max died. We found him on the side of the road. A few minutes after a car had hit him.

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His body still warm, his eyes still gleaming.

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His mother was a pristine pure-bred fancy Ragdoll cat. His father a fierce pretty wild farmers cat. Apparently the two had an ongoing secret love affair. The result was Max. Beautiful looking with the heart of a wild farmers cat.

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I was surprised to find how hard I took it. „Well”, I reasoned, „Come on, it’s a cat. I should not feel like this. Horrible things happen to people all over the world. Way worse than Max the Cat passing away.”

[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][dt_gap height=”10″][vc_row][vc_column width=”1/1″][vc_column_text] And it got me thinking. Thanks to social media most of us live more or less to a certain degree in the public eye. Especially when you’re an entrepreneur and you’re supposed to be available 24/7.

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And we forget how fragile we are.

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Cats, dogs, rabbits, friends, former class mates, family, at some point they die. Or they got sick. Or we get sick. Or something else – either small or big – happens that leaves us without words, empty handed, aching. Powerless.

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And I know how it feels to be powerless. I was in a severe depression for almost 8 years.

[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][dt_gap height=”10″][vc_row][vc_column width=”1/1″][vc_column_text] It sucks. Big time!

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We think we are supposed to be vibrant, jolly and good looking. We are supposed to be bright and successful and happy!

But sometimes we are not. Sometimes we do not feel creative and quick witted. Sometimes we just feel overwhelming sadness.

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There are basically 2 things we can do when we feel powerless.

[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][dt_gap height=”10″][vc_row][vc_column width=”1/1″][vc_column_text] A. ignore it. Just keep posting happy images on Facebook. Smile, dance, have an extra glass of wine. Use reasoning to think away the bad feelings. Start a fight with someone. Eat more chocolate.
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B. Dare to Be With the Pain. Don’t push it away. Don’t ignore it. Look at it. Don’t fight it. Because the harder you fight the bigger it gets. Chocolate and wine are optional, as long as you taste what your eating and drinking. 
Be vulnerable, feel the ache in your Good Heart, Soul or Mind. It is tender because it is capable of unbelievable things. It allows us to love, to care, to create, to feel joy.

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Pain is a sign that we are alive.

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When you opt for plan B. know you take the heroic path. It’s not immediately gratifying, it hurts, it’s life itself. 

But I take it.

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I owe that much to Max.

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Esther de Charon

Esther de Charon de Saint Germain is the Business Doula and Soul Whisperer of brave female entrepreneurs who want success on their own terms Esther is the author of "The Wonderfully Weird Woman's Manual" a Brand Expert, certified Transformational Art Coach, Artist, Communication Consultant, Art historian, Huffington Post + Thrive Global Blogger with over 25 years experience in the field of branding, design, creativity and art. She lives with her 13-year-old son and husband on an old farm. She's also addicted to Jasmin Tea, Opera with seriously bad endings, Weird Art and Red Lipstick.

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