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Being a solopreneur can feel quite lonely. So can being a mother, a product person, a highly-sensitive individual… I made it my mission to bridge the gap between my professional and my private life to show up as authentically and whole-heartedly as I can, inviting others to connect with me from human to human. In this section you can check out extracts from my personal newsletter „Tanja’s Butterflies“.

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Back in 2013, I stumbled across a website called Paper.li that invited you to create your personalized topic-based digital newspaper. It would then feature a couple of articles and tweets on the subjects you selected and provide a nice daily morning read. This is an example of curated content, a phenomenon that has been on the rise for more than a decade now. It can take many forms, ranging from "a single room with a single book" (a tiny bookstore in Ginza that sells only one book per week, hand-picked by its owner) to The Browser, a newsletter featuring five outstanding stories per day from thousends of articles. With individual voices trumping established brands more and more in the war for attention, even big social media players like...

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Detox

This month, I set out to write about detoxing, but looking at the last couple of weeks in my life what I truly want to write about is boundaries. Boundaries that keep us from each other, some in good ways, some in unhealthy manners. So how to gently merge those two topics? It's actually not that hard when you come to think about it. Let's look at it ethymologically: detoxing means getting rid of toxines. A toxine is a harmful substance, but you know what Paracelsus said: " The dose makes the poison." So in the end, our desire to detox is nothing but the realization that we overstepped some sort of boundaries too many times. When we talk about detoxing, we typically think of freeing our bodies from waste...

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Taboos

A couple of weeks ago, a relative's big birthday was coming up. My family and some of our close relatives agreed to prepare a rather expensive gift in light of this celebration and as a thank you for many occasions in which we received presents and support from this person in the past. While it was meant as a sweet gesture, we ended up in a rather awkward situation where our relative publicly refused to accept the gift. Instead, she decided to give away most parts of her present in front of us and cut off all the bills I had neatly folded as butterflies and spread across her fruit basket. To paint the full picture you need to know that she comes from a different culture...

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Freedom

In school there were few subjects I really hated, but somehow physics ended up being one of them. Therefore when my husband (who is a railway engineer) starts talking about anything too techy, my brain instantly wants to shut off. The other night, however, we ended up talking about the "degree of freedom" which apparently is a thing in physics ;-) I even looked it up: "In physics, the degrees of freedom (DOF) of a mechanical system is the number of independent parameters that define its configuration or state." (Wikipedia) Please bear with me ;-) So in a nutshell, what I took away from the article is the question: in which directions is a body able to move? (Physicists, don't hate me for this rather naive summary...

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Metamorphosis

Lately I have been falling asleep with the kids around 8 pm on a regular basis. During the day, my head is foggy and I am low on energy. I heard that some of you are experiencing the same. To me it feels like I am currently pupating in a little cocoon of mine. The other day I was talking about this with my dear friend Eva and we were joking around: At the end of this crisis, are we going to turn into beautiful butterflies or just come out as really fat and hairy caterpillars? :-)In any case, the pandemic is making me crawl back inside myself. And what I found there is my seven-year-old self, snuggled into a blanket reading everything she could get her...

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