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Escuta aqui Uma Conversa que perpassa épocas e experiências religiosas diversas. Usamos o All Hallow's Eve como pretexto para falar sobre inculturação e resistência nesses dias em que tem gente que acha que tudo que não é Narciso é Diabo. Se você não tem medo de careta, pegue sua receita afetiva, tire a poeira do caldeirão e mergulhe conosco em mais mistura de teologia, cultura, rumor e quase humor.  | Música: Alê, o Ferreiro (prod. Suno) –100 Vidas | Site: https://umaconversa.com.br/| Apadrinhe: https://apoia.se/patraodoumaconversa | E-Mail: conversaconosco@gmail.com| Redes: https://www.instagram.com/1Conversa

This week on Open Sources Guelph, we're getting more literate. While we go to air on the eve of All Hallow's Eve, the only think that's really haunting is the growing threat of misinformation so good it's hard to tell the difference between what's fake and what's real. We will talk to someone who has some ideas about how to fight it, but before that we will hear from a member of city council who himself is being haunted... By the numbers in the budget. This Thursday, October 30, at 5 pm, Scotty Hertz and Adam A. Donaldson will discuss: Phil Pickles. This week, Guelph City Council sat around and chewed on the 2026 budget update for the first time, and among them was Ward 3 Councillor Phil Allt. Now Councillor Allt has seen a few budgets since he joined city council in 2014, so he's just the person to ask: Is all of this getting harder, or is council losing an unending battle to do more with less? Allt will join us this week to talk about the budget pressures facing the City of Guelph, and whether there's any relief. Fake News, Real Strategies. This is Media Literacy Week in Canada, and what a time for such an occasion! Forget ghouls and goblins, the scariest things to think about this week is fake news and A.I. slop, and there's a very real concern that it's getting increasingly harder for people to know what's real. But there's still a way, and Matthew Johnson, the Director of Education for MediaSmarts, has some advice about how you trust a source and how you can trust your instincts online. Open Sources is live on CFRU 93.3 fm and cfru.ca at 5 pm on Thursday.

Today marks All Saints' Day, also known as All Hallows' Day or the Feast of All Hallows. That's why Hallowe'en is called that - it's All Hallow's Eve. The day celebrates saints, but the far more interesting day for folklore is tomorrow - All Souls' Day. All Souls' Day marks remembrance of the dead, whether that's visiting graves, praying for the dearly departed, or practising other family customs.  Given it's a day dedicated to the dead, I thought it would be a great time to hear some more unnerving and uncanny experiences from listeners of Fabulous Folklore… Find the images and references on the blog post: https://www.icysedgwick.com/supernatural-experiences-4/ Get your free guide to home protection the folklore way here: https://www.icysedgwick.com/fab-folklore/ Become a member of the Fabulous Folklore Family for bonus episodes and articles at https://patreon.com/bePatron?u=2380595 Buy Icy a coffee or sign up for bonus episodes at: https://ko-fi.com/icysedgwick Fabulous Folklore Bookshop: https://uk.bookshop.org/shop/fabulous_folklore Pre-recorded illustrated talks: https://ko-fi.com/icysedgwick/shop Request an episode: https://forms.gle/gqG7xQNLfbMg1mDv7 Get extra snippets of folklore on Instagram at https://instagram.com/icysedgwick Find Icy on BlueSky: https://bsky.app/profile/icysedgwick.bsky.social 'Like' Fabulous Folklore on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/fabulousfolklore/

Happy Halloween! Oct.31st is one of our fave daze of the year. So we want to do something special to celebrate All Hallow's Eve. 80s zombie flick “Return of The Living Dead” is the ultimate in entertainment. Lots blood, boobs and one helluva soundtrack! So this time out, we're going to take a page from those YouTube “10 Things…” type shows. And do our own audio treatment. Just when you... The post Radioactive Metal 855: Halloween Special – More Brains! appeared first on Shining Wizards Network.

Happy Halloween! Oct.31st is one of our fave daze of the year. So we want to do something special to celebrate All Hallow's Eve. 80s zombie flick "Return of The Living Dead" is the ultimate in entertainment. Lots blood, boobs and one helluva soundtrack! So this time out, we're going to take a page from those YouTube "10 Things..." type shows. And do our own audio treatment. Just when you thought you might have known everything about this cult classic, we're going to give you some info and trivia that will make you go "Wow! More Brains!!" Musically, we crank some Impetigo, Cauldron, Slasher Dave, Koffin Kats, Send More Paramedics (of course), VHS, Vincent Crowley, The Skirts, Split Dogs (well yeah) and Dracula. Horns Up and Send More Cops! 

Welcome to Jake's Happy Nostalgia Show, the podcast where nostalgia comes alive!This week, we speak with the incredibly talented Jean Marie Keevins — a puppet artist, producer, writer, designer, and one of the most versatile creative forces in the puppetry world! Jean Marie shares her fascinating journey from building puppets for Avenue Q and Disney on Ice to her time as Vice President of Puppet Heap, where she coordinated puppet builds for numerous projects with The Muppets. You will also hear behind-the-scenes stories from her work on beloved shows like Johnny and the Sprites and It's a Big Big World, as well as insights into her creative process as Associate Artistic Director of the Eugene O'Neill Theater Center. Jean Marie also talks about her company Little Shadow Productions, how she's brought powerful stories like All Hallow's Eve and Aanika's Elephants to life through her producing work, and briefly touches on her coaching work.Taping date: November 19, 2024Edited by: Simon A. (Baby Lamb Creations)https://www.youtube.com/@BabyLambCreationshttps://www.tiktok.com/@babylambcreationshttps://www.instagram.com/babylambcreations/https://www.reddit.com/user/BabyLambCreationsYT/Be sure to check out our website, where you can learn more about the podcast and find how to follow the Happy Nostalgia team!https://jakeshappynostalgiashow.weebly.com/Listen to our podcast on Spotify and other audio platforms!https://open.spotify.com/show/1PdrRWSmUdQ3m2NpNR9lSkhttps://linktr.ee/JakesHappyNostalgiaShow

It's Halloween, folks, so this week's episode of the Empire Podcast is extra-spooky, with Chris Hewitt, Helen O'Hara, James Dyer, and Beth Webb get way too invested in a listener question about the horror movie death that they would want for themselves. Just keep repeating: it's only a podcast, it's only a podcast, it's only a podcast. Elsewhere, our Core Four talk about the new Scream 7 trailer, the Hello Kitty movie and more in the news section, and they review A House Of Dynamite, Ballad Of A Small Player, Bugonia, and Relay. Guest-wise, we're loaded to the gills, as Chris chats with Ballad Of A Small Player director Edward Berger [24:30 - 38:01 approx] and The Hand That Rocks The Cradle stars, Mary Elizabeth Winstead and Maika Monroe [1:38:05 - 1:52:44 approx], while Harry Stainer talks Bugonia with that film's director, Yorgos Lanthimos. [56:00 - 1:09:18 approx] Oh, and Chris sings that song. No, not that one. The other one. Just in time for All Hallow's Eve. Enjoy...

It's Halloween and your friends at Forever Midnight have some treats for ya! This year the crew chose at Jef's suggestion the made for TV movie from 1985 "The Midnight Hour"! There is a very good chance lots of you folks know this one and maybe even saw it when it aired way back when. It is chock full of all kinds of now known folks and some now unknown folks that were more well known in the 70's and 80's hahah even Dom DeLuise's little shit of a kid is stinking this one up. If you have not seen this one it's up on Youtube and you can even get DVD's of it! It has lots of Halloween vibes so it's a good one to play on All Hallow's Eve! Josh, Jef and Brian get into a lengthy discussion about candy and snack perfectly on theme for the holiday but if you wanna go straight to the movie talk, start around the 17 minute mark. For you Forever Midnight Fiends the crew also just dropped a brand new Halloween episode on Patreon talking about Haunt from 2019!! So get your candy sack filled with some FM goodies! Have a safe and Happy Halloween! 

Send us a textA collection of Devil's Night-themed videotapes unleashes a series of twisted, blood-soaked tales, turning the Trick or Treat Radio hosts into a struggle for survival of their cinematic sanity. On Episode 692 of Trick or Treat Radio we discuss the latest installment in the V/H/S franchise with V/H/S/Halloween! We also discuss the anatomy of a good horror anthology entry, fear shame a very specific demographic, and react to the Shelby Oaks trailer. So grab a can of Diet Phantasma, pick out a single non-phallic candy bar, do the thorazine shuffle, and strap on for the world's most dangerous podcast!Stuff we talk about: Putting on weight, Jason Milhouse Voorhees, Camp Crystal Lake, Peloton, GGTMC Flick Pick of the Month, Outside the Cinema, Thorazine Shuffle, The Return of the Evil Dead, Q, Trick or Treats, Return of the Living Dead 3, The Nightmare Before Christmas, Necronomicon, Terror Firmer, The House on Haunted Hill, Saw, Frankenstein's Bloody Nightmare, The Zombie Diaries, Terrifier, All Hallow's Eve, Gothika, The Hills Run Red, It, See No Evil 2, Tucker and Dale Versus Evil, Pandorum, Alien Resurrection, Beetlejuice, Winona Ryder, Open House, Hack-o-Lantern, Jaws, Richard Dreyfus, Demon Under Glass, Fear the Walking Dead, Ghosts and Goblins, Mike Flanagan, The Chayn Gang, Ween, Chris Fleming, snacks at Trader Joe's, Metallica, Testament, Chuck Billy, fear shaming, people afraid of the HBO Feature Presentation intro, V/H/S/Halloween, Falcor, overly lactatious, Anna Zlokovic, Bryan M. Ferguson, Hellblazer, Sandman, Paco Plaza, REC, Lidsville, Casper Kelly, Charles Nelson Reilly, chloroform, Michelle Pitt-Norman, R.H. Norman, Rick Baker, Summer School, Damien Leone, House of Dynamite, Guillermo del Toro's Frankenstein, Kowakian Monkey Lizards, dia de los muertos, Ghosts and Goblets, Cosmic Transition, and Shiny Deadly Chaos.Support us on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/trickortreatradioJoin our Discord Community: discord.trickortreatradio.comSend Email/Voicemail: mailto:podcast@trickortreatradio.comVisit our website: http://trickortreatradio.comStart your own podcast: https://www.buzzsprout.com/?referrer_id=386Use our Amazon link: http://amzn.to/2CTdZzKFB Group: http://www.facebook.com/groups/trickortreatradioTwitter: http://twitter.com/TrickTreatRadioFacebook: http://facebook.com/TrickOrTreatRadioYouTube: http://youtube.com/TrickOrTreatRadioInstagram: http://instagram.com/TrickorTreatRadioSupport the show

Today, we're talking about the Catholic origins of Halloween, how the holiday has been corrupted by Wiccans and consumerism alike, and how much darkness is good for all of us. Mentioned on today's show:"The Truth About Exorcists & Demons: A Conversation with Dave VanVickle""The Goodness and Glory of All Hallow's Eve" by Emily Stimpson Chapman This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit visitationsessions.substack.com/subscribe

Happy Halloween! It's our very special Movie of the Month landing right on All Hallow's Eve. And this special episode wouldn't be complete without a guest, so we have Steve from Halloween is Forever to help us talk about our October Movie of the Month, Halloween H20: 20 Years Later, as voted on by our Patrons. Join us as we discuss the many timelines of the Halloween franchise, the diminishing returns of Michael's mask, and compare this movie to the other contemporary slashers of the late 90s. Want to get in on the fun and help us decide next month's Movie of the Month? Subscribe to our Patreon at Patreon.com/TCTAMPod for only $1. Find us on Bluesky, Instagram, and Threads @TCTAMPod and on TikTok @theycalledthisamovie.Our theme music was written and performed by Dave Katusa. He can be found on Instagram @dkat_productions.

The fog is thick, the pumpkins grin, and the veil between worlds is whisper-thin…Gather close, creatures of the night — it's time for Kevin Lane's Spill Your Guts Annual Halloween Special!This isn't your usual campfire chat. Tonight, we summon dark tales and dreadful whispers from some of horror's greatest minds — authors, actors, and legends of the macabre — each story crafted to chill your spine and haunt your dreams.So light the bonfires. Carve your pumpkins.And chant with us to the elder gods as we celebrate All Hallow's Eve… together.

Trick or treat, ya bunch of Halloweenies! It's All Hallow's Eve, the moon is high, and the time has come for the annual Grave Plot Podcast Halloween episode! Put on your costume and grab your pumpkin bucket as we drop in a sweet Real World Horror story featuring mysterious cattle mutilation, plus Horror Business goodies including a future Halloween movie from the maker of Green Room, Minnie Mouse joining the slasher movie fun, and a "reverse-narrative folk horror" film described as "Wicker Man meets Memento." We also examine the status of the Blade reboot and discuss the next project for Millie Bobby Brown. For our film reviews, we let our Grave Diggers over on Patreon pick two movies based on tonight's holiday. They chose the horror-comedy Murder Party as well as the 80s... classic? Hack-O-Lantern. So make sure to check your candy because that Snickers bar may be filled with a brand new Halloween episode of The Grave Plot Podcast!

This week on WASTOIDS TV, the veil between worlds has grown thin as All Hallow's Eve blows in on an arcane autumn wind. It's time for a creature double feature, with psychedelic animator Jamie Wolfe in conversation with our resident Argentinian werewolf, Salvador Cresta, as he presents an eye-bending conversation on Midnight Music Review in the Attic, who shares the secrets to artistic success. But first: With Oni Press' High Strangeness, Spectrevision steps into the realm of paranormal comics. With Spectrevision co-founder Daniel Noah providing stories, the book features a cast of comic creators like Chris Condon, Dave Chisholm, Valeria Burzo, Cecil Castellucci, Christian Ward, and more. We rang up one of the series writers, Christopher Cantwell, to discuss bringing a human level perspective to potentially cosmic realms—and what he listens to while investigating the phenomenon.Call us anytime at 1-877-WASTOIDS. More podcasts and videos at WASTOIDS.com | Follow us on Instagram and YouTube.

The Outer Realm BONUS " All Hallow's Eve" Open Discussion with Wayne Mallows Date: October 30th, 2025 EP: 635 TOPIC: Wayne Pops in for another awesome Open Discussion on All Hallows Eve! We will Exploring the Ancient Origins, Traditions and Lore of Halloween. We will Examine how this "Spooky Holiday" has evolved and how it is being celebrated around the world! Different Traditions makes for Different Celebrations!!! Contact for the show - theouterrealmcontact@gmail.com Michelle Desrochers and The Outer Realm :https://linktr.ee/michelledesrochers_ If you enjoy the content on the channel, please support us by subscribing: Thank you All A formal disclosure: The opinions and information presented or expressed by guests on The Outer Realm Radio and Beyond The Outer Realm are not necessarily those of the TOR, BTOR Hosts, Sponsors, or the United Public Radio Network and its producers. Although the content may be interesting, it is deemed "For Entertainment Purposes" . We are always be respectful and courteous to all involved. Thank you, we appreciate you all!

Miguel Ángel González Suárez te presenta el Informativo de Primera Hora en 'El Remate', el programa matinal de La Diez Capital Radio que arranca tu día con: Las noticias más relevantes de Canarias, España y el mundo, analizadas con rigor y claridad. Miguel Ángel González Suárez te presenta el Informativo de Primera Hora en 'El Remate', el programa matinal de La Diez Capital Radio que arranca tu día con: Las noticias más relevantes de Canarias, España y el mundo, analizadas con rigor y claridad. Hoy hace 2 años: El número tres del PSOE, Santos Cerdán, se reúne con Puigdemont en Bruselas para negociar la investidura …Y hoy hace un año: La Guardia Civil registra el despacho del fiscal general del Estado por orden del Tribunal Supremo …Y hoy hace 365 días: El Gobierno canario tampoco bajará el IGIC en 2025 pese a que los presupuestos crecen hasta los 11.678 millones de euros. Hoy se cumplen 1.357 días del cruel ataque e invasión de Rusia a Ucrania. 3 años y 247 días. Halloween. La noche del 31 de octubre se celebra en muchos lugares del mundo la Noche de Halloween, también conocida como Noche de Brujas o Noche de Difuntos. Halloween se celebra el 31 de octubre, un día ideal para preparar nuestros disfraces y decorar las casas y las calles con motivos terroríficos. Es una noche en la que los niños, jóvenes y no tan jóvenes salen a la calle para jugar al "truco o trato", se organizan fiestas de disfraces, se reúnen para contar historias de miedo, ver películas de terror o visitar casas encantadas. Halloween es una derivación de la expresión inglesa "All Hallow's Eve", y que significa "Víspera de Todos los Santos". Pero Halloween es mucho más que eso, se ha convertido en una fiesta que se celebra a nivel mundial. 1794.- El físico británico John Dalton descubre la enfermedad de la vista conocida popularmente como daltonismo o ceguera de los colores. 1850.- Sesión inaugural de las Cortes españolas en su nueva sede de la carrera de San Jerónimo, en Madrid. 1900.- Se matricula en España, en la localidad mallorquina de Santa Catalina, el primer automóvil, un cuadriciclo de la marca Clément propiedad de José Sureda Fuentes. 1918.- Se disuelve el imperio Austro-húngaro tras la revolución y Carlos I, emperador de Austria y rey de Hungría, abdica de la Corona. 1950.- Una comisión de Naciones Unidas revoca el acuerdo de 1946 que recomendaba la retirada de embajadores de Madrid y la exclusión de España de los organismos técnicos internacionales. 1956.- El escritor vasco, miembro de la Generación del 98, Pío Baroja, es enterrado en Madrid. Ernest Hemingway fue uno de los que llevó el féretro a hombros. 1992.- El papa Juan Pablo II rehabilita solemnemente, 350 años después de su muerte, al astrónomo Galileo Galilei, condenado por el Santo Oficio. 1999.- La Iglesia católica y la evangélica firman en Berlín (Alemania) la "Declaración conjunta de la gracia divina" para poner fin a 500 años de diferencias entre las dos corrientes del cristianismo. 2005.- Nace la princesa Leonor de Borbón y Ortiz, primogénita de los reyes de España, Felipe y Letizia, y heredera de la Corona. 2011.- La UNESCO reconoce a Palestina como Estado miembro de pleno derecho. 2014.- La Justicia argentina ordena la detención de los exministros españoles Rodolfo Martín Villa y José Utrera Molina por crímenes cometidos durante el régimen de Francisco Franco (1939-1975) y los primeros momentos de la Transición (1975-1977). 2017.- El Tribunal Constitucional suspende por unanimidad la declaración de independencia de Cataluña. 2022.- Las víctimas del franquismo reciben por primera vez un homenaje de Estado, con motivo del día que la recién aprobada Ley de Memoria Democrática establece para recordar a este colectivo. Santos Alonso, Quintín, Urbano, Narciso, Eustaquio y Nemesio. Estos son los sectores con mayor o menor satisfacción salarial en Europa. Mazón, tras los gritos de "asesino" de las víctimas de la dana en el homenaje: "Me hago cargo y no dejo de reflexionar" Sánchez tacha de "circo" la comisión del Senado del caso Koldo donde defiende la "legalidad" de las cuentas del PSOE. Canarias más cerca de acoger el Centro Nacional de Vulcanología: Tenerife y La Palma presentan la única candidatura. La propuesta de las Islas está pendiente de que el Ministerio de Política Territorial valore si cumple con todos los requisitos exigidos para la institución. Más de 82.000 personas tienen diagnosticada enfermedades raras en Canarias. En 2024 se detectaron 64 casos positivos confirmados y más de 800 con hallazgos relevantes. Salvamento desembarca en Arrecife a más de un centenar de personas, dos de ellas menores, de dos embarcaciones precarias. La primera neumática fue localizada a 10 millas de Arrecife con 56 migrantes a bordo, y la segunda, se encontraba a 20 millas de la capital. El Real Club Náutico de Gran Canaria compra al Estado los terrenos sobre los que se asienta por 7,2 millones de euros El presidente de la sociedad privada, Pedro Sánchez, ha asegurado que esta adquisición supone “un futuro y una seguridad” ante cualquier cambio de reglamentación urbanística acerca de las concesiones sobre dominio público. Entra en vigor en Tenerife el cobro del céntimo forestal al repostar carburante. El PSOE rechaza el impuesto al combustible cuya recaudación se destinará a financiar medidas de protección ambiental en la Isla. Un 31 de octubre de 1975.- El grupo británico Queen publica la canción "Bohemian Rhapsody" para su álbum "A night at the opera".

Ghosts, ghouls, goblins, aliens, millennials-dressing-up-weird-because-they-can't-afford-homes-but-they-can-splurge-on-hair-dye, and candy corn...It's that time of year again — October 2025, when brainrot meets toothrot on All Hallow's Eve.And this week, we're concluding our two-part special that'll keep you shivering in your skivvies.Carol Malone, a forensic paranormal scientist, has been featured on the Travel Channel and consulted for television and film. Known as the godmother of forensic science in the paranormal world, Carol bridges the gap between laboratory precision and the unexplained.She's spent three decades applying forensic methodologies - from blood-spatter analysis to environmental baselining - to haunted locations, turning ghost stories into data points and cold cases into energy maps.  She's no run-of-the-mill "paranormal investigator" or "ghost hunter" or "Jack Osbourne." (RIP Ozzy btw. We love your stuff).  No no...she is a seeker of proof!  And since she was friends with Ed and Lorraine Warren (see: The Conjuring or The Demonologist or The Amityville Horror or....The Conjuring 2...) and they let you into the inner circle, she's gotta be doing something right!  In Part Two, she speaks with Greg about:  -Why paranormal apps are mostly junk science (and dangerously misleading).-How the Mind Machine triggered a glowing cross witnessed by 50 people.-The forensic evidence that consciousness interacts with physical matter.-Why mainstream science fears paranormal proof more than ghosts themselves.-The moment reality stopped behaving like… reality.And did we mention it's scary?!?!Happy Halloween, Loopers. This is the perfect spoooooky listen while you're stuck in the upside-down and your only two choices for podcasts are this or Joe Rogan....good luck. Find Carol on her Facebook page at FPI Unsolved: https://www.facebook.com/fpi.unsolved Let Greg know how you like the show. Write your review, soliloquy, Haiku or whatever twisted thoughts you want to share at https://ratethispodcast.com/openloops

It's All Hallow's Eve Eve! Does that make sense? It's the day before Halloween(duh). And we had a to of Halloween stuff this morning including a Jason Vorhees/Peloton team-up, the #1 candy in every state, and whether or not Halloween decorations have become too scary. It's also "Hypothetical Thursday" and Jean's question was: "Would you rather ONLY eat candy corns for an entire month...or eat ONLY pumpkin-flavored foods for an entire month?" Brian's question was: "Which horror movie main character do you think you could survive?" We also talked to Office Cora to find out what she's up to in the 715 this weekend. Her Hypothetical Question for us was: "Would you rather have food delivered instantly the moment you order it...but it's a bit too spicy and the temperature of the food is off....or have it delivered normally with the right amount of spice & the correct temperature?" In sports, the Blue Jays got a BIG win over the Dodgers last night in Game 5 of the World Series, Week 9 in the NFL kicks off tonight with Thursday Night Football, a look at the NFC North schedule this weekend, the Bucks are back in action tonight, an update on Terry Rozier & Chauncy Billups, the Twins get a new manager, and Aidan Hutchinson gets a massive contract extension. Elsewhere in sports, the Governor of Louisiana has some interesting comments about the next head coach at LSU, former NHL player Ryan Kesler is facing some serious chargers, and Kyle Busch & his wife lost over $8 million in a life insurance scam! Several really cool stories this morning, including Mr. Frodo crashing a "Lord of the Rings"-themed wedding, a kid who grew his hair out so he could donate it to charity, and a family found a message in a bottle from a WW1 soldier! Today is "National Candy Corn Day", and pretty much everyone hates it. And in today's edition of "Bad News with Happy Music", we had stories about a pet monkey that got loose in a Spirit Halloween store, an artificial "tongue" that can apparently detect how spicy foods are, a woman who got hit in the face by a duck while riding a rollercoaster at SeaWorld, a United Airlines flight that got delayed with a couple of flight attendants turned into fight attendants, a guy who tried to sneak into a jail with a giant Thermos up his ass, a cop in Detroit who showed up to a virtual court hearing without any pants on, and a Halloween hater who destroyed a display featuring a skeleton version of Bob Ross!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

It's All Hallow's Eve! The last 'Slice Of Life" anime this month is Made In Abyss. We guarantee you've never seen an anime like this.

Samhain (pronounced “sah-wen”) and All Hallow's Eve is upon us, witches! And for most energy workers and magickal practitioners, we can feel something distinct in the air and energy around us this time of year. There is a natural pull to work with spirits and to connect with the dead. Sometimes this is experienced simply through the form of curiosity, and sometimes it feels more like a deeper call to purpose.In today's episode I'm going to walk you through a safe, responsible, ethical, and still effective approach to work with the dead, to honor spirits, and to respect ghosts. Helping you get clear on your own personal motives, where and when the best time for this work is, and how you can get started going about this sacred practice.If you haven't already, make sure you go back and listen to 191 Getting Safely Started in Spirit Communication & Death Witchery, which has some really helpful basics. You might also enjoy these other past episodes as well:145 Are You a Death Witch?043 Life, Death, & Rebirth - The Curious World of Oddities with Cera Marquez→ That Witch School members can also listen to the bonus episode, A Death Witch's Take on Modern Samhain

In this episode, Sidney breaks down the film that gave Art the Clown his first feature length debut, All Hallow's Eve (2013).

Latchi Ratyi Miro Amal, Good Evening Friend! You're listening to the Fifth Season of O Verda Darano! Hosted by Count Kalman Boross. Esma Kallai is travelling realms beyond human comprehension at this time. We go Beyond the Caravan, visiting fiends from around the country and globe, Roma and Gadje alike. We'll talk with businesses, wildlife efforts, and true characters that will surely entrance your ears with each passing minute!The air has chilled, the trees have fashioned their autumnal burial shrouds of reds and yellows, and all manners of ghouls have clawed their way back to your doorstep. All Hallow's Eve is upon us, miro amal… the veil is thin and the dead are just aching to join us…I happen to have a fondness for this next vict- I mean, friend, as she shares a hunger likened to my own. Companions, I speak of Professor Madeline Potter. A fellow Rom hailing from Edinburgh. From what I've gathered thus far, she has a fascination with two wonderful subjects- gothic literature… and vampires. I must say, it's been a rather revealing conversation, if you understand my meaning… Oh, don't look so shocked, you just realized why I coaxed you into entering this verda? Death is inevitable for you, yet this conversation is teeming with terror that I'm just gnawing ravenously to hear. Shun…You can find Professor Madeline Potter's socials here:https://www.madeline-potter.com/Madeline.potter@ed.ac.ukIG, Twitter/X: @madeline_cctBluesky: @madelinepotter.bsky.socialas well as her books:Roma: A Traveling History: https://www.harpercollins.com/products/the-roma-madeline-potter?variant=43213424361506Theological Monsters: https://www.uwp.co.uk/book/theological-monsters-potter/Be prepared to travel to places and dimensions not suited for man or beast! Dead Scared Entertainment brings you fear you can hear! A brand-new concoction of Roma storytelling through a broadcast-style podcast.Click on our Linktree to stay connected with all things DSE: https://linktr.ee/deadscaredentIf you aren't already, follow us on Instagram and TikTok: @deadscaredentertainment

In celebration of All Hallow's Eve, Mike Nichols returns to the Greenwood as we review S.1 E.36 "The Thorkil Ghost", which basically takes the form of a medieval Scooby Doo mystery, but... you know... with some actual murders...Support the show

Lady Annabelle & Kate Two stories from 3 centuries, about one English mansion. By Blacksheep. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. An aristocrat has an exciting encounter with a highwayman It is the Year of Our Lord 1760, and the roads leading to and from London be the most perilous for any traveler. Hounslow Heath being a favorite haunt of the highwayman and footpad. Folly indeed, for the unwary to wander alone. And London be a very wicked place, so it hath been told, with whores, beggars and cutpurses on every street corner, The journey of Lady Emily Arundel and her daughter Annabelle had been an uneventful one so far. "And when we arrive at Mablethorpe Hall, be sure to show your appreciation to Lord Barrington-Smythe. His son, William, wishes to seek your hand in marriage," Lady Emily began. "Yes Mother," her daughter replied, with a distinct lack of enthusiasm. "His estate comprises over a hundred acres of land," "Well, hark at that!" "owns several horses related to Whistlejacket," Annabelle struggled to contain a sigh. "properties in the colonies," "How glorious, Mother." "knows a clutch of fashionable London society in beautiful silk suits and powdered wigs attended by almost equally well appointed valets! Whom are accompanied by gorgeous ladies in even more elaborate wigs and dresses in the latest Paris fashions," The corpulent gentleman sat opposite them in the coach was Lord Bracewell, an old and dear friend of Lady Emily. He grinned at Annabelle, sensing her discomfort. "Your Ladyship, it may please you to know, that we are but a mile from our journey's end." And thank heaven for that, Bracewell thought to himself, now feeling the great need of a chamber pot after drinking an excess of ale. He adjusted his periwig. "Erm, perhaps an opportunity at this gathering for a, f, er, you know, eh?" He gestured something and Lady Emily quickly tapped his leg with her foot. "Shush. Manners, Cuthbert! Later, perhaps," At that moment the coach lurched as it hit a particularly large pothole. This stretch of road was notoriously bad. Suddenly, the coach shuddered to an uncomfortable halt and the horses squealed. Other hooves could be heard alongside. "Stand and deliver!" "Oh dear God!" Lord Bracewell exclaimed, crossing himself. "I fear we are about to be robbed!" The masked stranger yelled at the coachman. "Throw down your weapons my bonny boy, or I'll spill your guts on the road!" There was the sound of muskets hitting the ground. Inside the coach, Lady Emily trembled and uttered a prayer. A robber might take more from a lady than her silver. Annabelle should've been as terrified as her mother, but her wildly-beating heart was more out of excitement. "Perhaps this man may be more merciful than we give him credit for?" "Hush, my dearest daughter. These bandits are without scruples! Pray to the Lord!" A bay-colored horse's head and then its rider appeared outside the window. The figure who leaned down to peer into the window appeared tall, wearing a cape, a three-cornered hat and a black handkerchief across his mouth. Dark brown eyes. "Well now, what fabulous treasure do I find?" The highwayman pointed a flintlock pistol inches from Annabelle's face. He leaned forward and with a move of his wrist he flicked back her hood with the muzzle of the pistol. "Ah. A true English Rose." "Sir, I beg of you, do not harm my daughter," Lady Emily intervened. "She is but eighteen, an innocent child, she has no silver!" "Her fortune awaits at Mablethorpe Hall no doubt. But it is she I am taking, not her money. Come." And he beckoned, the hand still held out to help Annabelle down. "Why, what foul swine would take a young lady's honor? I forbid you to lay one finger on her!" Lady Emily yelled. "Take me in her place." "No Mother, I shall do as he asks," Annabelle interrupted, taking his hand. "My child, no!" "It shall be alright Mother," Annabelle replied. "Your daughter knows her own mind, Madam," the highwayman said. "So now, I must ask you to keep thine own counsel. It would give me no pleasure to shoot your coachman and your gentleman companion." Lady Emily could do nothing but remain in the coach as the mysterious stranger led Annabelle away and into the trees at the side of the road. "Sir. If I may be so bold, may I request a merciful death?" The damsel inquired. This rather caught the highwayman off guard. This young lady intrigued him far more than the other wealthy folks he'd ambushed in the past. How the ladies had screamed like banshees and pleaded for their lives. The simpering, periwigged dandy who'd pissed his breeches when a gun was pointed at his head. Aristocrats. The damned preening lot of them! How he loathed these ruling peacocks. Oh, he hadn't always been a highwayman. Back in his old life he'd fought for king and country. Until good fortune and those he looked up to had betrayed him, He had planned to kidnap the girl and hold her to ransom. Lord Arundel's daughter would command a high price. "You are indeed bold. And, I have no wish to kill you. Your beauty and grace are extremely attractive to young men and it is bound to rouse their passions." Annabelle thought for a moment. "Since I am without silver or jewels, perhaps I could offer you a gift of a different kind? If I were to sufficiently please you, would you let my mother, Lord Bracewell, the coachman and myself go free? I'll do anything, to please you." He blinked. "Even the most unladylike of things? Do you realize what you are saying?" "Sir, I am shortly to be married. It would be most helpful if I were sufficiently skilled in how to pleasure my husband on our wedding night. I have no experience whatsoever in meddling with a man, perhaps if I could, practice somehow." Those less-than-polite urges that had been assaulting her body recently, had now found the perfect outlet. "Will you service my prick like a common whore?" "Yes sir," Annabelle replied, kneeling before him. "Let's see you try then." He kept his pistol in his right hand. "No teeth." Annabelle unbuttoned the highwayman's breeches slowly, her careful motions at odds with the look in her blue eyes and pulled out the large and swollen member. She couldn't help but stare at his impressive length, simultaneously afraid and eager. A man's weapon in all its hardened glory. A thing she'd previously glimpsed from afar, now in her hands. He expected her to hesitate, but to his surprise, she leant forward and ran her tongue up the shaft. With all haste, she opened her mouth, allowing him to move it inside. He began to thrust his cock inside her mouth, holding her head steady. Shocked at herself, Annabelle couldn't deny that as she heard him pant and moan, she felt somehow strangely empowered. She began to suck, working her tongue around his member. The highwayman cursed and blasphemed holding her head firmer as he began to thrust faster. Eventually, he grasped her blonde hair tightly as he groaned, pushing his entire length down her throat and shot his seed into her. She swallowed every drop of it, rather liking the taste. "Impressive," he panted. He'd enjoyed that a lot more than he was willing to admit, but wasn't done with this little rich girl just yet. "Have you had enough yet, Marchioness Whore?" Panting she replied, "I think not. Please." "Please?" He ran his hand under her dress and up her thigh. "Please what?" "Please sir." He fingered her tantalizing wet womanhood. "Louder, if you please." "Ah, Please sir!" He chuckled, and withdrew. She was ready to beg him, but before she could he had her up against a tree, hands tied then the rope wrapped hight around the thick trunk. With swift action he pulled up her skirting and down went her petticoat. Pulling her ass out to meet him, had entered her virgin cunt from behind, feeling the satisfying tightness of a deflowering. She winced and made a squeal similar to those a fox makes when mating. It hurt, but at the same time it felt so good. The highwayman withdrew until just his cockhead was still engaged, leaving Annabelle feeling a little disappointed. But then he pushed back in, all the way and in one go. His animal instinct had kicked in and he had one overriding desire; to plant his seed in this nubile young lady. He picked up speed, plunging deeply each time. Annabelle's own arousal was equally uncontrolled. She knew what was about to happen after her recent voyeurism of Lord Bracewell fucking her mother across a grand piano one afternoon. A more amusing rather an arousing spectacle that brought to mind an overfed pug mounting a chair leg. This time the explosion was even more powerful - and it was accompanied by the highwayman's roar as she felt him fill her passage with his issue. It seemed to go on forever and she felt it leaking out around his shaft and down her legs. "God," he gasped as he finally withdrew from Annabelle. He untied her and helped her stand. "Did I, please you sir?" Annabelle inquired in her refined & well-bred cadence. The highwayman finally removed his face covering. Annabelle was surprised to see a weathered but good-looking man, with cheeks bearing scars. Under his cape, she had glimpsed a torn and darkened coat, that had been, long ago a Redcoat officer's uniform. This man was no stranger to battle, and had a long history that he wasn't prepared to reveal. "You and the others have earned your freedom Your Ladyship." He said with a bow, removing his 3-point hat in the process. Her charms prevailing to ransom her entourage. His siring became her own treasure, preparing her for yet more charming accomplishment in the upcoming matrimonial bedchamber. A Night at Mablethorpe Hall Two millennials Ravished by the ghost of a Redcoat on Halloween. "Don't you just love a Halloween-themed tour and a meal at an English country house?" Kate said to her friend as the minibus they were in pulled into the grounds of Mablethorpe Hall. "Yeah, these old places have a real atmosphere!" Chloe replied. "I've wanted to do something like this for like, forever. Stay overnight in some old place, pretend I'm lady of the manor. I'm so glad I booked this trip." "Kate you are such a history nerd. Lucy Worsley has a rival." "My heart is in the 18th century. Seriously. I just love anything from that time." Kate had often been described as an atypical millennial. They got off the bus and collected their luggage. "Come on, the tour is about to start. Let's dump our luggage. Apparently this place is haunted." Kate smiled. "All good English manors should have at least one ghost! Three hours in a minibus. I'm stiff from sitting so long." They collected their room keys. The Hall had not yet upgraded to the modern electronic key cards. Kate liked that. A traditional brass key was more in keeping with the decor. The receptionist looked worried. "Are you ok with having Room 13?" she asked. "Sure. I'm not superstitious. Don't tell me it's haunted?" "Well, some guests have reported that really strange things happen in that room. And the wi-fi doesn't work in there." Kate just assumed the woman was joking. "In that case, it sounds like my kind of room! Think I can last a few hours without wi-fi." The room was large and splendid. "Seriously? I get a king-size four poster bed?" Kate exclaimed as she gazed in awe. "This is so fantastic! I feel like Queen Anne." The bed looked so inviting, Kate couldn't resist just flopping back on it and spreading out. "Bliss!" she sighed. So much better than the single bed back at her cramped one-bed flat. She closed her eyes, Abruptly, Kate was overcome by a bizarre horniness, and masturbated more than she'd done in a long time. She was getting so wet, so hot and in a rush to give herself the release she so desperately needed. She hitched up her dress and pushed her panties down just a bit, then shoved her right hand down to her cunt. She used her left hand to push up her nightshirt and play with her breasts, pinching her nipples hard, making her moan with pleasure. Kate's right hand was busy with her cunt, alternately slipping down between her cunt lips and inside her hot, wet core, fucking herself with fingers, then pulling out to rub her clit. Back and forth, over and over. She was moaning, fantasizing about being pounded, pounded by an unknown uniformed man. Begging him to fuck her harder and send her climaxing in ecstasy, Kate was screaming. Suddenly her orgasm peaked and hit full force. She stopped all movement with her hands momentarily then began again, at first very fast and hard, then slowing as her orgasm began to subside. She lay there as her breathing slowly returned to normal. "Jesus," she muttered, when she could finally catch her breath again. "What the hell just happened?" The tour had already begun when Kate arrived to join the others. "What took you so long?" Chloe asked. "Thought you'd got lost." "Oh I just, er, oh wow, check out that tour guide!" "Mablethorpe Hall, one of Berkshire's finest country estates back in the day," the tour guide began. He was dressed in early 18th century period costume, with a long wig, frilled cuffs and breeches. "He looks just like John Hurt did in Rob Roy. I love the costumes in that movie." Kate whispered to Chloe, who rolled her eyes. Kate listened intently as every detail of the building's history was described. "But the most fascinating story of Mablethorpe," the guide continued, "is that it's said to be haunted by Major Robert Wolfe, a British Army officer." The was a chorus of "oh!" from the assembled tourists. "The Major is said to return to Mablethorpe every Halloween night, in hope of seeing the woman he once loved." "So the poor sod just wants to get laid?" a middle-aged bloke at the front said, and everyone burst out laughing. The tour guide evidently took this old legend extremely seriously and did not see the funny side. "As I was saying, the Major was in love with Lady Annabelle Barrington-Smythe. That in itself was a scandal, for she was married to William Barrington-Smythe. Rumor has it that the Major was actually a notorious highwayman known as The Fox, " Later, the guests were treated to a Halloween-themed meal in the Hall's grand banqueting room. There were the usual things adorning the tables - Jack o' lanterns, candles everywhere, fake cobwebs. In the background, a string quartet dressed as witches played a medley of Bach and Handel. "Not as spooky as I was expecting," Chloe said as she sampled the pumpkin pie and spiced rum. "I was hoping the lights were going to go out and there'd be a jump-scare or something. Like two years ago when we went to that zombie-themed night at Castle Howard. That was creepy as hell!" "This is nice though. Lots of atmosphere. I like it here. I'd like to, get married in a place like this. Have a historical-themed wedding. That is, if, " "When, Kate. When you meet that ideal guy. And you will. He's out there. Plenty of fish. Steve was a complete areole, but he's ancient history. A bit like this hall." "True!" After the meal concluded, there was more live music and dancing. "Think I'm going to call it a night," Kate said. "Oh you lightweight," Chloe replied, already tipsy. "Aren't you going to stay up for the midnight ghost walk in the grounds? You might see a good-looking highwayman." "No, I'm totally exhausted. Really. You can tell me all about it in the morning." "Fine, whatever. I know you're too afraid!" Kate headed up to her room, surprised at being overcome by such tiredness. She hadn't drunk that much, and it had hardly been an energetic evening. The glorious king-size bed and it's luxurious blankets beckoned, Sometime after midnight, Kate was in a deep slumber, but also in the throes of a nightmare. He's coming, Kate did not dream often, and she was even less often plagued by bad dreams. Several times she stirred, came half awake, and heard herself gasping in panic. Once, drifting up from some threatening vision, she heard her own voice crying out wordlessly in terror, and she realized she was thrashing about in the bed. Suddenly the air was oppressively heavy, hot, thick; as if it were not air at all but a bitter and poisonous gas of some kind. She tried to breathe, couldn't. There was an invisible, crushing weight on her chest. The unmistakable smell of gunpowder. Hoofbeats, many horses. Some kind of battle? A murderous barrage of lightning crashed like a volley of mortar fire, seven or eight tremendous bolts; and woke her from sleep in an instant. "Holy shit." Kate gasped as the storm made her sit upright in bed. She remembered what Chloe had said earlier, about the tour not being scary. Evidently, nature had now delivered a jump, a scare of its own. Already her memory of the nightmare had begun to dissolve; only fragments of it remained with her, and each of those disassociated images was evaporating as if it were a splinter of ice. All she could remember was that she'd been in a battle of some kind, and there had been many men - soldiers on horseback. They'd been pursuing her. Firing guns. As the nightmare receded, Kate became uncomfortably aware of how dark the bedroom was. Before going to sleep she had switched off both the bedside lamps. The curtains were all closed, and only thin blades of moonlight were visible between the gap she'd left. She had the irrational but unshakable feeling that something had followed her up from the dream, there was another presence in the room, oh God! She fumbled for the lamp switch, damn, where was it? Groped around, switched it on. Relief as golden light flooded the room, And then she saw him. Stood at the side of the bed. He was dressed in a Redcoat uniform, just calmly standing there. She gasped, but was so shocked, she couldn't utter a sound for a moment. Then her initial shock turned to anger. Was this part of the Halloween tour? Having re-enactors actually enter the guest bedrooms was completely unacceptable. "What the hell are you doing?" Kate yelled. He seemed taken aback by her reaction. "Who are you?" She demanded once she had caught her breath again. "I beg your pardon, Miss," he began. He removed his hat as he moved closer. "Major Robert Wolfe of His Majesty's 58th Regiment of Foot." "What are you doing here?" He smiled politely. "Where I come from, when a gentleman introduces himself, a lady generally responds in kind." Kate was about to respond with a sarcastic remark, but then she noticed that he was surrounded by a faint, silver glow. Her heart began to pound like crazy. Gathering all her courage, she decided to ask him directly. "Are you, dead?" The Major's face relaxed into a smile. "Oh indeed. Quite, quite dead. As I have been since the last night of October, Seventeen Sixty-five." Kate thought she might faint. "You're a," "A spirit, why yes. An earthbound and restless one, forever drawn to return to Mablethorpe every All Hallow's night. Isn't that quite a tale? I most humbly apologies for subjecting you to my battle experiences earlier, but t'was the only way I was able to wake you." She looked him up and down. He did look a gentleman, to be sure, and a handsome one at that. The signature red coat, crossed with white belts, the brown hair tied back in a queue and neatly curled at the sides, the breeches, knee-high leather boots. A brass gorget glinted round his neck. The Major took one of her pale, slender hands. Kate was surprised to feel solid flesh, rather than some kind of gaseous form, as expected of a ghost. Was he more of a zombie? His hand was as cold as ice. Kate suddenly felt her cheeks flush, under his intense gaze. If all those old stereotypes about ghosts were true, then he could probably see right through her nightie, as well as walk through walls, "Um, why did you wake me?" He was still holding her hand. "Well, I must beg your forgiveness for the manner of this intrusion, my lady. I am honored to make your acquaintance. I was drawn to you from the moment you arrived here. You resemble so much, someone I lost, long ago. For the past 255 years I keep returning here, hoping to find a lady who might be able to satisfy my most urgent of needs," Kate bit her lip, as she recalled that earlier incident in the bedroom when she'd pleasured herself. She'd never been a religious person. But now she was considering sex with a ghost. Was she about to embark on something that might damn her soul? On the other hand, she'd been single for a while, had been craving the touch of a man, "Major, I am willing to help you in any way I can." "You are lovely beyond belief. If I may so bold as to show my appreciation?" He leaned in to kiss the exposed skin of her neck; his lips leaving a hot trail from just below her ear to the center of her throat at the neck of her nightie. Kate closed her eyes and moaned. "A little more, my lady?" "Yes, oh yes," He kissed her and she parted her lips to let him in. The heat of his mouth and his probing tongue sent shivers through her body and she shifted closer to him to feel the heat of his body against hers. She breathed in the faint masculine scent. Major Wolfe pulled back the bedcovers. Then he pushed her nightie up to bare her belly. Leaning her back, he took one hardened nipple with his lips and she gasped. He sucked, pulling with his lips. At Kate's soft moan, he drew in a shuddering breath. "Touch me," he pleaded hoarsely, bringing her hand to the waistband of his breeches, and then guiding it down to cup the bulge in his groin. She explored eagerly, desperately, feeling his full erection through his breeches and groping lower to feel his balls. Oh lord, she was trembling so much with excitement. Unfastening the fall front flap, she pulled out his engorged organ. She couldn't believe this was happening. She was groping the cock of a dead man! And she was so wet. Kate took his hot length in her hand, feeling it, and stroked it up and down as she licked and sucked at the tip. The Major was generously endowed, and she felt herself blush. "Here," he said, moving her unoccupied hand to cup his balls. "Don't be shy, my lady." Gently squeezing his balls, she slowly took his throbbing cock into her mouth. He moaned as she deep-throated him. "Oh my lady," he groaned. Then Major Wolfe clambered on the bed and put his head between Kate's thighs. The tip of his tongue brushed her clitoris. She jumped and willed him to move faster. At first his tongue explored her wet folds, but he replaced his tongue with gentle fingers that probed and rubbed and finally penetrated. Kate's wetness was dripping down her arse crack and he rubbed it around with his fingers. The sensation made her squirm and she placed her feet on his shoulders, and when he finally sucked on her clit, she lifted herself up to meet his tongue. None of her previous partners had ever thrilled her as much as this. His face was flushed and damp and his expression was one of pure longing. "My lady, I want you so much. "He whispered and pushed up into her. "Ah!" Kate gasped, more from surprise than the stretching sensation. "Are you alright?" he said, wrapping one arm around her and holding her close. She gave her answer by kissing him. He insinuated his hand between their bodies and fingered her clit as he began to move inside her. Holy shit, those fingers, he knew exactly how to pleasure a woman for maximum effect! For a moment Kate thought of the fact he'd been waiting over two and a half centuries for this! He stroked her again with wet, slippery fingers and thrust steadily up into her. The combination awakened something within that she'd never felt before. Kate dug her hands into his back and tried to speak, but couldn't form words. The Redcoat's large cock filled her completely, stretching her walls to the limit. He was groaning and fucking her like a wild beast. "Come for me, my lady," Major Wolfe whispered in her ear, and she cried out. "Come for me, release for me. Let us spend together," he pleaded, and she did, her head falling back, her whole body shaking and clenching with the intensity of orgasm. He followed immediately; in an instant their coupling reached its conclusion and she was filled to the brim with his seed, Kate didn't want to let him go. They lay joined for what seemed like a long time. Eventually, Major Wolfe gently withdrew his softening member from his mortal lover. "Dawn approaches, my lady." "No, Major, stay, please," she whispered, tiredness overcoming her. "Rest now, my love. I must go." Kate tried to say something, but sleep was rapidly overcoming her. "We shall meet again. Soon, my love," was the last she heard. The sound of someone knocking on the door finally woke Kate. She squinted at the curtains. Bright sunlight was streaming through the gap. "Kate, are you awake?" Chloe's muffled voice could be heard. Fumbling for a dressing gown, Kate staggered out of bed and opened the door. "There you are! Were you in a coma or something? It's 11 o'clock! You've missed breakfast and the minibus will be here in half an hour!" "Oh God, sorry, I forgot to set my phone's alarm clock. I, er, I'll be down as quick as I can." "Are you ok? You look a bit peaky." "Just crashed out. How was the midnight ghost walk?" "Midnight wash-out you mean. Did you see that storm last night? It was unreal. So much lightning. Thought a freaking nuclear bomb had gone off!" "Oh. Guess I missed that." "Jeez, you were in a coma. That thunder could've wakened the dead!" "Maybe it did," Kate wondered. Alone in the room again, Kate returned to the bed. Her mind was a tumult of emotions. "It wasn't all a dream, was it? The product of a Halloween-crazed imagination? It couldn't have been, " Suddenly she spotted something under the pillow. Eyes widening, she picked it up. The brass gorget. "He was real!" She clutched it to her chest. And hoped she wouldn't have to wait until next Halloween before she saw Major Robert Wolfe again. By Blacksheep for Literotica

Lady Annabelle & Kate Two stories from 3 centuries, about one English mansion. By Blacksheep. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. An aristocrat has an exciting encounter with a highwayman It is the Year of Our Lord 1760, and the roads leading to and from London be the most perilous for any traveler. Hounslow Heath being a favorite haunt of the highwayman and footpad. Folly indeed, for the unwary to wander alone. And London be a very wicked place, so it hath been told, with whores, beggars and cutpurses on every street corner, The journey of Lady Emily Arundel and her daughter Annabelle had been an uneventful one so far. "And when we arrive at Mablethorpe Hall, be sure to show your appreciation to Lord Barrington-Smythe. His son, William, wishes to seek your hand in marriage," Lady Emily began. "Yes Mother," her daughter replied, with a distinct lack of enthusiasm. "His estate comprises over a hundred acres of land," "Well, hark at that!" "owns several horses related to Whistlejacket," Annabelle struggled to contain a sigh. "properties in the colonies," "How glorious, Mother." "knows a clutch of fashionable London society in beautiful silk suits and powdered wigs attended by almost equally well appointed valets! Whom are accompanied by gorgeous ladies in even more elaborate wigs and dresses in the latest Paris fashions," The corpulent gentleman sat opposite them in the coach was Lord Bracewell, an old and dear friend of Lady Emily. He grinned at Annabelle, sensing her discomfort. "Your Ladyship, it may please you to know, that we are but a mile from our journey's end." And thank heaven for that, Bracewell thought to himself, now feeling the great need of a chamber pot after drinking an excess of ale. He adjusted his periwig. "Erm, perhaps an opportunity at this gathering for a, f, er, you know, eh?" He gestured something and Lady Emily quickly tapped his leg with her foot. "Shush. Manners, Cuthbert! Later, perhaps," At that moment the coach lurched as it hit a particularly large pothole. This stretch of road was notoriously bad. Suddenly, the coach shuddered to an uncomfortable halt and the horses squealed. Other hooves could be heard alongside. "Stand and deliver!" "Oh dear God!" Lord Bracewell exclaimed, crossing himself. "I fear we are about to be robbed!" The masked stranger yelled at the coachman. "Throw down your weapons my bonny boy, or I'll spill your guts on the road!" There was the sound of muskets hitting the ground. Inside the coach, Lady Emily trembled and uttered a prayer. A robber might take more from a lady than her silver. Annabelle should've been as terrified as her mother, but her wildly-beating heart was more out of excitement. "Perhaps this man may be more merciful than we give him credit for?" "Hush, my dearest daughter. These bandits are without scruples! Pray to the Lord!" A bay-colored horse's head and then its rider appeared outside the window. The figure who leaned down to peer into the window appeared tall, wearing a cape, a three-cornered hat and a black handkerchief across his mouth. Dark brown eyes. "Well now, what fabulous treasure do I find?" The highwayman pointed a flintlock pistol inches from Annabelle's face. He leaned forward and with a move of his wrist he flicked back her hood with the muzzle of the pistol. "Ah. A true English Rose." "Sir, I beg of you, do not harm my daughter," Lady Emily intervened. "She is but eighteen, an innocent child, she has no silver!" "Her fortune awaits at Mablethorpe Hall no doubt. But it is she I am taking, not her money. Come." And he beckoned, the hand still held out to help Annabelle down. "Why, what foul swine would take a young lady's honor? I forbid you to lay one finger on her!" Lady Emily yelled. "Take me in her place." "No Mother, I shall do as he asks," Annabelle interrupted, taking his hand. "My child, no!" "It shall be alright Mother," Annabelle replied. "Your daughter knows her own mind, Madam," the highwayman said. "So now, I must ask you to keep thine own counsel. It would give me no pleasure to shoot your coachman and your gentleman companion." Lady Emily could do nothing but remain in the coach as the mysterious stranger led Annabelle away and into the trees at the side of the road. "Sir. If I may be so bold, may I request a merciful death?" The damsel inquired. This rather caught the highwayman off guard. This young lady intrigued him far more than the other wealthy folks he'd ambushed in the past. How the ladies had screamed like banshees and pleaded for their lives. The simpering, periwigged dandy who'd pissed his breeches when a gun was pointed at his head. Aristocrats. The damned preening lot of them! How he loathed these ruling peacocks. Oh, he hadn't always been a highwayman. Back in his old life he'd fought for king and country. Until good fortune and those he looked up to had betrayed him, He had planned to kidnap the girl and hold her to ransom. Lord Arundel's daughter would command a high price. "You are indeed bold. And, I have no wish to kill you. Your beauty and grace are extremely attractive to young men and it is bound to rouse their passions." Annabelle thought for a moment. "Since I am without silver or jewels, perhaps I could offer you a gift of a different kind? If I were to sufficiently please you, would you let my mother, Lord Bracewell, the coachman and myself go free? I'll do anything, to please you." He blinked. "Even the most unladylike of things? Do you realize what you are saying?" "Sir, I am shortly to be married. It would be most helpful if I were sufficiently skilled in how to pleasure my husband on our wedding night. I have no experience whatsoever in meddling with a man, perhaps if I could, practice somehow." Those less-than-polite urges that had been assaulting her body recently, had now found the perfect outlet. "Will you service my prick like a common whore?" "Yes sir," Annabelle replied, kneeling before him. "Let's see you try then." He kept his pistol in his right hand. "No teeth." Annabelle unbuttoned the highwayman's breeches slowly, her careful motions at odds with the look in her blue eyes and pulled out the large and swollen member. She couldn't help but stare at his impressive length, simultaneously afraid and eager. A man's weapon in all its hardened glory. A thing she'd previously glimpsed from afar, now in her hands. He expected her to hesitate, but to his surprise, she leant forward and ran her tongue up the shaft. With all haste, she opened her mouth, allowing him to move it inside. He began to thrust his cock inside her mouth, holding her head steady. Shocked at herself, Annabelle couldn't deny that as she heard him pant and moan, she felt somehow strangely empowered. She began to suck, working her tongue around his member. The highwayman cursed and blasphemed holding her head firmer as he began to thrust faster. Eventually, he grasped her blonde hair tightly as he groaned, pushing his entire length down her throat and shot his seed into her. She swallowed every drop of it, rather liking the taste. "Impressive," he panted. He'd enjoyed that a lot more than he was willing to admit, but wasn't done with this little rich girl just yet. "Have you had enough yet, Marchioness Whore?" Panting she replied, "I think not. Please." "Please?" He ran his hand under her dress and up her thigh. "Please what?" "Please sir." He fingered her tantalizing wet womanhood. "Louder, if you please." "Ah, Please sir!" He chuckled, and withdrew. She was ready to beg him, but before she could he had her up against a tree, hands tied then the rope wrapped hight around the thick trunk. With swift action he pulled up her skirting and down went her petticoat. Pulling her ass out to meet him, had entered her virgin cunt from behind, feeling the satisfying tightness of a deflowering. She winced and made a squeal similar to those a fox makes when mating. It hurt, but at the same time it felt so good. The highwayman withdrew until just his cockhead was still engaged, leaving Annabelle feeling a little disappointed. But then he pushed back in, all the way and in one go. His animal instinct had kicked in and he had one overriding desire; to plant his seed in this nubile young lady. He picked up speed, plunging deeply each time. Annabelle's own arousal was equally uncontrolled. She knew what was about to happen after her recent voyeurism of Lord Bracewell fucking her mother across a grand piano one afternoon. A more amusing rather an arousing spectacle that brought to mind an overfed pug mounting a chair leg. This time the explosion was even more powerful - and it was accompanied by the highwayman's roar as she felt him fill her passage with his issue. It seemed to go on forever and she felt it leaking out around his shaft and down her legs. "God," he gasped as he finally withdrew from Annabelle. He untied her and helped her stand. "Did I, please you sir?" Annabelle inquired in her refined & well-bred cadence. The highwayman finally removed his face covering. Annabelle was surprised to see a weathered but good-looking man, with cheeks bearing scars. Under his cape, she had glimpsed a torn and darkened coat, that had been, long ago a Redcoat officer's uniform. This man was no stranger to battle, and had a long history that he wasn't prepared to reveal. "You and the others have earned your freedom Your Ladyship." He said with a bow, removing his 3-point hat in the process. Her charms prevailing to ransom her entourage. His siring became her own treasure, preparing her for yet more charming accomplishment in the upcoming matrimonial bedchamber. A Night at Mablethorpe Hall Two millennials Ravished by the ghost of a Redcoat on Halloween. "Don't you just love a Halloween-themed tour and a meal at an English country house?" Kate said to her friend as the minibus they were in pulled into the grounds of Mablethorpe Hall. "Yeah, these old places have a real atmosphere!" Chloe replied. "I've wanted to do something like this for like, forever. Stay overnight in some old place, pretend I'm lady of the manor. I'm so glad I booked this trip." "Kate you are such a history nerd. Lucy Worsley has a rival." "My heart is in the 18th century. Seriously. I just love anything from that time." Kate had often been described as an atypical millennial. They got off the bus and collected their luggage. "Come on, the tour is about to start. Let's dump our luggage. Apparently this place is haunted." Kate smiled. "All good English manors should have at least one ghost! Three hours in a minibus. I'm stiff from sitting so long." They collected their room keys. The Hall had not yet upgraded to the modern electronic key cards. Kate liked that. A traditional brass key was more in keeping with the decor. The receptionist looked worried. "Are you ok with having Room 13?" she asked. "Sure. I'm not superstitious. Don't tell me it's haunted?" "Well, some guests have reported that really strange things happen in that room. And the wi-fi doesn't work in there." Kate just assumed the woman was joking. "In that case, it sounds like my kind of room! Think I can last a few hours without wi-fi." The room was large and splendid. "Seriously? I get a king-size four poster bed?" Kate exclaimed as she gazed in awe. "This is so fantastic! I feel like Queen Anne." The bed looked so inviting, Kate couldn't resist just flopping back on it and spreading out. "Bliss!" she sighed. So much better than the single bed back at her cramped one-bed flat. She closed her eyes, Abruptly, Kate was overcome by a bizarre horniness, and masturbated more than she'd done in a long time. She was getting so wet, so hot and in a rush to give herself the release she so desperately needed. She hitched up her dress and pushed her panties down just a bit, then shoved her right hand down to her cunt. She used her left hand to push up her nightshirt and play with her breasts, pinching her nipples hard, making her moan with pleasure. Kate's right hand was busy with her cunt, alternately slipping down between her cunt lips and inside her hot, wet core, fucking herself with fingers, then pulling out to rub her clit. Back and forth, over and over. She was moaning, fantasizing about being pounded, pounded by an unknown uniformed man. Begging him to fuck her harder and send her climaxing in ecstasy, Kate was screaming. Suddenly her orgasm peaked and hit full force. She stopped all movement with her hands momentarily then began again, at first very fast and hard, then slowing as her orgasm began to subside. She lay there as her breathing slowly returned to normal. "Jesus," she muttered, when she could finally catch her breath again. "What the hell just happened?" The tour had already begun when Kate arrived to join the others. "What took you so long?" Chloe asked. "Thought you'd got lost." "Oh I just, er, oh wow, check out that tour guide!" "Mablethorpe Hall, one of Berkshire's finest country estates back in the day," the tour guide began. He was dressed in early 18th century period costume, with a long wig, frilled cuffs and breeches. "He looks just like John Hurt did in Rob Roy. I love the costumes in that movie." Kate whispered to Chloe, who rolled her eyes. Kate listened intently as every detail of the building's history was described. "But the most fascinating story of Mablethorpe," the guide continued, "is that it's said to be haunted by Major Robert Wolfe, a British Army officer." The was a chorus of "oh!" from the assembled tourists. "The Major is said to return to Mablethorpe every Halloween night, in hope of seeing the woman he once loved." "So the poor sod just wants to get laid?" a middle-aged bloke at the front said, and everyone burst out laughing. The tour guide evidently took this old legend extremely seriously and did not see the funny side. "As I was saying, the Major was in love with Lady Annabelle Barrington-Smythe. That in itself was a scandal, for she was married to William Barrington-Smythe. Rumor has it that the Major was actually a notorious highwayman known as The Fox, " Later, the guests were treated to a Halloween-themed meal in the Hall's grand banqueting room. There were the usual things adorning the tables - Jack o' lanterns, candles everywhere, fake cobwebs. In the background, a string quartet dressed as witches played a medley of Bach and Handel. "Not as spooky as I was expecting," Chloe said as she sampled the pumpkin pie and spiced rum. "I was hoping the lights were going to go out and there'd be a jump-scare or something. Like two years ago when we went to that zombie-themed night at Castle Howard. That was creepy as hell!" "This is nice though. Lots of atmosphere. I like it here. I'd like to, get married in a place like this. Have a historical-themed wedding. That is, if, " "When, Kate. When you meet that ideal guy. And you will. He's out there. Plenty of fish. Steve was a complete areole, but he's ancient history. A bit like this hall." "True!" After the meal concluded, there was more live music and dancing. "Think I'm going to call it a night," Kate said. "Oh you lightweight," Chloe replied, already tipsy. "Aren't you going to stay up for the midnight ghost walk in the grounds? You might see a good-looking highwayman." "No, I'm totally exhausted. Really. You can tell me all about it in the morning." "Fine, whatever. I know you're too afraid!" Kate headed up to her room, surprised at being overcome by such tiredness. She hadn't drunk that much, and it had hardly been an energetic evening. The glorious king-size bed and it's luxurious blankets beckoned, Sometime after midnight, Kate was in a deep slumber, but also in the throes of a nightmare. He's coming, Kate did not dream often, and she was even less often plagued by bad dreams. Several times she stirred, came half awake, and heard herself gasping in panic. Once, drifting up from some threatening vision, she heard her own voice crying out wordlessly in terror, and she realized she was thrashing about in the bed. Suddenly the air was oppressively heavy, hot, thick; as if it were not air at all but a bitter and poisonous gas of some kind. She tried to breathe, couldn't. There was an invisible, crushing weight on her chest. The unmistakable smell of gunpowder. Hoofbeats, many horses. Some kind of battle? A murderous barrage of lightning crashed like a volley of mortar fire, seven or eight tremendous bolts; and woke her from sleep in an instant. "Holy shit." Kate gasped as the storm made her sit upright in bed. She remembered what Chloe had said earlier, about the tour not being scary. Evidently, nature had now delivered a jump, a scare of its own. Already her memory of the nightmare had begun to dissolve; only fragments of it remained with her, and each of those disassociated images was evaporating as if it were a splinter of ice. All she could remember was that she'd been in a battle of some kind, and there had been many men - soldiers on horseback. They'd been pursuing her. Firing guns. As the nightmare receded, Kate became uncomfortably aware of how dark the bedroom was. Before going to sleep she had switched off both the bedside lamps. The curtains were all closed, and only thin blades of moonlight were visible between the gap she'd left. She had the irrational but unshakable feeling that something had followed her up from the dream, there was another presence in the room, oh God! She fumbled for the lamp switch, damn, where was it? Groped around, switched it on. Relief as golden light flooded the room, And then she saw him. Stood at the side of the bed. He was dressed in a Redcoat uniform, just calmly standing there. She gasped, but was so shocked, she couldn't utter a sound for a moment. Then her initial shock turned to anger. Was this part of the Halloween tour? Having re-enactors actually enter the guest bedrooms was completely unacceptable. "What the hell are you doing?" Kate yelled. He seemed taken aback by her reaction. "Who are you?" She demanded once she had caught her breath again. "I beg your pardon, Miss," he began. He removed his hat as he moved closer. "Major Robert Wolfe of His Majesty's 58th Regiment of Foot." "What are you doing here?" He smiled politely. "Where I come from, when a gentleman introduces himself, a lady generally responds in kind." Kate was about to respond with a sarcastic remark, but then she noticed that he was surrounded by a faint, silver glow. Her heart began to pound like crazy. Gathering all her courage, she decided to ask him directly. "Are you, dead?" The Major's face relaxed into a smile. "Oh indeed. Quite, quite dead. As I have been since the last night of October, Seventeen Sixty-five." Kate thought she might faint. "You're a," "A spirit, why yes. An earthbound and restless one, forever drawn to return to Mablethorpe every All Hallow's night. Isn't that quite a tale? I most humbly apologies for subjecting you to my battle experiences earlier, but t'was the only way I was able to wake you." She looked him up and down. He did look a gentleman, to be sure, and a handsome one at that. The signature red coat, crossed with white belts, the brown hair tied back in a queue and neatly curled at the sides, the breeches, knee-high leather boots. A brass gorget glinted round his neck. The Major took one of her pale, slender hands. Kate was surprised to feel solid flesh, rather than some kind of gaseous form, as expected of a ghost. Was he more of a zombie? His hand was as cold as ice. Kate suddenly felt her cheeks flush, under his intense gaze. If all those old stereotypes about ghosts were true, then he could probably see right through her nightie, as well as walk through walls, "Um, why did you wake me?" He was still holding her hand. "Well, I must beg your forgiveness for the manner of this intrusion, my lady. I am honored to make your acquaintance. I was drawn to you from the moment you arrived here. You resemble so much, someone I lost, long ago. For the past 255 years I keep returning here, hoping to find a lady who might be able to satisfy my most urgent of needs," Kate bit her lip, as she recalled that earlier incident in the bedroom when she'd pleasured herself. She'd never been a religious person. But now she was considering sex with a ghost. Was she about to embark on something that might damn her soul? On the other hand, she'd been single for a while, had been craving the touch of a man, "Major, I am willing to help you in any way I can." "You are lovely beyond belief. If I may so bold as to show my appreciation?" He leaned in to kiss the exposed skin of her neck; his lips leaving a hot trail from just below her ear to the center of her throat at the neck of her nightie. Kate closed her eyes and moaned. "A little more, my lady?" "Yes, oh yes," He kissed her and she parted her lips to let him in. The heat of his mouth and his probing tongue sent shivers through her body and she shifted closer to him to feel the heat of his body against hers. She breathed in the faint masculine scent. Major Wolfe pulled back the bedcovers. Then he pushed her nightie up to bare her belly. Leaning her back, he took one hardened nipple with his lips and she gasped. He sucked, pulling with his lips. At Kate's soft moan, he drew in a shuddering breath. "Touch me," he pleaded hoarsely, bringing her hand to the waistband of his breeches, and then guiding it down to cup the bulge in his groin. She explored eagerly, desperately, feeling his full erection through his breeches and groping lower to feel his balls. Oh lord, she was trembling so much with excitement. Unfastening the fall front flap, she pulled out his engorged organ. She couldn't believe this was happening. She was groping the cock of a dead man! And she was so wet. Kate took his hot length in her hand, feeling it, and stroked it up and down as she licked and sucked at the tip. The Major was generously endowed, and she felt herself blush. "Here," he said, moving her unoccupied hand to cup his balls. "Don't be shy, my lady." Gently squeezing his balls, she slowly took his throbbing cock into her mouth. He moaned as she deep-throated him. "Oh my lady," he groaned. Then Major Wolfe clambered on the bed and put his head between Kate's thighs. The tip of his tongue brushed her clitoris. She jumped and willed him to move faster. At first his tongue explored her wet folds, but he replaced his tongue with gentle fingers that probed and rubbed and finally penetrated. Kate's wetness was dripping down her arse crack and he rubbed it around with his fingers. The sensation made her squirm and she placed her feet on his shoulders, and when he finally sucked on her clit, she lifted herself up to meet his tongue. None of her previous partners had ever thrilled her as much as this. His face was flushed and damp and his expression was one of pure longing. "My lady, I want you so much. "He whispered and pushed up into her. "Ah!" Kate gasped, more from surprise than the stretching sensation. "Are you alright?" he said, wrapping one arm around her and holding her close. She gave her answer by kissing him. He insinuated his hand between their bodies and fingered her clit as he began to move inside her. Holy shit, those fingers, he knew exactly how to pleasure a woman for maximum effect! For a moment Kate thought of the fact he'd been waiting over two and a half centuries for this! He stroked her again with wet, slippery fingers and thrust steadily up into her. The combination awakened something within that she'd never felt before. Kate dug her hands into his back and tried to speak, but couldn't form words. The Redcoat's large cock filled her completely, stretching her walls to the limit. He was groaning and fucking her like a wild beast. "Come for me, my lady," Major Wolfe whispered in her ear, and she cried out. "Come for me, release for me. Let us spend together," he pleaded, and she did, her head falling back, her whole body shaking and clenching with the intensity of orgasm. He followed immediately; in an instant their coupling reached its conclusion and she was filled to the brim with his seed, Kate didn't want to let him go. They lay joined for what seemed like a long time. Eventually, Major Wolfe gently withdrew his softening member from his mortal lover. "Dawn approaches, my lady." "No, Major, stay, please," she whispered, tiredness overcoming her. "Rest now, my love. I must go." Kate tried to say something, but sleep was rapidly overcoming her. "We shall meet again. Soon, my love," was the last she heard. The sound of someone knocking on the door finally woke Kate. She squinted at the curtains. Bright sunlight was streaming through the gap. "Kate, are you awake?" Chloe's muffled voice could be heard. Fumbling for a dressing gown, Kate staggered out of bed and opened the door. "There you are! Were you in a coma or something? It's 11 o'clock! You've missed breakfast and the minibus will be here in half an hour!" "Oh God, sorry, I forgot to set my phone's alarm clock. I, er, I'll be down as quick as I can." "Are you ok? You look a bit peaky." "Just crashed out. How was the midnight ghost walk?" "Midnight wash-out you mean. Did you see that storm last night? It was unreal. So much lightning. Thought a freaking nuclear bomb had gone off!" "Oh. Guess I missed that." "Jeez, you were in a coma. That thunder could've wakened the dead!" "Maybe it did," Kate wondered. Alone in the room again, Kate returned to the bed. Her mind was a tumult of emotions. "It wasn't all a dream, was it? The product of a Halloween-crazed imagination? It couldn't have been, " Suddenly she spotted something under the pillow. Eyes widening, she picked it up. The brass gorget. "He was real!" She clutched it to her chest. And hoped she wouldn't have to wait until next Halloween before she saw Major Robert Wolfe again. By Blacksheep for Literotica

In episode THREE HUNDRED AND FORTY-NINE, Mike, Jason, and Wade discuss the history and value of All Hallow's Eve (Halloween) and All Saints Day. We hope you enjoy the episode! For more about the show and the hosts, visit the Let the Bird Fly! website. Thanks for listening! Attributions for Music and Image used in this Episode: “The Last One” by Jahzzar is licensed under an Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 International License. “Gib laut” by Dirk Becker is licensed under an Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives (aka Music Sharing) 3.0 International License. “Whistling Down the Road” by Silent Partner.

Was Halloween part of the ancient sacred tradition? In this episode of Hidden Wisdom, Meghan Farner uncovers the forgotten roots of All Hallow's Eve — from the Festival of the Dead to its connections with the Pleiades, divine feminine archetypes, and global flood myths. Explore how cultures across the world once honored death, rebirth, and ancestral connection at this sacred time of year. Learn how to reclaim the holy essence of Halloween through intention, gratitude, and light-filled observance.Timestamps & Key Discussion Points00:00 – 01:14 | Opening reflections and gratitude to Hidden Wisdom supporters01:14 – 02:05 | Why Meghan felt inspired to speak on Halloween and its controversy02:28 – 03:24 | Addressing misconceptions: Is Halloween demonic or meaningless?03:42 – 04:17 | Introducing the deeper purpose of exploring ancient origins04:32 – 05:26 | Quote from History of Halloween — witches, symbolism, and folklore05:26 – 06:53 | Global “Festival of the Dead” traditions across cultures and eras07:06 – 09:32 | Parallel celebrations: Celtic Samhain, Egyptian Osiris, Mayan, Persian, and Polynesian rites09:48 – 10:22 | The Pleiades constellation, comets, and the heavenly signs of the season10:46 – 12:41 | The Flood connection — how ancient trauma unified human remembrance13:57 – 15:15 | Death and rebirth as a universal cycle; spiritual implications15:32 – 17:10 | Feminine symbols in Halloween: Hathor, Isis, the flood, and the Seven Sisters17:28 – 18:30 | The misunderstood witch: wise women, midwives, and ancient wisdom18:46 – 20:28 | Modern misconceptions and redeeming the spiritual roots of the holiday20:51 – 22:13 | Reclaiming intention — celebrating with light, love, and purpose22:33 – 23:37 | Family traditions: “Switch Witch,” ancestral remembrance, and seasonal rituals23:54 – 25:33 | Honoring ancestors, creating altars, and feasting in gratitude25:33 – 26:44 | Reflection rituals: letting go of the old and writing a year's-end blessing26:44 – 27:10 | Avoiding fear and judgment — reclaiming joy in spiritual discernment27:40 – 28:49 | Closing blessings: seeing light, abundance, and love in all observance Donate to Hidden Wisdom: Venmo @Meghan-Farner

Buenas tardes, amigos, and happy Hallo-Ween, my good friends. It took us way, way too long to get the bright idea to devote our annual All Hallow's Eve episode to the Brothers Ween, but now that we have, it seems appropriate to discuss 1994's Chocolate and Cheese, an album where Deaner and Gener try on a whole bunch of different musical costumes. While C&C isn't their major-label debut, it's the first album they produced in a major-label fashion, and the songs cover a lot of stylistic ground, including Tom Jones Vegas rockabilly lounge, kaleidoscopic Prince psychedelia, a sweeping Morricone murder ballad, smooth Philly soul, and a few songs that completely defy categorization. While this album is often ranked behind powerhouse Ween classics like The Mollusk and Quebec, many of its songs have gone on to become live standards, and there's an argument to be made that it formed the bedrock of the band's musical legacy. So join John, Mike, Phil, and Rich as they make a return pilgrimage to the shrine of the mighty Boognish, and remember: don't believe the florist when he tells you that the roses are free.Cohosts: Complete show notes: https://discordpod.com/listen/167-ween-chocolate-and-cheese-1995Discord & Rhyme's merch store: http://tee.pub/lic/discordpodSupport the podcast! https://www.patreon.com/discordpod

Join us today on our penultimate episode of this year's Spooky Season* as we delve into a SPOILER-FILLED discussion of Zach Cregger's newest film, WEAPONS (2025)! We discuss the themes of the film, the incredible cast, utilizing chapter breaks to help tell this story, the fashion sense of Gladys, running with one's arms out to the side, & more! We also talk about the Disney+ livestream of The Simpsons' Treehouse of Horror episodes, Mother Nature (comic), The Haunt Is Alive (a film by Steven Fisher on YouTube)**, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles / Stranger Things (comic), Wolf Man (2025), The Woman in the Yard (2025), The X-Files (Sn2 Ep14), & HBO Originals VS Max Originals! *Check back this Friday (Halloween!) as we discuss All Hallow's Eve (2013) and Terrifier (2016)! **You can (and should) watch Steven's short-Horror film, THE HAUNT IS ALIVE for free on You Tube: https://youtu.be/HtKvG_sgcrw ———————————————————— To see images of the stuff discussed, look at your device's screen while listening! Go here to get some LTAS Merch: http://tee.pub/lic/huI4z_dwRsI Email: LetsTalkAboutStuffPodcast AT gmail DOT com Follow LTAS on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/ltaspod/?hl=en Subscribe to Steven's YouTube channel: https://youtube.com/@alittlelessprofoundfilms?si=exv2x7LZS2O1B65h Follow Steven on Letterboxd: https://letterboxd.com/stevenfisher22/ Brent is not on social media. A 5-Star rating on your podcast app is appreciated! And if you like our show, share it with your friends! IT'S AN INCOMPLETE FEATURE OF THIS CREATURE-FEATURE.

This is a cutting edge for outdoor ministry right now, and camps, when we understand our role as a catalyst, is poised to have an outsized impact on faith lives of countless campers and families. The connectivity in three sacred spaces - camp, church, and home - through program and practice, mission and method makes a profound difference in the faith-forming impact across this ecosystem.Through our work in four key projects (links below), we're learning a lot about how these critical spaces can connect and what it takes to truly collaborate in faith-generative experiences.Then, we're answering a #QuickQampQuestion about building trust with parents of this "anxious generation", and a not-so-spooky, Spirit-filled #StatOfTheWeek as we approach All Hallow's Eve.Quick LinksRhythms of FaithbRidgeGo Tell It IN The MountainsEngaging Children InitiativeSend us a textSupport the showConnect with our team. Support the podcast. Ask about advertising opportunities. Find us on Facebook & Instagram.

October is coming to a close, and along with it the thinning of the veil to the spirit realm. This month was filled with deep magick, and making time for some intentional reflection is a beautiful way to integrate all you've been learning from your experiences. This time of Samhain and All Hallow's Eve is powerful for releasing all that we're shedding and carrying forward only that which is serving our highest good. Don't forget your free (& printable!) guide to get the most out of this Moonday Musings episode! ★|| T H E  N E I G H B O R H O O D ||Watch full episodes on my YouTube channel!Join us in That Witch School

What does the Bible say about Halloween? Is the holiday just harmless fun? Why do Christians celebrate it?According to the National Retail Federation, seven in ten Americans (who live in a country that still marginally believes in the Bible) now celebrate Halloween. Total spending on the holiday is in the billions of dollars. Foods that are often associated with it include Bonfire toffee (Great Britain), candy and toffee apples (Great Britain, Ireland), caramel apples and candy corn, candy shaped like skulls, bats, and so on, as well as pumpkins (a Halloween tradition).Everyone knows the celebration of Halloween, All Hallowed's Ev'n, involves witches, warlocks, jack-o-lanterns, and an odd little phrase, “trick or treat.” They feel it's innocent, and all about pretending as they teach their little ones to dress up and join in the fun.  Is our Creator fond of us doing this, or are we practicing something originating in darkness that is absolutely evil in His eyes?  The word “Halloween” is a hybridization of the phrase “All Hallow's Eve,” or All Hallowed's Ev'n.  The Catholic Circus had made November 1st "All Saints' Day" in order to re-invent the pagans' festival of death. The night before became known as All Halloweds' Evening." “Hallowed” means “Holy,” and is a word derived from “halo,” a nimbus, hoop, or glowing emanation around the head of a deity such as Krishna (India).  Buddha is often depicted with a hoop or glowing orb around his head, as is “Jupiter” of the Romans, and Ceruiden of the Druids.  This practice of relating a round glow to the heads of deities or “enlightened ones” was adopted by Catholicism from the Romans, stemming from even more ancient Pagans.  The statue of Jupiter has a halo, and was re-named Peter.  The Catholics adopted the halo from Paganism to indicate that a person was a saint, so their images of dead “saints” could be properly venerated.  The idea of being “haloed” meant the person was “holy,” and this idea is conveyed in the term “hallowed”, pertaining to veneration / worship, or "sacred."  Whatever Yahweh declares set-apart (qodesh) is set-apart; what man declares set-apart, unsupported by the Words of Yahweh, is an abomination to Him. Autumnal Equinox - 13 weeksa. September 21Mabon - one of the Illuminati's Human Sacrifice Nights  b. September 21 -22 - Autumnal EquinoxFrom this date through Halloween, occultists believe the veil separating the earthly dimension from the demonic realm gets progressively thinner, with the thinnest night being October 31; this thinning of the separating veil makes it easier for the demonic realm to enter the earthly dimension. Thus, on Halloween, evil spirits, ghosts, witches, hobgoblins, black cats, fairies, and demons of all sorts were believed to be running amok across the land. They had to be back in their spiritual dimension before midnight, Halloween, for the separating veil would then get thicker. c. October 31 - SamhainAlso known as Halloween, or All Hallows Eve as designated by the Catholic Church. This date is the Illuminati's highest day of human sacrificeNorth of Georgetown DE, we have a 102-acre pagan witch camp called Seelie Court.One of these covens is called Coven of the Rowan Star, listen to what they state, “As the year wanes, the Veils between the Worlds become thin. It is a time for introspection and self-evaluation. It is a time to reconnect with that which has gone before us, to our Ancestors. It is the time of Samhain, the Witches New Year, when the gates between the Dead and the Living are open wide, and the voices of the past speak to us. We prepare ourselves to face the end of the Harvests of the Fall and enter once more into the Winter of death and repose.Have any questions? Feel free to email me, keitner2024@outlook.com

How does Halloween interplay with our Catholic Faith? Anthony DeStefano's new book, All Hallow's Eve, answers that question in a way children of all ages will love! Dennis Tucci, coordinator from the Guard of Honor at the Newark, New Jersey Shrine of St. Gerard talks about this incredible saint and the many miracles attributed to him.

It's the Live, Laugh, Larceny Halloween special, and we're celebrating spooky season by getting down and dirty — deep in the bowels of October. This week, Trevin faces a full-blown Halloween dilemma after realizing spiders are the only creature he likes less when they have a big butt. Because, really — anything that plump and poisonous can't be trusted. Meanwhile, Amanda's questioning her life choices after watching the Is It Cake? Halloween special and realizing that hobbyists are somehow better at everything than she is. Our game this week is a frightful All Hallow's Eve edition of This or That, where Amanda forces Trevin to choose between the true terrors of October: slasher films or psychological horror? Cute or scary costumes? Carve or paint your pumpkins? Foggy nights or full moons? Scream franchise or Halloween classics? We're tackling every haunted dilemma that defines the season. For storytime, Amanda shares the eerie tale of Shannon Dennis and Tina Jamarillo of Barstow, California — two women who let the Halloween spirit possess them a little too much. After police receive reports of a dead body in the desert, these grown adults might just end up looking like real dummies. Trevin's story opens with a nomination for the scariest Halloween costume ever: a suit. In a chillingly relatable tale of corporate America, capitalism, and existential dread, meet Bo Whitener, a Georgia man working for McKesson's pharmaceutical distribution center. When a massive CEO pension check lands in the wrong hands, Bo decides to dress up as the big boss himself for the company Halloween party — a move that might earn him a police call, a suspension, or a long interrogation by a middle manager. Beyond the usual Halloween tropes, today's episode ties together Spirit Halloween, candy corn, and — most importantly — bowels. Put on your waterproof boots and light your jack-o'-lanterns, because this true petty crime and comedy podcast special dives deep — uncomfortably deep — into the bowels of spooky season. Join our Facebook Group: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.facebook.com/groups/livelaughlarcenydoomedcrew⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ For ad-free episodes and lots of other bonus content, join our Patreon! ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.patreon.com/LiveLaughLarceny⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Check out our website: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Follow us on Instagram: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Follow us on Facebook: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Follow us on TikTok: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ If you have a crime you'd like to hear on our show OR have a personal petty story, email us at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠livelaughlarceny@gmail.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or send us a DM on any of our socials! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Jim and Joy read comments and take calls about Hallowtide, and how All Hallow's Eve, All Saint's Day, and All Soul's Day inspire a pursuit of holiness in this life and the next.

Ghosts, ghouls, goblins, aliens, questionable Taylor Swift lyrics, and candy corn...It's that time of year again — October 2025, when brainrot meets toothrot on All Hallow's Eve.And this week, we're kicking off a two-part special that'll have you shivering in your skivvies.Carol Malone, a forensic paranormal scientist, has been featured on the Travel Channel and consulted for television and film. Known as the godmother of forensic science in the paranormal world, Carol bridges the gap between laboratory precision and the unexplained.She's spent three decades applying forensic methodologies - from blood-spatter analysis to environmental baselining - to haunted locations, turning ghost stories into data points and cold cases into energy maps.  She's no run-of-the-mill "paranormal investigator" or "ghost hunter" or "Jack Osbourne." (RIP Ozzy btw. We love your stuff).  No no...she is a seeker of proof!  And since she was friends with Ed and Lorraine Warren (see: The Conjuring or The Demonologist or The Amityville Horror or....The Conjuring 2...) and they let you into the inner circle, she's gotta be doing something right!  In Part One, she speaks with Greg about:  -The secret behind why energy and life after death are almost certainly real.-How brain trauma can open new channels of perception.-The science behind psychic ability and consciousness transfer.-What those TV ghost hunters keep getting wrong (and why Carol's real fieldwork since the late '90s is nothing like it).-One eerie detail about the human body that might just prove the soul IS REAL?!?And did we mention it's scary?  Happy Halloween, Loopers. This is the perfect spoooooky listen while you're rush delivering that costume piece from Amazon....Find Carol on her Facebook page at FPI Unsolved: https://www.facebook.com/fpi.unsolved Let Greg know how you like the show. Write your review, soliloquy, Haiku or whatever twisted thoughts you want to share at https://ratethispodcast.com/openloops

Welcome to the (second) Most Wonderful Time of the Year!!

It's getting closer and closer to Halloween. Got your playlist ready for October 31st? If not, I've got thirty songs to inspire you. That's right, it's Halloween Music trivia for this week's episode.All these songs are creepy or have lyrics befitting All Hallow's Eve. Connect with the show: DorkyGeekyNerdy.com Patreon BlueSky Facebook Spotify Discord Reddit

It's getting closer and closer to Halloween. Got your playlist ready for October 31st? If not, I've got thirty songs to inspire you. That's right, it's Halloween Music trivia for this week's episode.All these songs are creepy or have lyrics befitting All Hallow's Eve. Connect with the show: DorkyGeekyNerdy.com Patreon BlueSky Facebook Spotify Discord Reddit

Hello, podpals! It's Halloween once again—our favorite time of the year!

We're joined with Dr. Patricia Davis, Superintendent of Diocese of Baton Rouge Catholic Schools, Anthony DeStefano, author of the children's book, All Hallow's Eve and Margaret French Isaac, producer, Soul on Fire, a film that celebrates resilience, front line workers and daily battles.

In this episode, Dave discusses VHS Halloween, Night of the Reaper, All Hallow's Eve, The Dogs, Death Ship, and Dangerous Animals.

Anthony DeStefano visits to talk about his latest book, “All Hallow's Eve”, that brings more understanding to this coming day. Dave Palmer and Zach Allen of Guadalupe Radio stop by to highlight what's going on with the GRN Academy. Plus, Gail Buckley-Barringer returns with her scripture verse of the week!

It's Fuck Yeah Friday, and Lesley is back with wins and wisdom to brighten your week. She shares a surprising story about how time was once measured, highlights an inspiring Pilates win from listener Lisa MacDonald, and reflects on her 10th wedding anniversary with Brad. Along the way, she reminds us that noticing even the smallest victories—like making it through a tough day—can transform how habits take root.If you have any questions about this episode or want to get some of the resources we mentioned, head over to LesleyLogan.co/podcast https://lesleylogan.co/podcast/. If you have any comments or questions about the Be It pod shoot us a message at beit@lesleylogan.co mailto:beit@lesleylogan.co. And as always, if you're enjoying the show please share it with someone who you think would enjoy it as well. It is your continued support that will help us continue to help others. Thank you so much! Never miss another show by subscribing at LesleyLogan.co/subscribe https://lesleylogan.co/podcast/#follow-subscribe-free.In this episode you will learn about:How ancient calendars connected women's cycles with timekeeping.The role of daily recognition in building lasting habits.Lisa MacDonald's Pilates win and how she reframed a setback.The significance of celebrating milestones like anniversaries.Why the mantra “I do not rise and fall for another” fosters self-trust.Episode References/Links:Submit your wins or questions - https://beitpod.com/questionsStella Porta's Instagram Post - https://beitpod.com/13month If you enjoyed this episode, make sure and give us a five star rating and leave us a review on iTunes, Podcast Addict, Podchaser or Castbox. https://lovethepodcast.com/BITYSIDEALS! DEALS! DEALS! 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I'm Lesley Logan, Pilates instructor and fitness business coach. I've trained thousands of people around the world and the number one thing I see stopping people from achieving anything is self-doubt. My friends, action brings clarity and it's the antidote to fear. Each week, my guest will bring bold, executable, intrinsic and targeted steps that you can use to put yourself first and Be It Till You See It. It's a practice, not a perfect. Let's get started.  Lesley Logan 0:48  Hello, Happy FYF. Happy Friday. Happy Fuck Yeah Friday, where we get some inspiration, we have a little bit of fun, we celebrate your wins and mine, and we leave with a little affirmation or mantra or just something to kick our weekend off. Thank you so much for being here. If you're new to the Be It Till You See It Podcast, we do interviews on Tuesday, recaps on Thursday, and this is my time to share a win of yours. You can send your wins into beitpod.com/questions as we can send your questions as well, but you can also send your wins. And I want them. I want more wins from you. Lesley Logan 1:15  So something that inspired me, or like sometimes I feel like it can be educational. So they erased the 13th month because it was ruled by women. So this is from Stella Porta on Instagram. And this is interesting because I definitely had done some research and learned how, like, we got the Roman calendar, which is, like, makes no sense, and we have winter starting the new year off in the middle of winter, which makes zero sense. We should start the middle. We should start the year off at Spring, right? I just think so. But okay, here we go. Before the church ruled time, women followed a different calendar, one based not on the sun, but on the moon. It had 13 months of 28 days, mirroring the menstrual cycle. This wasn't just myth. It was math, 13 times 28 equals 364. Plus one holy day equals 365, Brad just walked in and I just blew his mind. So by the way, the Instagram has sources. So if you're like, this is baloney. No, it's not. There's like little sources. This lunar calendar shaped everything. It had four sacred weeks per month, New Waxing, Full and Waning. Sabbaths were tied to moon phases and a full year, called a year and a day, a phrase still found in spells and folklore. I have seen that in some stuff, and I was like, whoa, that's interesting. So a year and a day, right? Cultures around the world honored it. Maya, Maya women said that their calendar came from menstruation. Chinese women divided the sky into 28 lunar mansions, and in Gaelic words for menstruation and calendar are the same, miosach and miosachan. I don't know, M-I-O-S-A-C-H and M-I-O-S-A-C-H-A-N. So there you go. The Romans used the word menstruation for measuring time. It comes from mensura, measure, from the same root, we get mensis, month and the word menses, the monthly cycle. So one is mensis, maybe, and menses. A woman's body was the first clock, mind blown. But this body-based time was slowly erased. The church replaced the 13-moon year with a 12-month solar one. They called 13 unlucky, moon rites became witchcraft, even menstruation became taboo. Still the signs survived. Witch covens honor the number 13, The 13 Treasures of Britain. Sow with 13 teats in Malta's temples, Twelfth Night fires, 12 small flames, plus one large one to represent the 13th moon of the new year. So lots of little people, just like keeping that history around. I love it, generations, hundreds of years later, right? The church flipped time inside out. Pagans began their days at sunset. The Saxon word for day actually meant night. Good night was once good den or good moonday. Christianity didn't release the goddess calendar. It was rebranded. Christmas Eve equals the pagan night of the mother. Easter equals set by the first full moon after the spring equinox. May Eve, Midsummer Eve, Llamas Eve, All Hallow's Eve, all began as a lunar right. This is interesting. This source that's here I started on another podcast. Pretty much every amazing holiday used to be a pagan holiday, and then the church just rebranded it. So anyways, always good to know where these things came from because I just think you should know. I think you should know what things really are. Alright. They tried to rewrite time, to flatten her curves into straight lines, but the moon cycles never left. They pulse in the mirror of stories and the tides of women in the hush between full moons. And now she's being remembered, not as superstition, but as origin. So hopefully I can get this girl who posted this on the pod. I really. She was cool. And I thought this information is cool. And ladies, we need to know. Right? Time was actually all about us. And I just think that's amazing. Lesley Logan 5:08  So okay, a win of yours. Lisa MacDonald, had a summer cancelation hole on my schedule, but turned what could be considered a negative to a positive, and did Boom Boom Pow! with Lesley on the Reformer, finished with my boomerang on the mat, stood up and said awesome out loud, it felt great. Such a win. Coming off my duet session with Lesley and Melissa Hargrove last night, I felt strong, connected and fabulous. Thank you, Lesley, for inspiring me to look for a win and celebrate. Lisa MacDonald, of course, of course. Lisa is an OPC member. She's done my mentorship program, and so the Boom Boom Pow! was one of the OPC classes. And at OPC, we have a name for every class you have access to it for two weeks. And it's really fun when you get, if you're a teacher, you get a cancelation and you take class because then you get to have extra time with your Pilates practice, which I love. Lesley Logan 5:57  Okay, my win didn't get celebrated last week. We were out of town, and I wanted to make sure I told you, Brad and I celebrated 10 years of being married last week, which is insanity. It's so crazy. I don't know if you maybe this is maybe I'm not the only one, but please let me know if you feel like you are. Like, hold on, how long I've been with this person, or how long I've been doing any anniversary, right? Like, how long have I been doing this? Like it felt like we just got married, and actually, obviously we haven't, but, like, doesn't feel like it's been 10 years, which I guess is great, but then I look back and I'm like, wow, we have done so much in 10 years, like, an insane amount in 10 years. And it's really cool, because this is, like, the first time we have so much more to go and so much more to grow, but just really grateful that we got to celebrate that together, because sometimes our anniversaries line up where we are on a plane and we're together, but like, one of us probably sleeping, and also several times it's happened where we've, like, taken off on a flight on the second, we've landed on the fourth, because we lost today. So it's really nice that we were around together in the daylight hours, not on a plane, able to actually celebrate our 10 year anniversary, which is really, really great. So normally, the wins are something that you want to celebrate. Sometimes they're big, like a 10 year, you know, I'll celebrate 11 as well, but I think it's important that, you know, we celebrate wins, big or small. In the coming months, we're going to have a Habits Series on the program, and one of the biggest things you can start doing to big habits happen is start to notice the things that you actually are getting done, the wins that are actually happening in your life. All right, there's little ones every single day, and we are just not taking enough time to celebrate what we did do. And you know what? Maybe you've got a lot going on in your life, and the only thing to celebrate is that you took a shower and you put on a different change of clothes. That's a huge win. If that was the hardest thing you could do in the day. You know, like, I think you I think we have to start giving ourselves credit for what we have done. And I really, I interviewed someone to be on the pod, and I really like what they're saying. There's so many people who are doing outward actions to get outward affirmation, versus looking and glowing from within, and you can only do that if you're actually recognizing that you're doing really great stuff based in grace, babe. Lesley Logan 8:13  All right, your mantra. You ready for it? I do not rise and fall for another. I do not rise and fall for another. I do not rise and fall for another. No, you don't. You rise. You rise for you. Got it? So easy to do it for other people, and it hurts because it's hard that way. So I do not rise and fall for another. Lesley Logan 8:39  You guys, have an amazing week. We've got a great guest coming up next week. Can't wait for you to hear it and until then, Be It Till You See It. Lesley Logan 8:46  That's all I got for this episode of the Be It Till You See It Podcast. One thing that would help both myself and future listeners is for you to rate the show and leave a review and follow or subscribe for free wherever you listen to your podcast. Also, make sure to introduce yourself over at the Be It Pod on Instagram. I would love to know more about you. Share this episode with whoever you think needs to hear it. Help us and others Be It Till You See It. Have an awesome day. Be It Till You See It is a production of The Bloom Podcast Network. If you want to leave us a message or a question that we might read on another episode, you can text us at +1-310-905-5534 or send a DM on Instagram @BeItPod.Brad Crowell 9:28  It's written, filmed, and recorded by your host, Lesley Logan, and me, Brad Crowell.Lesley Logan 9:34  It is transcribed, produced and edited by the epic team at Disenyo.co.Brad Crowell 9:38  Our theme music is by Ali at Apex Production Music and our branding by designer and artist, Gianfranco Cioffi.Lesley Logan 9:45  Special thanks to Melissa Solomon for creating our visuals.Brad Crowell 9:49  Also to Angelina Herico for adding all of our content to our website. And finally to Meridith Root for keeping us all on point and on time.Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/be-it-till-you-see-it/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

The Ghostest Hostests of the Pineapples and Thorns: A Clash of Clans Podcast, Kat and CallMeTee (of strategic rushing fame), join Scotty on the Eve of the All Hallow's League Update tp tell stories of twisted updates and modes best left forgotten!  The podcasters have haunted the same trails and their paths finally converge to tell  the life and deaths of CWLs gone by, dissect clan setups, and raise the dead memories of the roughest updates!  All that, a ton of fun, and everything Clashy! Find Scotty and the podcast at: www.clashofclanspodcast.com Contact the Show:  clashofclanspodcast@gmail.com or find us in House of EL! Pineapples and Thorns:  A Clash of Clans Podcast  iTunes  Spotify Tee's Strategic Rush Bible: Tee's Strategic Rush Bible All of the links:  https://clashofclanspodcast.com/pineapples-thorns-a-clash-of-clans-podcast-show-by-the-clash-files/

Join us on this enlightening episode of The Catholic Couple Podcast as we sit down with bestselling author Anthony DeStefano to explore the true meaning of Halloween. Anthony, the author of the children's book All Hallow's Eve (published by Sophia Institute Press), shares the inspiration behind his story and how it can help families teach kids about the vigil of All Saints' Day.We dive into the Church's teachings on Halloween, All Saints' Day, and even purgatory, giving parents the tools to have meaningful conversations with their children about faith, death, and the communion of saints. Anthony's book includes a helpful appendix with Bible references and Catechism passages, making it a perfect resource for guiding kids in understanding the faith.This episode is a must-listen for families looking to celebrate Halloween in a way that points children to God, truth, and the beauty of our Catholic tradition.https://linktr.ee/bobbyfred85

Jim and Joy read comments and take calls about the true meaning of Halloween, discussing this and his newest book, “All Hallow's Eve” with best-selling author, Anthony DeStefano.

Author Anthony DeStefano joins Teresa to talk about his newest book “All Hallow's Eve” and looks at the real meaning of this holiday. Plus, Bishop Daniel Thomas takes a look over his new document “The Body Reveals the Person”.

Father Mitch Pacwa visits for his Cultural Connection segment and reflects with Teresa on the Charlie Kirk memorial, the shooting in Dallas at the ICE Detention Center and more. Michele Sagarino of Cross Catholic Outreach talks over their Box of Joy initiative. Plus, Fr Dwight Longenecker talks about the power of the Rosary, Rosary College, Christmas, All Hallow's Eve...and Teresa revisits Ted Cruz's and JD Vance's commentary following the shooting in Dallas, TX.

Tessa Cox from the Charlotte Lozier Institute visits with new info on how mental health hospitalizations have doubled for post-abortive women. Bill Donahue stops by discuss the Cardinal Cupich story, Charlie Kirk, and the FBI investigation on anti-Catholic Bigotry. Plus, author Anthony DeStefano is Teresa's guest in the second hour, where they go through his newest book for kids and adults "All Hallow's Eve" which educates us on the meaning behind the holiday. Also, a visit to the heel of Italy and a look at Padre Pio on Shrines and Wonders!