Podcasts about Arno

Du willst wissen, welcher Moment in deiner Präsentation wirklich alles entscheidet? In dieser Folge von „Stimme wirkt!“ gehen Arno Fischbacher und Andreas Giermaier genau diesem magischen Punkt nach – und du erfährst, wie du als Führungskraft schon vor dem ersten Wort die Richtung bestimmst und den Erfolg deiner Rede maßgeblich beeinflusst.Es geht nicht um perfekte Folien, sondern um deine persönliche Präsenz. Du lernst, warum die Sekunden vor deinem ersten Satz über Vertrauen, Wirkung und den Flow entscheiden – und wie du diese Zeit für dich nutzen kannst, statt vom inneren Kritiker blockiert zu werden.Gerade in Führungssituationen ist es entscheidend, wie du dich vor deiner Gruppe positionierst. Die Hosts zeigen dir, wie kleine Routinen dir helfen, selbstbewusst und klar in Meetings und Präsentationen aufzutreten. Du erhältst wertvolle Impulse, wie du Präsenz und eine führungsstarke Stimme gezielt trainierst.Ein praktischer Tipp aus dem Alltag erwartet dich: Schon beim Betreten eines Raumes kannst du deine Wirkung auf die Menschen steuern. So gewinnst du Schritt für Schritt Sicherheit und Souveränität – egal ob vor großem Publikum oder im kleinen Team.Du bekommst ehrliche Einblicke in die menschlichen Ängste und Blockaden, die auch Führungskräfte kennen. Und du merkst, wie du sie überwinden kannst, um mit echter Ausstrahlung zu überzeugen.Hör rein und entdecke, wie du den entscheidenden Moment vor dem Sprechen nutzt – für mehr Wirksamkeit, Vertrauen und Erfolg als Führungskraft. Dein persönlicher SELBSTCHECK FÜHRUNG hier kostenlos **********Dein Voicecoach Arno Fischbacher begleitet Dich auf Deinem persönlichen Weg von Stimm-Besitzer zum Stimm-Benutzer!Die beiden Hosts dieses Podcasts: Arno Fischbacher und Andreas K. Giermaier (Lernen der Zukunft)✅ Hast Du Fragen? Schreib an podcast@arno-fischbacher.com✅ Du willst mit Arno persönlich sprechen? Gern: https://arno-fischbacher.com/espresso

i tried to focus on house, but I just couldn't, you'll find some dubstep and NZ alternate sneaking into this strictly electronic mix. 

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Helge Heynold liest: Sieben Septillionen Jahre - von Arno Holz.

Willst du wissen, wie du als Führungskraft echtes Vertrauen in deinen Gesprächen aufbauen kannst? In dieser Folge von „Stimme wirkt!“ tauchst du gemeinsam mit Andreas Giermaier und Arno Fischbacher tief ein in die Geheimnisse gelungener Kommunikation – jenseits der üblichen Techniken und Verkaufsleiter ändern.Du erlebst, wie entscheidend das Gefühl der Wertschätzung und des Vertrauens in jeder Begegnung ist: Ob bei Verhandlungen, im Team oder beim Thema Verkauf – es kommt darauf an, wie du als Mensch wahrgenommen wirst. Das beginnt oft schon beim ersten Eindruck und in den kleinen Momenten eines Gesprächs. Du erfährst, wie Status, Kleidung und sogar deine Stimme subtil dazu beitragen, ob andere sich dir öffnen und dir gerne folgen.Natürlich bekommst du auch praktische Insights, wie du deine stimmliche Wirkung und Zuhörbereitschaft sofort verbessern kannst. Denn: Wer zuhört, Pausen setzt und neugierig wirkt, schafft eine Atmosphäre, in der Menschen nicht nur Vertrauen spüren, sondern auch selbst aktiver werden.Lass dich inspirieren von Beispielen aus dem echten Führungsalltag – wie Führungskräfte im Einzelhandel durch kleine Veränderungen plötzlich viel mehr erreichen, ohne Druck auszuüben oder unnatürlich zu wirken. Du lernst, wie Fragen, echte Aufmerksamkeit und die richtigen Meilensteine jedes Gespräch auf ein neues Level heben.Freu dich auf eine Episode, die dir als Führungskraft hilft, nicht nur Gesprächstechniken zu lernen, sondern zu verstehen, wie du das Herz deiner Zuhörer wirklich erreichst – und so professionelle wie menschliche Erfolge garantiert. Dein persönlicher SELBSTCHECK FÜHRUNG hier kostenlos **********Dein Voicecoach Arno Fischbacher begleitet Dich auf Deinem persönlichen Weg von Stimm-Besitzer zum Stimm-Benutzer!Die beiden Hosts dieses Podcasts: Arno Fischbacher und Andreas K. Giermaier (Lernen der Zukunft)✅ Hast Du Fragen? Schreib an podcast@arno-fischbacher.com✅ Du willst mit Arno persönlich sprechen? Gern: https://arno-fischbacher.com/espresso

Was für ein spektakuläres Jahr: Arno Merk wird erst Zweiter bei der Darts Party in der Dominikanischen Republik, gewinnt dann an drei Tagen zwei Spiele als Nachrücker auf der Pro Tour, schafft es unter immensem Druck auf den letzten Drücker zur Super League, gewinnt die Super League und qualifiziert sich damit erstmals für die PDC-WM. Wir sprechen mit dem deutschen “Ally-Pally”-Debütanten in dieser Checkout-Folge. Über seinen Auftaktgegner Kim Huybrechts, seinen Walk-On-Song, ein mögliches Traum-Duell mit Peter Wright und die Pläne für 2026. Der Podcast wird vermarktet durch die Ad Alliance. Die allgemeinen Datenschutzrichtlinien der Ad Alliance finden Sie unter [https://datenschutz.ad-alliance.de/podcast.html](https://datenschutz.ad-alliance.de/podcast.html) Die Ad Alliance verarbeitet im Zusammenhang mit dem Angebot die Podcasts-Daten. Wenn Sie der automatischen Übermittlung der Daten widersprechen wollen, klicken Sie hier: [https://datenschutz.ad-alliance.de/podcast.html](https://datenschutz.ad-alliance.de/podcast.html)

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Überblick was ist wichtig bei der Erstellung eines Testaments, welche Form ist dabei zu berücksichtigen und wie ist das mit Testamentsspenden.

Fühlst Du Dich auch manchmal von der Wucht starker Überzeugungen überrollt?Ich gestehe, ich war lange Zeit so ein Übeltäter. Regelmäßig argumentierte ich in meiner damaligen Rolle als Theatermanager meine Vorstandskollegen und Mitarbeiter mit voller Überzeugungskraft in Grund und Boden.Ich machte mir damit keine Freunde.Augustinus hätte mit mir seine wahre Freude gehabt. Kennst Du seinen Spruch: "In Dir muß brennen, was Du in anderen entzünden willst!"? Ich schwöre, ich brannte lichterloh für meine Projekte.Und erlebte jede nur erdenkliche Art von unnötigem Widerstand:

Send us a textThis week we're coming with a lesser-known character from history, a real life villain/cult hero named Arno Funke!Like the show on Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/OurWeirdWorldPod/Follow John on Twitter and Instagram @TheJohnHinsonFollow the show on Instagram @OurWeirdWorldPodWant more John? Everyone wants more John. Visit www.johnhinsonwrites.com for all the books, podcasts, waterfalls, and more!

Met: Michael van Praag, Guus Hiddink, Gerard van der Lem, Arno van Leeuwen, Bart Vlietstra, Vincent Schildkamp en Bert Dijkstra. Presentatie: Leo Driessen.

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„Ale, ale, co to nevidí oko mé modravé? Ahoj, kočko. Tak to dneska rozjedeme, tak to rozbalíme! Jste skvělí, jste báječní!“ s afektovanou dikcí pronáší diskžokej Arnoštek v dnes už kultovním filmu Kouř. Slizký Arnoštek je parodií diskžokeje socialistických diskoték pořádaných v klubech Socialistického svazu mládeže.Všechny díly podcastu Archiv Plus můžete pohodlně poslouchat v mobilní aplikaci mujRozhlas pro Android a iOS nebo na webu mujRozhlas.cz.

Willst du als Führungskraft wissen, wie du deine Stimme gezielter und wirksamer einsetzen kannst, um deine Mitarbeiter mit Klarheit und Sympathie zu führen? Dann solltest du diese Episode von „Stimme wirkt!“ nicht verpassen!In diesem Gespräch zwischen Arno Fischbacher und Pamela Grün erfährst du, wie gerade in Führungssituationen Stimme, Präsenz und Sympathie deiner Kommunikation entscheidende Wirkung verleihen – ganz egal, ob du im Meeting, beim Präsentieren oder vor großem Publikum stehst.Du bekommst spannende Einblicke, wie du Stress souverän hinter dem Mikrofon und im beruflichen Alltag meisterst und wie du mit Pausen, gezieltem Zuhören und bewusstem Auftreten sofort mehr Charisma ausstrahlst. Besonders als Führungskraft kannst du mit den Impulsen aus dieser Folge nicht nur deine eigene Wirkung verstärken, sondern auch das Vertrauen und die Motivation deiner Mitarbeiter fördern.Freu dich auf praktische Tipps, mit denen du dich selbst und andere für deine Botschaft gewinnst, und erfahre, weshalb schon kleine Veränderungen deiner Stimme und Körpersprache den Unterschied machen!Starte direkt in diese Episode und entdecke, wie die Macht der Stimme deine Führungsqualität auf das nächste Level hebt! Dein persönlicher SELBSTCHECK FÜHRUNG hier kostenlos **********Dein Voicecoach Arno Fischbacher begleitet Dich auf Deinem persönlichen Weg von Stimm-Besitzer zum Stimm-Benutzer!Die beiden Hosts dieses Podcasts: Arno Fischbacher und Andreas K. Giermaier (Lernen der Zukunft)✅ Hast Du Fragen? Schreib an podcast@arno-fischbacher.com✅ Du willst mit Arno persönlich sprechen? Gern: https://arno-fischbacher.com/espresso

Alberta's UCP government is going back to the notwithstanding clause for the second time in three weeks, in this case to protect three laws dealing specifically with transgender youth. Supporters of Premier Danielle Smith's strategy with Bill 9 say it ensures parents are involved in major decisions. Critics say it's an attack on rights and protections the LGBTQ2S+ rely on.  9:00 | Dr. Glynnis Lieb and Anna Murphy talk about the very real impacts they expect these laws to have on vulnerable youth in Alberta.  TELL US WHAT YOU THINK: talk@ryanjespersen.com  FYREFLY INSTITUTE: https://www.ualberta.ca/en/fyrefly-institute/index.html 42:00 | Rumour has it Alberta and Ottawa are close to a deal that includes a new oil pipeline to the B.C. coast. Arno Kopecky, author of The Oil Man and the Sea, tells us about his four-month sailing expedition through B.C.'s north coast, and lays out opposition PM Mark Carney and Premier Smith can expect once the deal's announced. (Arno jumps back in at 1:26:00 to comment on Angus Reid polling on Canadians' support/opposition re: a new pipeline.) CHECK OUT ARNO'S BOOK: https://douglas-mcintyre.com/products/9781771001076?srsltid=AfmBOooXsUSpgerNAkCSDuQf0pD2Cf3OiJX13RPAqffax9KA2lmHIl5B 1:16:00 | Jespo and Johnny dive into the Real Talk Live Chat powered by Park Power for your takes on what we're hearing.  SAVE on INTERNET, ELECTRICITY, and NATURAL GAS: https://parkpower.ca/realtalk/ 1:31:20 | If you haven't yet checked out The Maligne Range in Jasper, drop everything and head out there! We feature this stunning new distillery in this week's MyJasper Memories presented by Tourism Jasper.  THE MALIGNE RANGE: https://themalignerange.com/ EXPLORE JASPER: https://www.jasper.travel/ 1:38:00 | We get to more of your comments on new pipelines and the notwithstanding clause. If you missed chiming in live, leave a comment below!  FOLLOW US ON TIKTOK, X, INSTAGRAM, and LINKEDIN: @realtalkrj & @ryanjespersen  JOIN US ON FACEBOOK: @ryanjespersen  REAL TALK MERCH: https://ryanjespersen.com/merch RECEIVE EXCLUSIVE PERKS - BECOME A REAL TALK PATRON: patreon.com/ryanjespersen THANK YOU FOR SUPPORTING OUR SPONSORS! https://ryanjespersen.com/sponsors The views and opinions expressed in this show are those of the host and guests and do not necessarily reflect the position of Relay Communications Group Inc. or any affiliates.

Fakten können müde machen.Kinnlade runter, Mundwinkel tiefer, Blick leer. Ein innerer Seufzer, sobald sich jemand anschickt, uns „Inhalte“ zu präsentieren.Kennst du das?Ganz anders, wenn eine gute Story beginnt: Ein Satz, ein Bild – und plötzlich bist du wach. Augen weit, Ohren offen, der Alltag rückt in den Hintergrund.Und dann dieser Gedanke:Muss ich in meinem Pitch nicht unbedingt meinen Kundennutzen nennen? Meine Angebote aufzählen?In dieser Podcast-Episode hörst du einen Live-Mitschnitt, in dem genau das Thema ist: eine ultrakurze Selbstvorstellung, die nicht verkauft wirkt – aber wirkt.Erlebe, wie sich der Pitch unserer Teilnehmerin durch ein paar Impulse komplett verändert. Wie Bilder und Analogien mehr auslösen als Argumente. Und wie du mit weniger Worten mehr im Kopf deines Gegenübers bewegst.Hör rein, wenn du möchtest, dass dein Pitch nicht erklärt – sondern berührt. Dein persönlicher SELBSTCHECK FÜHRUNG hier kostenlos **********Dein Voicecoach Arno Fischbacher begleitet Dich auf Deinem persönlichen Weg von Stimm-Besitzer zum Stimm-Benutzer!Die beiden Hosts dieses Podcasts: Arno Fischbacher und Andreas K. Giermaier (Lernen der Zukunft)✅ Hast Du Fragen? Schreib an podcast@arno-fischbacher.com✅ Du willst mit Arno persönlich sprechen? Gern: https://arno-fischbacher.com/espresso

Today's mix was mostly techno from the Oslo label Flux, good stuff coming out of Norway, and a bit of UK techno thrown in to temper the chocolate. Munch away.

L'émission Back Issues du podcast First Print est un programme de chroniques/reviews/analyse autour de comics sortis en VO ou en VF. Les chroniqueurs Arno et Corentin essaient à la fois de coller à l'actualité, de faire le tour des comics qui montrent toute la diversité de la proposition de la bande dessinée américaine. De préférence, avec des ouvrages à recommander, mais parfois pas ! L'essentiel, c'est surtout de discuter !N'hésitez pas à nous faire vos retours de lectures sur notre DISCORD!Alors, quels comics VF allez-vous lire prochainement ?Le ProgrammeLes liens vous renvoient chez notre partenaire Comics Zone (et parfois Pulp's ou Bubble). Une commande chez eux marquera votre soutien à un libraire indépendant, et nous filera aussi un petit coup de pouce !Docteur Wertham - 02:00Helen de Wyndhorn - 21:55C'est Où Le Plus Loin d'Ici ? - 41:00Soutenez First Print - Votre podcast comics (& BD) préféré sur TipeeeHébergé par Ausha. Visitez ausha.co/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

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Fluent Fiction - Italian: Braving the Stage: Luca's Journey to Self-Discovery Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/it/episode/2025-11-14-23-34-02-it Story Transcript:It: Al di là del fiume Arno, tra le colline dorate dell'autunno, si ergeva un antico edificio.En: Beyond the fiume Arno, among the golden hills of autumn, stood an ancient building.It: Era la scuola privata di Firenze, un luogo dove le foglie sussurravano storie passate e i muri ricordavano secoli di sapienza.En: It was the private school of Firenze, a place where leaves whispered past stories and the walls remembered centuries of wisdom.It: Luca camminava lungo il corridoio con i mosaici che scricchiolavano sotto i suoi passi.En: Luca walked down the hallway with mosaics that creaked under his steps.It: Aveva dodici anni, ma il suo cuore era già pieno di pensieri pesanti.En: He was twelve years old, but his heart was already full of heavy thoughts.It: Luca viveva con suo padre.En: Luca lived with his father.It: Sua madre aveva lasciato la famiglia qualche anno prima, lasciando nel ragazzo un vuoto e una domanda: "Sarò mai abbastanza per papà?".En: His mother had left the family a few years earlier, leaving in the boy an emptiness and a question: "Will I ever be enough for dad?"It: Era giunto l'autunno, e con esso, l'inizio di un nuovo anno scolastico.En: Autumn had arrived, and with it, the start of a new school year.It: Le giornate si accorciavano, i pomeriggi erano freschi, e la scuola organizzava il suo concorso accademico annuale.En: The days grew shorter, the afternoons were cool, and the school was organizing its annual academic competition.It: Mario, il compagno di stanza di Luca, lo osservava con preoccupazione.En: Mario, Luca's roommate, watched him with concern.It: "Devi iscriverti al concorso," disse Mario un giorno.En: "You have to sign up for the competition," Mario said one day.It: "È la tua occasione per brillare."En: "It's your chance to shine."It: Luca esitava.En: Luca hesitated.It: L'idea di parlare in pubblico lo terrorizzava, ma quella era anche la sua chance per ottenere una borsa di studio.En: The idea of speaking in public terrified him, but it was also his chance to earn a scholarship.It: Pensava quanto sarebbe stato felice suo padre.En: He thought about how happy his father would be.It: Giulia, una ragazza dai capelli castani che spesso studiava nella biblioteca, si unì alla conversazione.En: Giulia, a brown-haired girl who often studied in the library, joined the conversation.It: "So che puoi farcela," gli disse sorridendo.En: "I know you can do it," she said to him with a smile.It: "Conosco il tuo impegno."En: "I know your dedication."It: La sera prima del concorso, Luca si sedette sul suo letto, guardando fuori dalla finestra.En: The evening before the competition, Luca sat on his bed, looking out the window.It: Le foglie rosse e arancioni coprivano il cortile, e il vento d'autunno lo rassicurava con la sua dolcezza.En: The red and orange leaves covered the courtyard, and the autumn wind reassured him with its sweetness.It: Pensando alle parole di suo padre, “Non importa il risultato, importa il coraggio,” Luca prese una decisione.En: Thinking of his father's words, “The result doesn't matter, courage does,” Luca made a decision.It: Avrebbe affrontato la sua paura.En: He would face his fear.It: Il giorno del concorso, la grande sala era piena.En: On the day of the competition, the great hall was packed.It: Luca, nervoso, aspettava il suo turno.En: Nervous, Luca waited for his turn.It: Quando fu chiamato, camminò verso il palco.En: When he was called, he walked towards the stage.It: Si fermò un attimo, respirò profondamente e ricordò le parole di suo padre.En: He paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and remembered his father's words.It: Il suo cuore batteva forte, ma il suo spirito era calmo.En: His heart was pounding, but his spirit was calm.It: Luca parlava con chiarezza.En: Luca spoke with clarity.It: La sua voce, dapprima tremante, divenne sicura man mano che il discorso proseguiva.En: His voice, initially trembling, became confident as the speech progressed.It: Quando finì, la sala esplose in un applauso.En: When he finished, the hall erupted in applause.It: Luca aveva vinto.En: Luca had won.It: Grato e sollevato, capì qualcosa di importante.En: Grateful and relieved, he understood something important.It: La vittoria non era solo per suo padre.En: The victory was not just for his father.It: Era per sé, per scoprire il proprio valore.En: It was for himself, to discover his own worth.It: Il sole tramontava dietro le colline di Firenze e Luca, con un nuovo sorriso, seppe di essere finalmente libero dal peso delle aspettative.En: The sun was setting behind the hills of Firenze, and Luca, with a new smile, knew he was finally free from the weight of expectations. Vocabulary Words:the river: il fiumeancient: anticothe building: l'edificiothe autumn: l'autunnothe hallway: il corridoioto whisper: sussurrarethe mosaic: il mosaicoto creak: scricchiolarethe emptiness: il vuototo hesitate: esitareto terrify: terrorizzarethe scholarship: la borsa di studiothe library: la bibliotecathe evening: la serato reassure: rassicurarethe sweetness: la dolcezzathe courage: il coraggioto breathe: respirareto tremble: tremarethe applause: l'applausograteful: gratothe worth: il valoreto discover: scoprirethe expectation: l'aspettativashorter: più cortoto organize: organizzarethe roommate: il compagno di stanzaconcern: preoccupazionethe chance: l'occasionethe stage: il palco

Ani popelář, ani kosmonaut. Režisér David Súkup měl už od raného dětství jasno, že se chce věnovat animovanému filmu. „Většina mých spolužáků z těch kosmonautů vyrostla, já jsem u animovaného filmu zůstal,“ usmívá se. Do českých kin minulý týden vstoupil jeho nový snímek Pohádky po babičce. „Je to loutkový celovečerní film, který vznikl na motivy povídek Arnošta Goldflama o nepotřebných věcech a lidech,“ přibližuje David Súkup.Všechny díly podcastu Host Lucie Výborné můžete pohodlně poslouchat v mobilní aplikaci mujRozhlas pro Android a iOS nebo na webu mujRozhlas.cz.

Ani popelář, ani kosmonaut. Režisér David Súkup měl už od raného dětství jasno, že se chce věnovat animovanému filmu. „Většina mých spolužáků z těch kosmonautů vyrostla, já jsem u animovaného filmu zůstal,“ usmívá se. Do českých kin minulý týden vstoupil jeho nový snímek Pohádky po babičce. „Je to loutkový celovečerní film, který vznikl na motivy povídek Arnošta Goldflama o nepotřebných věcech a lidech,“ přibližuje David Súkup.

In dieser neuen Folge von „Stimme wirkt!“ erlebst du, wie kraftvoll und bedeutend das Telefon – gerade in der Führung – heute noch ist. Gemeinsam mit Hans Hiltrop, der über 1000 Akquise-Telefonate geführt hat, tauchst du tief in die Welt der Gesprächsführung und Beziehungsgestaltung am Telefon ein. Neugierig, wie Führungskräfte es schaffen, per Stimme Vertrauen und Augenhöhe zu schaffen, selbst wenn sie fremde Menschen kalt anrufen? Dann bist du hier genau richtig.Du lernst, warum Ängste vor dem Telefonieren auch bei gestandenen Profis immer wieder auftreten und wie du sie überwinden kannst – und zwar mit Hilfe deiner Stimme. Hans Hiltrop teilt sehr offen, was besonders in den ersten Gesprächen schwierig war, wie er mit Unsicherheit umging und was seine zentralen Learnings waren.Als Führungskraft erfährst du, wie du mit ein paar einfachen Impulsen aus jedem Gespräch mehr herausholen kannst. Du bekommst Tipps, wie empathisches Hinhören und ehrliches Interesse Türen öffnen – gerade, wenn du wenig Zeit hast oder in Stresssituationen Menschen begeistern willst. Lerne von Arno Fischbacher und seinem Gast, wie du ohne starre Leitfäden authentisch bleibst und gleichzeitig souverän auftrittst.Ob du selbst viel akquirierst, Teams führst oder Meetings moderierst: Diese Folge macht klar, weshalb Stimme weit mehr als nur ein Werkzeug ist – sie ist Schlüssel zu mehr Sympathie und echter Kompetenz. Lass dich inspirieren und finde heraus, welchen Unterschied kleine Veränderungen in deiner Kommunikation machen können.Bereit, deine Wirkung am Telefon aufs nächste Level zu bringen? Dann hör rein, bring deine Fragen mit und entdecke, was du als Führungskraft aus 1000 Telefonaten für deine tägliche Gesprächsführung mitnehmen kannst! Dein persönlicher SELBSTCHECK FÜHRUNG hier kostenlos **********Dein Voicecoach Arno Fischbacher begleitet Dich auf Deinem persönlichen Weg von Stimm-Besitzer zum Stimm-Benutzer!Die beiden Hosts dieses Podcasts: Arno Fischbacher und Andreas K. Giermaier (Lernen der Zukunft)✅ Hast Du Fragen? Schreib an podcast@arno-fischbacher.com✅ Du willst mit Arno persönlich sprechen? Gern: https://arno-fischbacher.com/espresso

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Als mit der grossen Flüchtlingswelle Mitte der 2010er-Jahre Bilder vom Leid der Menschen durch die Medien gingen, war für Arno Tanner klar: Er wollte helfen. Seit mehreren Jahren engagiert sich der Gossauer in der Flüchtlingshilfe – auch vor Ort auf den sogenannten Hotspot-Inseln in Griechenland. Er betreibt mit seiner Organisation ein Gemeinschaftszentrum auf Lesbos, ist in der Seenotrettung aktiv und hat soeben ein neues Projekt gestartet, das Flüchtlingen ein juristisches Gehör verschaffen möchte.Im Podcast spricht Arno über Konflikte und Trauer, aber auch über die vielen schönen Momente, die er in seiner Arbeit erleben durfte. Er legt die schwierige politische Situation dar und zeigt auf, dass jede und jeder auf seine Art und Weise etwas zur Verbesserung der Situation beitragen kann.Die Highlights der Podcastfolge:01:35 Der Stellenwert von freiwilligem Engagement03:16 Wieso Arno in der Flüchtlingshilfe tätig ist05:44 Eindrückliche Momente auf und neben dem Wasser08:01 Über das Gemeinschaftszentrum auf Lesbos12:28 Schöne Momente als prägendste Situationen17:50 Gefährdung und Flucht – der Status quo in Europa21:40 Flüchtlingen ein juristisches Gehör verschaffen27:12 Wie kann man helfen?Wichtige Links:Europe CaresParéa St.Gallen  

Du bist Führungskraft und willst wissen, wie du mit deiner Stimme im Business wirklich wirkst? Dann lohnt es sich, diesen Meilenstein unseres Podcasts – die 500. Folge – anzuhören!In dieser Episode tauchst du mit uns in die Welt der Wirkung und Kraft der Stimme ein. Du bekommst von Arno Fischbacher, Andreas Giermaier sowie den Gästen inspirierende Impulse direkt zum Mitnehmen – von praktischen Übungen bis zu Methoden, die du im Führungsalltag sofort integrieren kannst.Erlebe, wie du mit deiner Stimme überzeugst – nicht nur durch Tonhöhe, sondern durch Resonanz und Präsenz vor deinem Team. Du erfährst, wie du im stressigen Gespräch souverän und gelassen bleibst, auch wenn mal eine schwierige Frage kommt oder Spannung entsteht. Die Übungen wie das Raum-füllende Sprechen helfen dir, selbstbewusst und authentisch zu wirken – auf der Bühne, im Meeting oder bei wichtigen Präsentationen.Du bekommst Einblick, wie Sense-Focusing dich dabei unterstützt, jederzeit die Kontrolle zu behalten und statt Automatismen bewusst zu agieren. So stärkst du deine innere Haltung und findest auch in Konfliktmomenten die passenden Worte.Die Episode zeigt dir, wie du mit gezielten Fragen Dialogräume schaffst – und dadurch nicht nur dein Team, sondern jeden Gesprächspartner zu echter Überzeugung führst, anstatt zu manipulieren. Aktives Zuhören wird für dich zum Gamechanger, um als Führungskraft Vertrauen und nachhaltige Wirkung aufzubauen.Du profitierst von ehrlichen Lessons Learned, persönlichen Geschichten und konkreten Coachingtipps – alles leicht verständlich und direkt für deinen Führungsalltag umsetzbar.Hör rein und lass dich inspirieren – von Stimmen, die bewegen, und Methoden, die Zukunft gestalten. Dein persönlicher SELBSTCHECK FÜHRUNG hier kostenlos **********Dein Voicecoach Arno Fischbacher begleitet Dich auf Deinem persönlichen Weg von Stimm-Besitzer zum Stimm-Benutzer!Die beiden Hosts dieses Podcasts: Arno Fischbacher und Andreas K. Giermaier (Lernen der Zukunft)✅ Hast Du Fragen? Schreib an podcast@arno-fischbacher.com✅ Du willst mit Arno persönlich sprechen? Gern: https://arno-fischbacher.com/espresso

Honestly a pretty relaxed/unremarkable mix of progressive house which is a nice genre and a bit new to me

In deze aflevering verkennen Arno Roelofs en Mireille Steenkamer (Jungiaans therapeut & systemisch werker) het thema overspoeling - wanneer emoties, prikkels of wereldgebeurtenissen je bijna doen verdrinken. Het is zowel het collectief van buiten; de maatschappij, als ook ons eigen collectief onbewuste (bijvoorbeeld psychose) dat ons kan overspoelen. Deze kan bedreigend, maar ook transformerend zijn. In het gesprek komen verschillende tools aan bod hoe met overspoeling om te gaan. Waarom wil je deze aflevering luisteren? Heldere Jungiaanse duiding zonder zweverigheid, mét praktische handvatten. Tools: adem-naar-de-buik, voeten op aarde, emoties omzetten in beeld of kleur. Nieuw perspectief: je hoeft niet met elke stroom mee — vind jouw eigen bedding. Meer weten over Arno, Mireille of Cat? Arno Roelofs https://www.arnoroelofs.nl/ JUNGacademie Nederland https://bit.ly/49F3baQ Mireille Steenkamer https://www.mireillesteenkamer.nl Cat Colnot https://www.catcolnot.com Boeken die Arno noemt in deze podcast: Het Rode Boek – Carl G. Jung https://bit.ly/3Xi49lR Pure waanzin – Wouter Kusters https://bit.ly/3JDGOYS Ver heen – P.C. Kuiper https://bit.ly/4owdse1 Deel deze podcast gerust met anderen en like/abonneer als je op de hoogte wilt blijven van nieuwe afleveringen.

L'émission Back Issues du podcast First Print est un programme de chroniques/reviews/analyse autour de comics sortis en VO ou en VF. Les chroniqueurs Arno et Corentin essaient à la fois de coller à l'actualité, de faire le tour des comics qui montrent toute la diversité de la proposition de la bande dessinée américaine. De préférence, avec des ouvrages à recommander, mais parfois pas ! L'essentiel, c'est surtout de discuter !N'hésitez pas à nous faire vos retours de lectures sur notre DISCORD!Alors, quels comics VF allez-vous lire prochainement ?Le ProgrammeLes liens vous renvoient chez notre partenaire Comics Zone (et parfois Pulp's ou Bubble). Une commande chez eux marquera votre soutien à un libraire indépendant, et nous filera aussi un petit coup de pouce !Godzilla par James Stokoe -The Maxx -Drome -Soutenez First Print - Votre podcast comics (& BD) préféré sur TipeeeHébergé par Ausha. Visitez ausha.co/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

Jessica Arno — known worldwide as The Combat Midwife — joins The Trebles Show to break down the truth behind Emergency Survival. From women's battlefield tactics to special-force-style medical maneuvers in real-life chaos, she exposes how instincts, trauma response, and raw grit become the difference between life and death. Keep it simple — be the frequency.Connect with The Combat Midwife™:Website: https://combatmidwife.comClasses & Kits: Workshops & KitsEmail: ask@combatmidwife.comInstagram: @CombatMidwifeYouTube: Combat Midwife on YouTubeFacebook: Combat Midwife on FacebookX: @CombatMidwifeDiscount Code for your followers: Radio

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Dicen que mientras recordemos a quienes amamos, nunca mueren. Pero, ¿sabías que esa idea también tiene siglos de historia detrás? Arno Burkholder, experto en cultura mexicana y memoria colectiva, nos habla del verdadero origen del Día de Muertos: una mezcla de creencias prehispánicas, españolas, romanas y celtas que transformaron la forma en que entendemos la vida, la muerte y el amor que permanece.Descubre por qué esta tradición mexicana es mucho más que un altar, es una forma de sanar, de reconectar y de celebrar lo que nunca desaparece.Así como aprendemos a honrar el pasado, también podemos construir un futuro con calma.Si sientes que trabajas mucho, pero el dinero no alcanza o no disfrutas el proceso, quiero invitarte a mi Masterclass gratuita: Cómo generar más ingresos con menos estrés.Inscríbete aquí: http://almamatters.com/dinero-audio*Importante: Nuestros invitados son expertos en sus temas y reflejan su conocimiento y su punto de vista, siendo conscientes de que cada una de las opiniones es totalmente personal. La información, datos, comentarios, estadísticas que se presenten en el Podcast de Marco Antonio Regil, son de exclusiva responsabilidad de quienes las emiten y no representan, necesariamente, el pensamiento de Marco Antonio Regil o de la producción del podcast.

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Orzessek, Arno www.deutschlandfunkkultur.de, Studio 9

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Orzessek, Arno www.deutschlandfunkkultur.de, Kulturpresseschau

L'émission Back Issues du podcast First Print est un programme de chroniques/reviews/analyse autour de comics sortis en VO ou en VF. Les chroniqueurs Arno et Corentin essaient à la fois de coller à l'actualité, de faire le tour des comics qui montrent toute la diversité de la proposition de la bande dessinée américaine. De préférence, avec des ouvrages à recommander, mais parfois pas ! L'essentiel, c'est surtout de discuter !N'hésitez pas à nous faire vos retours de lectures sur notre DISCORD!Alors, quels comics VF allez-vous lire prochainement ?Le ProgrammeLes liens vous renvoient chez notre partenaire Comics Zone (et parfois Pulp's ou Bubble). Une commande chez eux marquera votre soutien à un libraire indépendant, et nous filera aussi un petit coup de pouce !G.I. Joe Tome 1 - 02:42Static - 17:40Torso - 31:25Soutenez First Print - Votre podcast comics (& BD) préféré sur TipeeeHébergé par Ausha. Visitez ausha.co/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

Orzessek, Arno www.deutschlandfunkkultur.de, Kulturpresseschau

Orzesek, Arno www.deutschlandfunkkultur.de, Kulturpresseschau

Halloween over Florence: THE MARKET OF GHOSTSSeverino lived in the bell tower on the hill — the one next to the ancient Basilica of San Miniato al Monte.Every evening, at sunset, he would lock the gate at the base of the entrance stairway and before climbing back up, he would pause to watch Florence color itself amber.And so he did today as well. The tourists had left. Time stopped and silence became sacred again.Through the rusted bars the city stood there motionless — perhaps since forever; with its red roofs, marble facades and the Arno flowing between its stones like a glittering silver ribbon.Domes and towers trembling with light, almost suspended in the air, as if everything and everyone were holding their breath waiting for twilight — and for the night that would cover it with shadows, stars and dreams.One more glance, then he turned on his transistor radio that he had found a few years ago and the notes of Duke Ellington's 'Don't Get Around Much Anymore' filled the autumn evening.Silence may be sacred for the monks, but for Severino music was more so. Seven, his raven, didn't need to be called and at the first notes launched himself from the cypresses of the cemetery above, circled in front of the imposing facade of the Basilica and suddenly glided down along the stairway, to land gently on his left shoulder."Hey Seven, had a good day?""Yes. Could have been worse — Let's settle for that."At which, Severino smiled, turned up the radio's volume and began climbing resolutely toward le Porte del Cielo, while Jazz music echoed among the ancient stones.Nine years ago, on this same day in the month of October, the Olivetan monks residing in the Abbey found a child on the steps of the Basilica.He was there, wrapped in fog, silent as the night, eyes curious as the wind, without name and without past. They called him Severino — I don't know why — and he grew up among prayers and silences. He played in ancient rooms and discovered his world, surrounded by books, tombs, art and mysteries never revealed. At night a raven and a black cat accompanied him, illuminated by the moon, in the Cimitero delle Porte Sante, wandering among imposing crypts and motionless statues that whispered memories and mysteries.But on Halloween nights the whispers transform into screams and endless laments. Secrets manifest themselves, legends become reality, and dreams disguised as nightmares knock on doors lit by candles. And that full moon night was precisely this night: October 31st — and remember, whether you believe in spirits or not, nothing changes: the ghosts will come.And Severino was up there, right there waiting for them to arrive. Leaning out the highest window of the bell tower, calm, looking at Florence from above. While Thelonious Monk's 'Round Midnight' played on his radio, he watched — tapping time with one foot and waited.At the second of the twelve strokes of the midnight bells, something began to happen. On the Arno formed a dense fog that pulsed with spectral green. It began to rise and slide slow but inexorable over the bridges like fingers of cold hands of impatient ghosts. It slid over the Ponte Vecchio and rolled through the streets of Oltrarno until reaching San Niccolò, where it climbed up the hill swallowing everything it found in its path.When it reached the gate of San Miniato, it slipped through the bars and climbed up the stairs until it covered, like a high luminous tide, the entire square in front of the church. It climbed up the marble facade and wrapped also the Cimitero delle Porte Sante, covering the entire hill in a cloak of mystery. Then slowly, as if by enchantment, the fog began to dissolve rising toward the sky and when the last cloud melted into the night air, the square was no longer empty.Small jack-o'-lanterns with flickering lights floated in the air smiling with teeth of fire. Black candles sprouted from nowhere, illuminating spectral stalls full of everything and nothing. Bats that seemed made of paper but were alive fluttered among the lights with wings of black velvet, while autumn leaves danced without wind, sparkling with gold and copper. Pumpkins of every shape filled the stands, some carved with funny faces, others covered with silver spiderwebs that shone like threads of moon. Witch hats swirled in the air like flying umbrellas rotating slow on themselves. Roasted chestnuts perfumed the air with cinnamon and mystery, while small dancing skeletons tinkled like ice bells.And finally in the Cimitero delle Porte Sante, the Portal opened. Like every Halloween, for centuries, spirits from all over the world congregated in Florence for their annual meeting. A spectral river of ghosts poured into the square, each heading toward their own stall, and each with their impossible merchandise to sell or trade. The spirits had arrived and Severino observed them from above. A carnival of other worlds, made of sounds, colors and unimaginable stories.The deserted square had transformed into the Market of Ghosts. Stalls kept materializing from nowhere, carved and glowing pumpkins told each other stories of Halloweens past, present and future laughing malicious among the perfumes of lost memories, past centuries, tomorrow's candles and fallen stardust. The sky above the Tuscan hills and above Florence was full of ghosts arriving from everywhere to search for the unfindable. But no human eye could see this spectacle. No one except Severino, who descended from the tower enchanted by that spectacle and immersed himself in the crowd pulsating with otherworldly life. Seven circled above him observing with attentive eyes and cawing a bit nervous. Some ghosts looked at him with curiosity and recognized him. Someone greeted him and many others whispered his name in forgotten languages."There he is," murmured a witch from Prague."The child of time," sighed a Norman knight."He's returned, I told you so." laughed a Caribbean pirate.But Severino paid them no attention because there were ghosts selling: dreams of sleeping dragons, laughter of northern gnomes, tears of mermaids in love, the last breath of dinosaurs, shadows of unicorns. And even fears from past Halloweens — two for the price of one, but only for tonight. The ghost of a pirate who died during a boarding gone not so well shouted: "Storm bottles! Lightning in jars!" A witch from Salem whispered: "Love potions that last three lifetimes…" A medieval knight showed swords that cut fear, A Chinese spirit waved kites that fly into the past.The spectral crowd grew and thickened, laughed and bargained, while Severino walked amazed and fascinated among the impossible stalls of the Halloween Market. Seven cawed restless from above and Eleven, the black cat with orange eyes, jumped from one tent to another not losing sight of a single movement of Severino and the hundreds of souls circling around him.A ghost monk from an era that never existed saw him and smiled at him from behind a stall full of ancient radios adorned with mysterious symbols. Severino approached, fascinated."How wonderful! Do they all work?""Oh yes, certainly" replied the monk. "These transmit on the waves of past, present, and future time. But you don't need to buy one."The other ghosts stopped. They ceased selling, buying and bartering. They looked at Severino with respect and listened to what the collector of frequencies told him."The transistor radio you already have is more special than you think. But to discover its true secrets, you'll have to search in the ancient crypts where everything began."And suddenly the first lights of dawn began to illuminate the sky behind San Miniato with pink. In rush and hurry the ghosts said goodbye flying away in the wind. "Until next Halloween!" They told each other crossing in the sky. The stalls vanished. Lanterns and candles went out. The Market of Ghosts dissolved like a dream.Severino found himself alone in the empty square, Seven on his shoulder and Eleven sitting on the low wallLooking at Florence illuminating itself in the day of All Saints. He observed his old radio with new eyes and from the ancient crypts of San Miniato, something seemed to call him. He turned it on, turned up the volume and descended the stairway in time to Chet Baker's version of 'Autumn Leaves'.It was time to throw open the gate of the Basilica of San Miniato al Monte.___________________We will continue this story.... For now a Happy Halloween to all of you, may you always believe in magic!Story written by Marco Ciappelli for "Stories Under The Stars" Halloween 2025___________________Listen to Severino's Playlist for the songs that accompany this story and subscribe to discover new music with every adventure.

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Halloween over Florence: THE MARKET OF GHOSTSSeverino lived in the bell tower on the hill — the one next to the ancient Basilica of San Miniato al Monte.Every evening, at sunset, he would lock the gate at the base of the entrance stairway and before climbing back up, he would pause to watch Florence color itself amber.And so he did today as well. The tourists had left. Time stopped and silence became sacred again.Through the rusted bars the city stood there motionless — perhaps since forever; with its red roofs, marble facades and the Arno flowing between its stones like a glittering silver ribbon.Domes and towers trembling with light, almost suspended in the air, as if everything and everyone were holding their breath waiting for twilight — and for the night that would cover it with shadows, stars and dreams.One more glance, then he turned on his transistor radio that he had found a few years ago and the notes of Duke Ellington's 'Don't Get Around Much Anymore' filled the autumn evening.Silence may be sacred for the monks, but for Severino music was more so. Seven, his raven, didn't need to be called and at the first notes launched himself from the cypresses of the cemetery above, circled in front of the imposing facade of the Basilica and suddenly glided down along the stairway, to land gently on his left shoulder."Hey Seven, had a good day?""Yes. Could have been worse — Let's settle for that."At which, Severino smiled, turned up the radio's volume and began climbing resolutely toward le Porte del Cielo, while Jazz music echoed among the ancient stones.Nine years ago, on this same day in the month of October, the Olivetan monks residing in the Abbey found a child on the steps of the Basilica.He was there, wrapped in fog, silent as the night, eyes curious as the wind, without name and without past. They called him Severino — I don't know why — and he grew up among prayers and silences. He played in ancient rooms and discovered his world, surrounded by books, tombs, art and mysteries never revealed. At night a raven and a black cat accompanied him, illuminated by the moon, in the Cimitero delle Porte Sante, wandering among imposing crypts and motionless statues that whispered memories and mysteries.But on Halloween nights the whispers transform into screams and endless laments. Secrets manifest themselves, legends become reality, and dreams disguised as nightmares knock on doors lit by candles. And that full moon night was precisely this night: October 31st — and remember, whether you believe in spirits or not, nothing changes: the ghosts will come.And Severino was up there, right there waiting for them to arrive. Leaning out the highest window of the bell tower, calm, looking at Florence from above. While Thelonious Monk's 'Round Midnight' played on his radio, he watched — tapping time with one foot and waited.At the second of the twelve strokes of the midnight bells, something began to happen. On the Arno formed a dense fog that pulsed with spectral green. It began to rise and slide slow but inexorable over the bridges like fingers of cold hands of impatient ghosts. It slid over the Ponte Vecchio and rolled through the streets of Oltrarno until reaching San Niccolò, where it climbed up the hill swallowing everything it found in its path.When it reached the gate of San Miniato, it slipped through the bars and climbed up the stairs until it covered, like a high luminous tide, the entire square in front of the church. It climbed up the marble facade and wrapped also the Cimitero delle Porte Sante, covering the entire hill in a cloak of mystery. Then slowly, as if by enchantment, the fog began to dissolve rising toward the sky and when the last cloud melted into the night air, the square was no longer empty.Small jack-o'-lanterns with flickering lights floated in the air smiling with teeth of fire. Black candles sprouted from nowhere, illuminating spectral stalls full of everything and nothing. Bats that seemed made of paper but were alive fluttered among the lights with wings of black velvet, while autumn leaves danced without wind, sparkling with gold and copper. Pumpkins of every shape filled the stands, some carved with funny faces, others covered with silver spiderwebs that shone like threads of moon. Witch hats swirled in the air like flying umbrellas rotating slow on themselves. Roasted chestnuts perfumed the air with cinnamon and mystery, while small dancing skeletons tinkled like ice bells.And finally in the Cimitero delle Porte Sante, the Portal opened. Like every Halloween, for centuries, spirits from all over the world congregated in Florence for their annual meeting. A spectral river of ghosts poured into the square, each heading toward their own stall, and each with their impossible merchandise to sell or trade. The spirits had arrived and Severino observed them from above. A carnival of other worlds, made of sounds, colors and unimaginable stories.The deserted square had transformed into the Market of Ghosts. Stalls kept materializing from nowhere, carved and glowing pumpkins told each other stories of Halloweens past, present and future laughing malicious among the perfumes of lost memories, past centuries, tomorrow's candles and fallen stardust. The sky above the Tuscan hills and above Florence was full of ghosts arriving from everywhere to search for the unfindable. But no human eye could see this spectacle. No one except Severino, who descended from the tower enchanted by that spectacle and immersed himself in the crowd pulsating with otherworldly life. Seven circled above him observing with attentive eyes and cawing a bit nervous. Some ghosts looked at him with curiosity and recognized him. Someone greeted him and many others whispered his name in forgotten languages."There he is," murmured a witch from Prague."The child of time," sighed a Norman knight."He's returned, I told you so." laughed a Caribbean pirate.But Severino paid them no attention because there were ghosts selling: dreams of sleeping dragons, laughter of northern gnomes, tears of mermaids in love, the last breath of dinosaurs, shadows of unicorns. And even fears from past Halloweens — two for the price of one, but only for tonight. The ghost of a pirate who died during a boarding gone not so well shouted: "Storm bottles! Lightning in jars!" A witch from Salem whispered: "Love potions that last three lifetimes…" A medieval knight showed swords that cut fear, A Chinese spirit waved kites that fly into the past.The spectral crowd grew and thickened, laughed and bargained, while Severino walked amazed and fascinated among the impossible stalls of the Halloween Market. Seven cawed restless from above and Eleven, the black cat with orange eyes, jumped from one tent to another not losing sight of a single movement of Severino and the hundreds of souls circling around him.A ghost monk from an era that never existed saw him and smiled at him from behind a stall full of ancient radios adorned with mysterious symbols. Severino approached, fascinated."How wonderful! Do they all work?""Oh yes, certainly" replied the monk. "These transmit on the waves of past, present, and future time. But you don't need to buy one."The other ghosts stopped. They ceased selling, buying and bartering. They looked at Severino with respect and listened to what the collector of frequencies told him."The transistor radio you already have is more special than you think. But to discover its true secrets, you'll have to search in the ancient crypts where everything began."And suddenly the first lights of dawn began to illuminate the sky behind San Miniato with pink. In rush and hurry the ghosts said goodbye flying away in the wind. "Until next Halloween!" They told each other crossing in the sky. The stalls vanished. Lanterns and candles went out. The Market of Ghosts dissolved like a dream.Severino found himself alone in the empty square, Seven on his shoulder and Eleven sitting on the low wallLooking at Florence illuminating itself in the day of All Saints. He observed his old radio with new eyes and from the ancient crypts of San Miniato, something seemed to call him. He turned it on, turned up the volume and descended the stairway in time to Chet Baker's version of 'Autumn Leaves'.It was time to throw open the gate of the Basilica of San Miniato al Monte.___________________We will continue this story.... For now a Happy Halloween to all of you, may you always believe in magic!Story written by Marco Ciappelli for "Stories Under The Stars" Halloween 2025___________________Listen to Severino's Playlist for the songs that accompany this story and subscribe to discover new music with every adventure.

Orzessek, Arno www.deutschlandfunkkultur.de, Kulturpresseschau

Orzessek, Arno www.deutschlandfunkkultur.de, Kulturpresseschau

Orzessek, Arno www.deutschlandfunkkultur.de, Kulturpresseschau

In hierdie episode gesels Arno en Louis oor die president se berugte ontmoeting voor 'n korrupsiepaleis in Sandton en die Tshwane Metro se besluit om die "City cleansing levy"-uitspraak te appelleer. 'n Paar korter nuusbrokkies kom aan die beurt.Die Podlitiek-span bestaan uit:Louis BoshoffArno RoodtErnst van Zyl

We're live tonight with Armond, Arno and Joe holding it down for the home team, tackling the week's biggest stories, cultural chaos, and everything in between.

L'émission Back Issues du podcast First Print est un programme de chroniques/reviews/analyse autour de comics sortis en VO ou en VF. Les chroniqueurs Arno et Corentin essaient à la fois de coller à l'actualité, de faire le tour des comics qui montrent toute la diversité de la proposition de la bande dessinée américaine. De préférence, avec des ouvrages à recommander, mais parfois pas ! L'essentiel, c'est surtout de discuter !N'hésitez pas à nous faire vos retours de lectures sur notre DISCORD!Alors, quels comics VF allez-vous lire prochainement ?Le ProgrammeLes liens vous renvoient chez notre partenaire Comics Zone (et parfois Pulp's ou Bubble). Une commande chez eux marquera votre soutien à un libraire indépendant, et nous filera aussi un petit coup de pouce !All-New Venom Tome 1 - 02:50La Ballade des Frères Blood - 25:40The Moon Is Following Us - 43:30Soutenez First Print - Votre podcast comics (& BD) préféré sur TipeeeHébergé par Ausha. Visitez ausha.co/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

A Mystery in FlorenceIn Tuscany there is so much magic: hills decorated with olive trees, vineyards and cypresses, bell towers ringing everywhere, hidden gardens, and of course enchanted cities, full of history and beauty, where famous artists have created marvellous works of art.In this tale we find ourselves in the city of Florence, where magic abounds and legends hide in every corner.A river called the Arno runs through it; and amongst the many bridges there is one that quite rightly is a bit more famous than the others: the Ponte Vecchio. In those suspended houses no one lives anymore. Every day it is full of tourists who photograph it and come to visit from all over the world, but many, many years ago on this bridge there were butchers, fishmongers and tanners as if it were a market, a square suspended over the Arno and daily life was very different from today.At the time of this story the shops were all jewellery stores owned by master goldsmiths, who lived there, worked and sold gold jewellery and precious items of the highest quality. It was one of the hearts of the city where the Florentines of the time would meet and stop to chat whilst they came and went from one side of the river to the other. Even the children spent their days having fun playing and running from one side to the other undisturbed.At this point you must know that for some days small thefts had been occurring in the artisans' shops. Gold and precious items disappeared as if stolen by the wind, silently and by surprise, without leaving a trace. Who knows who knows? Who could be the culprit?The goldsmiths gathered together, after closing their shops, right there on the bridge."But what on earth is happening?" said one."Well, if only we knew..." said another."And we can't go on like this, looking like fools!"Bernardo, one of the goldsmiths, said: "Granted I'm a bit absent-minded, but I'm certainly not blind enough not to see if gold is missing from my shop."And off they went asking questions and interrogating each other to try to find an explanation for these thefts, discover the thief and perhaps recover what was stolen.In short, it had been weeks now that gold filings from the working of gold and various precious objects had been disappearing from the shops — and all this was happening under everyone's eyes but no one had seen anything.Who to blame if not those mischievous rascals who enjoyed playing football on the bridge! Between little matches, laughter, running, various games and hide-and-seek, who knows if one of them hadn't started stealing here and there.More days passed and more gold had vanished into thin air. The goldsmiths, tired of this business, came out onto the bridge and shouted loudly all together: "Now we've really had enough and it's time to put an end to it! Let's catch the thief!"Even Giulio the baker came out to the doorway of his shop, on the left, at the end of the bridge, and although he hadn't understood precisely what was happening, he showed everyone his flour-covered hands shouting: "I've got nothing to do with it, I swear! My hands are covered in dough only because I'm always preparing focaccia to bake in the oven."And saying this he joined the others shouting: "Let's catch the thief red-handed before that sack becomes one of flour!"In that commotion, Lapo, a very clever and curious boy, son of the goldsmith Bernardo who was friends with everyone and played together with the other children on the bridge, after reflecting thought: "There's something that doesn't add up: we children don't steal, whose fault can it be?"So Lapo decided to investigate on his own. Because as his grandfather always told him: "one thing done is worth more than a hundred to do" and then he would add that "if you do it yourself you do for three."So, without much ado, the following evening he organised himself, getting hold of a magnifying glass, a notebook with pencil to take notes and a lantern that would accompany him in the dark. The latter he held tight with a slightly trembling hand, but there was no hesitation — the situation wouldn't resolve itself.At dusk, he set off from the Ponte Vecchio, where he lived with his father above the shop, towards the column in Piazza Santa Trinità.Up there was, and still is, the Statue of Justice that towered so high as to touch the sky. The journey wasn't long, but that evening it took him longer than usual, because he observed everything with attention and curiosity. He looked right, left, in the narrow streets, beyond the parapet of the Lungarno and if he saw a stone he moved that too: "you never know where you might find clues" he thought.He had heard it said that the column and the statue of Justice were magical and full of secrets. But the most amazing thing was that from its summit, where indeed the statue stood, one could see what was happening at every point in the city — as we know justice sees and knows everything.Having arrived in Piazza Santa Trinita, he gave a great sigh, took one last step and at the foot of the column — what a surprise... he met a snail."A snail?" you will say. "Eh, exactly a snail complete with house on its shoulders, with lights on at the windows and a fireplace lit" Really, I tell you... Believe it... In short it was there, moving, slowly yes, but determined. When it heard the light step of the unexpected visitor, it became suspicious and withdrawing its antennae as if they were brakes, it stopped dead and said:"Halt! Who goes there? But who are you and where are you going? You're not looking for trouble, are you, wandering about all alone at this twilight hour?""No, what trouble... quite the opposite Mrs Snail" replied Lapo, "I should go to the top of the column to see what's happening on the Ponte Vecchio. There are things that don't quite add up and I'm investigating. As you can see I even have the magnifying glass and hat!" Said Lapo showing the objects to avoid misunderstandings. "Now, since you seem to be from around here, you wouldn't happen to know how I can get up there?"The snail who lived at the foot of the column and was to all intents and purposes its guardian, huffed but then smiled and showed Lapo a small door at the foot of the column, hidden by ivy."Dearest Lapo," she said adjusting her spectacles "you seem like a brave boy, a true friend and also a good investigator, but only from the top of the column will you be able to know the truth."Having said this, the snail rubbed her tentacles and they began to shine with a magical light that enveloped Lapo making him become the height of the door which opened with a great creak; so sharp as to make all the birds that were hanging about in the night fly away.Lapo, now very small, thanked the snail and without fear entered inside the column. In the darkness, he was impressed by a narrow and high well that went up instead of down. On the gleaming walls there was a spiral of tiny steps that he began to climb with determination with the lit lantern held tight in his hand. He reached the top.In the night the starry sky illuminated the Statue of Justice that towered over Florence. It had a scale with two balanced plates in one hand and a golden sword in the other.As we said previously, by enchantment, from there one could see the whole city — one just had to look in the right direction and think of the part of Florence you wanted to see: an incredible magic for a breathtaking view.Now was the moment to concentrate on the Ponte Vecchio and try to solve the mystery of the thefts, but whilst moving around the statue, to go to the side that looked towards the river, he made an incredible discovery. He couldn't believe his own eyes — so much so that he took out the magnifying glass to be sure. Both plates of the scale were full of gold filings and precious trinkets."Good heavens! And how did this stuff get up here?" Exclaimed Lapo with wide eyes. "This is undoubtedly the loot from the thefts at the jewellery shops!"At first, confused and amazed he didn't know what to think, but then, observing the filings more carefully he realised they were all woven together with bracelets and necklaces: these were two nests and an idea immediately flashed into his mind."The thieving magpies!" Exclaimed Lapo. Those crafty birds love everything that glitters, it must certainly have been them who robbed the shops and brought the stolen goods up here.And in the middle of this thought, suddenly they appeared in flight. They landed on the column agitated and furious "KRAA KRAA KRAA! Oh, little boy but what are you doing at our home? Don't you even dare touch these glittering marvels; they are our nest, we found them and they are ours."Lapo didn't let himself be frightened and calmly replied: "But what are you saying? You like glittering things that shine and you take them, but that certainly doesn't mean they are yours."The magpies were all chattering together they seemed to have gone mad and knew no reason. "But what is this one saying?" Said one. "Right, someone comes to our home and expects to give orders?" Added another. "Yes, nice joke. They're not ours? But are you a comedian? Change job, look, because you don't make us laugh." Said another.And all of them laughing.At which Lapo didn't let himself be intimidated. He rummaged in his pocket and found what he was looking for. He proposed an exchange. "What if we made a deal. To tell the truth I lose out quite a bit, but I like you so much that I would gladly give you these beautiful shiny marbles in exchange for the gold and trinkets."Seeing those small brilliant and colourful treasures, which they had never seen before, the magpies calmed down. They looked at each other with a crafty look and without hesitation... "Deal!"They took the marbles from his hand in a flash and flew away shouting: "Hooray, we're rich! From now on we'll collect these little balls."Sighing with relief and satisfaction, Lapo recovered the stolen goods and rushed down from the column. The snail was waiting for him applauding. With another spell she made him come out of the little door and appear right on the Ponte Vecchio where several Florentines were taking the evening air and chatting — including the goldsmiths."Papa, papa I've discovered the mystery and found the culprit, it was the thieving magpies! My friends didn't do anything wrong." "Calm down son, I'm listening". Replied Bernardo.Lapo with all the breath he had in his throat didn't waste a moment and told everything he had discovered and seen: the investigator's hat, the magnifying glass, the magical snail who knew the secrets of the column, the little door, the statue at the top, the view of Florence, the thieving magpies and the trick with the coloured marbles. Finally the mystery of the strange thefts was clarified, all the recovered stolen goods were returned to the goldsmiths of the Ponte Vecchio thanks to the enterprising and brave Lapo.At that point everyone who was on the Ponte Vecchio applauded shouting: "hooray, hooray, hooray, for the little investigator."Whilst the ancient bridge, perhaps enchanted, gleamed with golden lights.Giulio the baker whilst putting focaccia in the oven, sang merrily and with a ringing voice announced: "today focaccia for everyone free of charge, we must celebrate!"The thieving magpies returned to flying; they continued to find small objects and even pieces of glittering dreams; and chattering they said: "It may well be that we've lost a nest, but we've certainly found a story to tell."And perhaps, who knows, there will be a new story!— Written by Lucia & Marco Ciappelli [Inspired by a Florentine legend] Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. 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