Podcasts about Courtship

There comes a time in every adult's life when you look at your parents and think, “Wait, are you… dating?” And suddenly, the woman who once grounded you for not using a coaster is fielding calls from a man probably named Art who knew her in the sixth grade and now rides a bicycle suspiciously close to her begonias.In this week's episode of All the Feelings, Pete watches in emotional 4K as his recently widowed mother begins navigating the uncertain terrain of late-in-life romance. There are awkward phone calls, vintage flirting, and—somehow—tool borrowing. Meanwhile, Tommy explores the slow-motion wonder and quiet stew of trying to travel anywhere with aging parents, from the battlefield that is airport security to the glacial crawl of choosing produce.We talk role confusion, emotional gatekeeping, and the surprising revelation that your parents might be the actual ride you were rushing past. Also: a diamond heist pulled off by British grandpas, the dangers of amusement park pizza, and the secret power of a well-timed smile.This is an episode about love, loss, patience, power poses, and what happens when your mom becomes the heartthrob of the neighborhood. Again.Become a Feeling Friend!Help us keep the precinct weird: allthefeelings.funGet early access, bonus content, stickers, and the satisfaction of supporting emotional democracy for only $35 a year.

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What do a fake Sopranos scene, a billionaire Russian mineral mogul, and a $30 million coaching offer have in common? They were all part of the wild, over-the-top campaign to land LeBron James during the most dramatic free agency in NBA history.In this unforgettable episode of The Ben and Skin Show, Ben Rogers, Jeff “Skin” Wade, Kevin “KT” Turner, and Krystina Ray—fires up the Wayback Machine to relive the 15-year anniversary of The Decision. From Larry King's couch to Jim Gray's painfully slow interview, the guys break down every bizarre, hilarious, and jaw-dropping moment that led to LeBron's infamous announcement: “I'm taking my talents to South Beach.”

Roud 36 - CAPTAIN WEDDERBURN'S COURTSHIP Historical guest: Steve Roud Singer Guest: Barbara Snape   Email us: intheroud@singyonder.co.uk Find us on social media via our LinkTree   Your host: Matt Quinn Traditional versions: Maggie Murphy Duncan Williamson Sarah Makem - album: As I Roved Out Willie Clancy Seamus Ennis Modern performances: Bellowhead Jon Boden's A Folk Song a Day Karine Polwart & Alasdair Robert Ewan MacColl Tim Hart & Maddy Prior Folk song recourses: Sing Yonder The Vaughn Williams Memorial Library Sussex Traditions GlousTrad Tobas an Dualchais/Kist o Riches Jon Boden's A Folk Song A Day Andy Turner's A Folk Song A Week The Max Hunter Folk Song Collection   Record labels promoting recordings of traditional singers: Veteran Records Topic Records Musical Traditions One Row Records    Other Folk Song/Music podcasts: The Old Songs Podcast Every Folk Song Folk On Foot Fire Draw Near Handed Down

Before you say “yes” to that relationship or even step into courtship it's important to pause, pray, and check. In this episode, we explore what it really means to choose or court with intentionality. From spotting a teachable spirit to evaluating character, integrity, consistency, and alignment with your purpose, we unpack what truly matters when considering a partner. Plus, we ask the big question: Are you even ready?

Send us a textThis week was a family episode! Just Greg and the Dead Heads! Greg discussed his journey having two teen age daughters, what that looks like as they start to notice others of the opposite sex, practical ""best practices" that he has used, as well as biblical foundation for how to treat possible future in-laws. If you have children at any stage of life, or thinking about filling your quiver, this will be a great episode for you. Enjoy! Dominion Wealth Strategists: Full Service Financial Planning! Click HERE for a free consultation today! Covenant Real Estate: "Confidence from Contract to Close" Facebook: Dead Men Walking PodcastYoutube: Dead Men Walking PodcastInstagram: @DeadMenWalkingPodcastTwitter X: @RealDMWPodcastExclusive Content: PubTV App

Guest: Matt Ridley | Science writer, journalist and businessman Why do some birds put on an elaborate dance in order to attract a mate? Does it ensure the survival of the species? Matt Ridley is a science writer, journalist and businessman, and his latest book “Birds, Sex and Beauty” continues the search for answers which the likes of Charles Darwin and Alfred Russel Wallace tried to provide. He shares his experience of observing rare birds and what he discovered with John Maytham. Why do some birds put on an elaborate dance in order to attract a mate? Does it ensure the survival of the species? Matt Ridley is a science writer, journalist and businessman, and his latest book “Birds, Sex and Beauty” continues the search for answers which the likes of Charles Darwin and Alfred Russel Wallace tried to provide. He shares his experience of observing rare birds and what he discovered with John Maytham. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

6 Christian Courtship Mistakes & Biblical Dating Principles EP78In this episode of The No Pillz Podcast, Gordon McGee breaks down "6 Things Christians Get Wrong About Courtship." While modern dating and courtship aren't explicitly in the Bible, we explore ancient Israelite practices like arranged marriages and betrothal, and extract timeless biblical principles for finding a spouse.Discover common misconceptions about Christian courtship today, including the lack of clear marital intent, not involving family, and neglecting chaperones.  We also discuss the importance of valuing character over money or physical attraction, and the often-overlooked significance of virginity in marriage.Learn five additional biblical principles for relationships that apply to modern courtship:Seek guidance from God Prioritize purity and holiness Treat others as brothers and sisters in Christ Marry a believer Cultivate love and selflessness Tune in to understand how biblical foundations can guide your relationships purposefully towards marriage. ➤ Support Go Stand and Preach https://www.gostandandpreach.org/donateYou Can Also Follow Me on: ➤TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@gostandandpreach ➤Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/gostandandpreach ➤Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/gostandandpreach/ ➤Apple Podcast: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/no-pillz-with-gordon-mcghee/id1707970107?i=1000662278399➤Spotify:https://open.spotify.com/show/1tq6QGWTkCFe2skOb7x2Yb?si=66c65281dd644537Contact No Pillz: Tweet us @nopillzpodcast Email: nopillzpodcast@gmail.com YouTube: @nopillzpodcast Insta: @nopillzpodcast Thanks for listening & keep podcasting!

If you are an asset allocator, what is the most effective way to widen your lens on identifying potential investment managers? And if you are an investment manager, how can you be more effective in meeting some of those key allocators who might transform your business?  In April 2020, Ron Biscardi launched iConnections, whose platform allows managers to share fund information with allocators.   Ron started iConnections as a small virtual events platform during COVID-19, with 'no money, no employees, no software and no clients'. In just five years, it's grown into the world's largest cap intro platform (facilitating 35,000+ meetings, so far!). Ron explains how his background in engineering and then capital introduction led him to found the business. He explains why they built the technology, rather than buying it, and discusses the enduring attraction of conferences. Plus he also covers why data is the great enabler to help attendees maximise their productivity.  Finally, he discusses why conferences such as iConnections Global Alts (Miami) is so successful, and how gathering intelligence, meeting your peers and building your brand can follow.  The Money Maze Podcast is kindly sponsored by  Schroders, IFM Investors, World Gold Council and LSEG.  Sign up to our Newsletter | Follow us on LinkedIn | Watch on YouTube 

 The Funeral CourtshipAbandoned Childhood wishes, finally fulfilled.Based on a post by secret sexy writer. Listen to the Podcast at Connected.I had known Alex Newberry my entire life. He was the boy down the street during my childhood, the boy behind me throughout school, and the boy who I always wished would see me as more than just "one of the boys." Especially since I was a girl.But I'd never pressed for anything more. I didn't want to ruin our friendship. His family was my second family. Even his nana considered me as her granddaughter.We'd stayed in touch even after I left town to pursue a new career. Throughout the year, we would exchange Emails and sometimes the occasional text. Only at my birthday and on Christmas did I receive snail mail from him. They were always hilarious and always perfect.The day I received the small envelope in early Fall threw me for a loop. It was written in Alex's neat print and had a pre-printed return label with his address, so I knew it was from him. I just didn't know why. I was even more stunned when I slid my finger under the flap and pulled out the single sheet of paper folded in half.I had been standing by the sofa in the living room when I opened the envelope. My eyes scanned the brief note inside, and my knees gave out. I collapsed to the sofa, tears rimming my eyes.Alex's grandmother, Nana Newberry, had passed away.Visions played in my head like an old home movie. Mostly, they were of the summers swimming in the pond behind her house and the day-trips she'd invite me to go on with Alex. Both of my own grandmothers had passed away when I was still too young to remember them much. My loss was almost as deep as Alex's was.Almost.Once I'd caught my breath, I reached for my cell phone and pulled up his number. I tried to swallow my tears as I heard the line ring. I wasn't surprised to receive his voicemail. He was probably busy making arrangements and handling family."Hey, Alex. It's Jaynie. I got your letter. I'm so sorry. I'm booking a flight out tonight, and I'll be there as soon as I can. If there's anything you need, let me know. See you soon."I was already halfway to my bedroom when I clicked off the phone and shoved it into my pocket. My brain was on autopilot as I dragged my suitcase from the closet and gathered the necessary toiletries from the bathroom cabinets and drawers. I was folding socks and panties when I realized I should call the airport.Less than an hour later, I was in the backseat of a cab and leaving a message on my boss's phone telling him I would be out of town for a couple of days due to a family emergency. I arranged for a rental car and for nightly accommodations nearest to my hometown. I knew there was no place in town to stay, the population being barely just under five hundred. If anything had changed over the years, that definitely wasn't one of them.It wasn't until I was seated on the plane, the city's lights fading into dots below me that I let myself think about Nana again. I missed her hugs the most. Her squishy arms always surrounded me with such love. I felt protected. Wanted. My parents were always busy working. Nana was so much more than just an adoptive grandparent.My mind wandered, and I remembered Alex's hugs. I smiled, laughing softly at the memory of him hugging me tight with a toothy grin while Nana took our picture. Then he pushed me into the pond; with my clothes on. We were only six. But I was old enough to know that I liked Alex more than I liked other boys.I was the only girl in the neighborhood, so I either had to adapt to being a tomboy or be left out. I chose the former, much to my mother's dismay. I allowed her to enroll me in dance classes when she insisted I act more like a girl, but I secretly enjoyed playing with the boys more. I didn't mind being the Indian the cowboys always captured and tied up. Or the robber they arrested with the plastic set of handcuffs. Or even Princess Leia, when they wanted to re-enact Star Wars, especially when Alex got to be Han Solo and rescue me.I must have drifted off because the next thing I heard was the announcement to fasten our seatbelts and put seats and tray-tables in the upright position for landing. The plane was only half-full, so I was soon strolling through the nearly empty terminal and heading downstairs to collect my baggage and rental car. I grabbed a cup of coffee from the only open vendor and asked the information desk for directions to the hotel where I'd made reservations. There was nothing more I could do for Alex tonight.But once I'd reached my destination, the last thing on my mind was sleep. My accommodations were comfortable, but not even a hot shower seemed to help. I crawled beneath the covers and turned on the TV, hoping I'd just fall asleep from boredom and get some rest before the hour drive to my hometown in the morning.A ringing phone and the incessant chatter of a woman and man pulled me out of the strangest dream. I'd been fully dressed and standing by Nana's pond, but I was thirty-four years old, not six. Alex walked towards me, his hands in the front pockets of his jeans, and he flashed his toothy grin at me. I reached for his hand, and I swear I stepped forward, but the next thing I knew, I was falling backwards into the pond. I struggled to swim, the weight of my clothes pulling me underwater. Someone grabbed my hand, and then I woke up.An automated wake-up call answered my sleepy greeting, and I clumsily set the receiver back on the handset and rolled over, groaning. That's when I realized the morning news was playing on the TV. My body felt like it had been through a 5K run; or maybe it had struggled to stay above water. In either case, I dragged myself to the bathroom for another shower.I decided on a simple navy pantsuit and crimson camisole blouse. It was cool but dark enough for the funeral, yet I didn't feel completely dreary in it. Plus it emphasized my curves and long legs. Today, I felt like I wanted to be a girl in front of Alex. Not that it would matter.After securing another cup of coffee, I took a deep breath and pointed the rental car towards my hometown. I remembered where the only funeral home was, and I had plenty of time before the services started. Yet, I was suddenly nervous. I hadn't actually seen Alex in several years, despite our constant contact. I hated the fact that it took something like this to bring us together again. I promised myself that I would visit more often.The parking lot was overflowing when I finally pulled up to the funeral home. I ended up parking half a block away on a side street and walking back to the large Victorian-style house that had been converted into the place where we said goodbye to our loved ones. Trees adorned with vibrantly colored leaves decorated the front yard. It looked like something out of a Norman Rockwell painting, set right in the heart of my hometown.I joined the throng of people who had come to pay their respects, and managed to find a seat in the back of the largest room that was always used for services. The belief in the community was that our two churches were for worship and weddings. Funerals were held at Thompkins & Sons, no matter if you were Catholic or Baptist.I didn't recognize a single person near me, but I was sure that Nana had known most of the town and then some, and I'd been a teenager when I'd left for college. I settled myself in and made sure I had my tissues accessible.The service itself was lovely, and there were lots of tears from everyone. Alex even got up and made a speech at one point. While I knew I was there because of Nana, I couldn't help staring at her grown grandson. His stature had reached at least six feet. He towered over me by at least five inches.I don't remember a word he said, but I could describe him with my eyes closed. His short brown hair, his tailored black suit and tie, the dimple in his right cheek when he smiled. He had green eyes, and I could imagine them sparkling while he talked about his grandmother, the corner of his eyes crinkling with his laughter.People were standing up around me and talking, and I blinked, realizing that the service was over. I wiped at my eyes and stood, not sure what to do now. I slipped out of the row and away from the crowd. It was then that I noticed no one was by the open casket. I quietly made my way to the front of the room and stopped before Nana's permanent expression of peace.Tears tugged at the back of my throat, and I had to stop myself from reaching out to grasp her folded hands. The purple dress she was wearing went well with her silvery hair, and she looked as if she were asleep. I silently thanked her for all the good times we'd had together, for accepting me as one of her grandchildren, for making me feel wanted.I don't know how long I stood there, but I had the feeling that someone was watching me. I needed to move on. I kissed my fingertips and gently pressed them to her rubbery cheek. When I turned to leave, blazing green eyes met mine, and I gasped."Jaynie, you came."And then Alex's arms pulled me against his hard body.I wrapped him in my arms and held him tight, resting my cheek on his shoulder. I couldn't believe how good he felt. Something deep inside of me stirred, and I had to force it back down. He was my best friend. It would never be anything more than that."Of course I came. I left you a message. I took the red-eye last night.""I'm sorry, I haven't checked my phone. I hoped you'd come, but I wasn't counting on it. "I pulled away to look at his face. Our eyes met again, and I groaned inwardly. "I wouldn't have missed this for anything. She was like my own grandmother. Thank you for letting me know.""What about work?""They'll survive without me for a couple of days." I laughed and before I could wipe away my tears, his thumb brushed my cheek. I sucked back my breath and hid my surprise with a smile. "What can I do to help now that I'm here?"Alex stared at me for a moment, a lopsided grin on his face. He blinked, and then his toothy grin came out full force, dimple included. "There's a dinner at Nana's house after we go to the cemetery. Do you have a car?""I have a rental. I'm staying in Rosewood at the Holiday Inn.""Let me tell Mom and Dad I'll meet them. Do you mind driving?""No, lead the way." I smiled and even felt a little giddy when he grabbed my hand and pulled me through the crowd that was slowly filtering out the front doors. I barely had a chance to say hello to his parents before he was heading in the direction where I said I'd parked my car. And then we were pulling out to line up behind the black sedan his parents were riding in and the hearse idling before them.It suddenly occurred me to that everyone else was going to be following me. I must have looked nervous because Alex grasped my hand on the gearshift between us and squeezed it."I'm glad you're here."I swallowed heavily and turned to smile at him. He was watching me, something unreadable in those green eyes. I opened my mouth to ask him what he was thinking, but nothing came out. And then he let go of my hand and motioned that we should move.I was in a daze as I drove to the cemetery, sat through the rest of the ceremony, and climbed back into my car and drove us to Nana's house. It wasn't until we were sitting in her driveway that I felt the tears return. I hadn't been here in so many years I couldn't count them. I had been a horrible granddaughter, adopted or not."I know. I miss her, too." Alex squeezed my hand again and then got out.I swiped the back of my hand across my eyes and climbed out, automatically locking the car."No one's going to steal it," Alex laughed. It was a deep, comforting sound.I shrugged. "It's just a habit."He laughed again and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, guiding me up the drive. People were mingling on the wrap-around front porch, and the smell of fried chicken wafted out the screen on the front door.It felt and smelled like home.I had eaten my share of food and then some. At some point, Alex and I became separated amongst all the guests. I took the opportunity to sneak upstairs to use the larger bathroom. On my way back, I passed the room Nana used to sit in and work on projects. I remember her teaching me how to sew as I sat on a little cushioned stool.I smiled, knowing I could sew a button back onto a blouse or a pair of pants, but that was all now. The sound from downstairs grew fainter as I moved closer to the window on the far side of the room. The pond in the backyard glittered back under the noon sun. Weeping Willows outlined the oasis of my youth, and for a moment, I longed for those days.I longed to have Nana hug me one more time. The last time she had, I was leaving for college. She told me to be a good girl and make my parents proud. I couldn't remember the last time I'd hugged my parents. Or seen them face-to-face. We talked about once a month, but they were always traveling now that they were retired. I bit back a laugh at the irony.I wandered back downstairs, smiling and nodding at people who recognized me, although I couldn't say who they were. That was the problem with small towns, and with moving away. All of the elderly people remembered when you were born and whom your parents were, but you rarely remembered anything about them, much less their names.The crowd was smaller now, and I heard several women in the dining room and kitchen cleaning up the dishes. I hugged my arms to my chest and slowly walked down the long hallway to the back of the house. Framed photos hung on both sides of the wall, and I suddenly wished I'd had a grandmother growing up who'd had pictures of me on display. As much as Nana had tried to make me feel accepted in her home, I really wasn't a part of her family.I pushed pending tears away and stepped out the back door and down the steps to the yard. The sun was warm, and the pond beckoned me to it. I found myself standing on the small wooden dock Alex's dad had built. One of the boards was broken, and the weather had done a good job fading the stain, but otherwise it was still sturdy.A warm breeze blew up off the water, rustling through the switches on the Willow. I stretched out my arms to feel it, and took a big sigh. I hadn't felt so relaxed in a long time. While I didn't mind my job, I didn't love it. While I loved traveling, I didn't like having to do it for work.What I wouldn't give to be able to come home at the end of the day and sit out on a porch like the one at Nana's and watch the sun go down instead of watching it from the sixth-floor balcony of my high-rise in the city. To hear the sound of crickets in the evening instead of the rush of traffic.A board creaked behind me, and I spun around. Someone grabbed my hand as I stepped back, and I was suddenly back in my dream. I gasped and struggled to regain my balance. Instead of falling backwards into the water, I was jerked forward and into Alex's strong embrace."Whoa! You okay, Jaynie?"I caught my breath and swallowed, blinking away the remnants of my dream. "Yeah. Thanks. I must have slipped.""Everyone's gone home." He dropped his arms but didn't move away."I'm sorry, I didn't realize. I'll be on my way." I started to walk past him, but he grabbed my wrist."Stay." He released my hand and cleared his throat. "Please stay."I lifted my eyes to his and held his gaze. I wanted to reach out to touch him, to caress his cheek, to run my fingers through his hair. But I refrained and kept my hands at my sides. "Okay."His smile lit up his whole face, but there was a shadow in his eyes. He stared at me a moment longer and then said, "Let's go back to my place so we can talk."I blinked, realizing what he'd said, and then I brushed away any ulterior motives. Of course, we'd go back to his place. We couldn't stay at Nana's. He'd be most comfortable in his home. And I wanted to see it. I really did.We said goodbye to his parents inside, and then I followed his car across town to his small house. I parked behind him in a gravel driveway overgrown with weeds and stared at the weather-beaten boards of the house, the crooked front steps, the boards over one of the windows."It's just a rental," Alex laughed. He climbed out and ran his hand back through his hair as he headed back to my car. "I've actually been living with Nana, taking care of her. When she had to go to the hospital, I got this place. We weren't sure what to do with her house.""I'm sorry, I didn't—""It's okay, Jaynie. This place was a steal. Besides, Nana left me her house in her will, so once we clean the place out, I'll be moving back there.""What? That's wonderful! Congrats, Alex. I know you love it there." I couldn't stop myself from hugging him. Or feeling the slightest bit jealous. When our eyes met again, I stepped back and shut the driver's side door. I cleared my throat and my thoughts. "So, let's see what we've got.""Be careful of the first step." He held out his hand and helped me up to the front porch. He wrestled with the lock on the door and then it swung open into a clean living room. The carpet was definitely dated, and the walls needed a good coat of paint, but his modern leather and oak furniture minimized the noticeable eyesores. "Want something to drink?""Sure, whatever you're having." I glanced around, setting my purse on an end table. Typical masculine knickknacks decorated the few shelves on the walls: various sports paraphernalia, photos of Alex and his buddies, a couple of dusty mugs from a tavern in Florida.My eyes stopped on a photo of two young kids. A boy and a girl. The glass was cleaner than the rest of the photos, and the metal frame was brushed nickel rather than the standard black plastic frames on the others."That's us at Nana's pond." Alex handed me a glass of cola and picked up the frame. He took a sip of his own soda and put the frame back after a moment, snorting softly. "I shoved you into the water after she snapped the picture."I gulped. I had forgotten that part. That when Nana had lifted her camera, she'd told Alex to put his arm around me and smile. He hadn't wanted to hug me. Maybe I'd pretended all along that he liked hanging out with me.But he'd kept the picture. He'd kept it clean and prominently displayed.I took a sip of my drink and moved to sit on the sofa. The leather squeaked as I sank into the corner with a soft sigh. It was comfortable. So much so that I toed off my heels and curled my legs up underneath me. The heat of the afternoon sun streaming in the bare window behind me warmed the material, and I laid my head back for a moment and breathed deep."It's quiet here." I kept my eyes closed and smiled sadly. "I miss this."The sofa squeaked again, and the weight on the cushion next to me shifted."Me, too."For the longest time, neither of us talked. The only sound was the clinking of ice in our glasses and the occasional car driving by outside. I didn't want to move. I wished I could just curl

 The Funeral CourtshipAbandoned Childhood wishes, finally fulfilled.Based on a post by secret sexy writer. Listen to the Podcast at Connected.I had known Alex Newberry my entire life. He was the boy down the street during my childhood, the boy behind me throughout school, and the boy who I always wished would see me as more than just "one of the boys." Especially since I was a girl.But I'd never pressed for anything more. I didn't want to ruin our friendship. His family was my second family. Even his nana considered me as her granddaughter.We'd stayed in touch even after I left town to pursue a new career. Throughout the year, we would exchange Emails and sometimes the occasional text. Only at my birthday and on Christmas did I receive snail mail from him. They were always hilarious and always perfect.The day I received the small envelope in early Fall threw me for a loop. It was written in Alex's neat print and had a pre-printed return label with his address, so I knew it was from him. I just didn't know why. I was even more stunned when I slid my finger under the flap and pulled out the single sheet of paper folded in half.I had been standing by the sofa in the living room when I opened the envelope. My eyes scanned the brief note inside, and my knees gave out. I collapsed to the sofa, tears rimming my eyes.Alex's grandmother, Nana Newberry, had passed away.Visions played in my head like an old home movie. Mostly, they were of the summers swimming in the pond behind her house and the day-trips she'd invite me to go on with Alex. Both of my own grandmothers had passed away when I was still too young to remember them much. My loss was almost as deep as Alex's was.Almost.Once I'd caught my breath, I reached for my cell phone and pulled up his number. I tried to swallow my tears as I heard the line ring. I wasn't surprised to receive his voicemail. He was probably busy making arrangements and handling family."Hey, Alex. It's Jaynie. I got your letter. I'm so sorry. I'm booking a flight out tonight, and I'll be there as soon as I can. If there's anything you need, let me know. See you soon."I was already halfway to my bedroom when I clicked off the phone and shoved it into my pocket. My brain was on autopilot as I dragged my suitcase from the closet and gathered the necessary toiletries from the bathroom cabinets and drawers. I was folding socks and panties when I realized I should call the airport.Less than an hour later, I was in the backseat of a cab and leaving a message on my boss's phone telling him I would be out of town for a couple of days due to a family emergency. I arranged for a rental car and for nightly accommodations nearest to my hometown. I knew there was no place in town to stay, the population being barely just under five hundred. If anything had changed over the years, that definitely wasn't one of them.It wasn't until I was seated on the plane, the city's lights fading into dots below me that I let myself think about Nana again. I missed her hugs the most. Her squishy arms always surrounded me with such love. I felt protected. Wanted. My parents were always busy working. Nana was so much more than just an adoptive grandparent.My mind wandered, and I remembered Alex's hugs. I smiled, laughing softly at the memory of him hugging me tight with a toothy grin while Nana took our picture. Then he pushed me into the pond; with my clothes on. We were only six. But I was old enough to know that I liked Alex more than I liked other boys.I was the only girl in the neighborhood, so I either had to adapt to being a tomboy or be left out. I chose the former, much to my mother's dismay. I allowed her to enroll me in dance classes when she insisted I act more like a girl, but I secretly enjoyed playing with the boys more. I didn't mind being the Indian the cowboys always captured and tied up. Or the robber they arrested with the plastic set of handcuffs. Or even Princess Leia, when they wanted to re-enact Star Wars, especially when Alex got to be Han Solo and rescue me.I must have drifted off because the next thing I heard was the announcement to fasten our seatbelts and put seats and tray-tables in the upright position for landing. The plane was only half-full, so I was soon strolling through the nearly empty terminal and heading downstairs to collect my baggage and rental car. I grabbed a cup of coffee from the only open vendor and asked the information desk for directions to the hotel where I'd made reservations. There was nothing more I could do for Alex tonight.But once I'd reached my destination, the last thing on my mind was sleep. My accommodations were comfortable, but not even a hot shower seemed to help. I crawled beneath the covers and turned on the TV, hoping I'd just fall asleep from boredom and get some rest before the hour drive to my hometown in the morning.A ringing phone and the incessant chatter of a woman and man pulled me out of the strangest dream. I'd been fully dressed and standing by Nana's pond, but I was thirty-four years old, not six. Alex walked towards me, his hands in the front pockets of his jeans, and he flashed his toothy grin at me. I reached for his hand, and I swear I stepped forward, but the next thing I knew, I was falling backwards into the pond. I struggled to swim, the weight of my clothes pulling me underwater. Someone grabbed my hand, and then I woke up.An automated wake-up call answered my sleepy greeting, and I clumsily set the receiver back on the handset and rolled over, groaning. That's when I realized the morning news was playing on the TV. My body felt like it had been through a 5K run; or maybe it had struggled to stay above water. In either case, I dragged myself to the bathroom for another shower.I decided on a simple navy pantsuit and crimson camisole blouse. It was cool but dark enough for the funeral, yet I didn't feel completely dreary in it. Plus it emphasized my curves and long legs. Today, I felt like I wanted to be a girl in front of Alex. Not that it would matter.After securing another cup of coffee, I took a deep breath and pointed the rental car towards my hometown. I remembered where the only funeral home was, and I had plenty of time before the services started. Yet, I was suddenly nervous. I hadn't actually seen Alex in several years, despite our constant contact. I hated the fact that it took something like this to bring us together again. I promised myself that I would visit more often.The parking lot was overflowing when I finally pulled up to the funeral home. I ended up parking half a block away on a side street and walking back to the large Victorian-style house that had been converted into the place where we said goodbye to our loved ones. Trees adorned with vibrantly colored leaves decorated the front yard. It looked like something out of a Norman Rockwell painting, set right in the heart of my hometown.I joined the throng of people who had come to pay their respects, and managed to find a seat in the back of the largest room that was always used for services. The belief in the community was that our two churches were for worship and weddings. Funerals were held at Thompkins & Sons, no matter if you were Catholic or Baptist.I didn't recognize a single person near me, but I was sure that Nana had known most of the town and then some, and I'd been a teenager when I'd left for college. I settled myself in and made sure I had my tissues accessible.The service itself was lovely, and there were lots of tears from everyone. Alex even got up and made a speech at one point. While I knew I was there because of Nana, I couldn't help staring at her grown grandson. His stature had reached at least six feet. He towered over me by at least five inches.I don't remember a word he said, but I could describe him with my eyes closed. His short brown hair, his tailored black suit and tie, the dimple in his right cheek when he smiled. He had green eyes, and I could imagine them sparkling while he talked about his grandmother, the corner of his eyes crinkling with his laughter.People were standing up around me and talking, and I blinked, realizing that the service was over. I wiped at my eyes and stood, not sure what to do now. I slipped out of the row and away from the crowd. It was then that I noticed no one was by the open casket. I quietly made my way to the front of the room and stopped before Nana's permanent expression of peace.Tears tugged at the back of my throat, and I had to stop myself from reaching out to grasp her folded hands. The purple dress she was wearing went well with her silvery hair, and she looked as if she were asleep. I silently thanked her for all the good times we'd had together, for accepting me as one of her grandchildren, for making me feel wanted.I don't know how long I stood there, but I had the feeling that someone was watching me. I needed to move on. I kissed my fingertips and gently pressed them to her rubbery cheek. When I turned to leave, blazing green eyes met mine, and I gasped."Jaynie, you came."And then Alex's arms pulled me against his hard body.I wrapped him in my arms and held him tight, resting my cheek on his shoulder. I couldn't believe how good he felt. Something deep inside of me stirred, and I had to force it back down. He was my best friend. It would never be anything more than that."Of course I came. I left you a message. I took the red-eye last night.""I'm sorry, I haven't checked my phone. I hoped you'd come, but I wasn't counting on it. "I pulled away to look at his face. Our eyes met again, and I groaned inwardly. "I wouldn't have missed this for anything. She was like my own grandmother. Thank you for letting me know.""What about work?""They'll survive without me for a couple of days." I laughed and before I could wipe away my tears, his thumb brushed my cheek. I sucked back my breath and hid my surprise with a smile. "What can I do to help now that I'm here?"Alex stared at me for a moment, a lopsided grin on his face. He blinked, and then his toothy grin came out full force, dimple included. "There's a dinner at Nana's house after we go to the cemetery. Do you have a car?""I have a rental. I'm staying in Rosewood at the Holiday Inn.""Let me tell Mom and Dad I'll meet them. Do you mind driving?""No, lead the way." I smiled and even felt a little giddy when he grabbed my hand and pulled me through the crowd that was slowly filtering out the front doors. I barely had a chance to say hello to his parents before he was heading in the direction where I said I'd parked my car. And then we were pulling out to line up behind the black sedan his parents were riding in and the hearse idling before them.It suddenly occurred me to that everyone else was going to be following me. I must have looked nervous because Alex grasped my hand on the gearshift between us and squeezed it."I'm glad you're here."I swallowed heavily and turned to smile at him. He was watching me, something unreadable in those green eyes. I opened my mouth to ask him what he was thinking, but nothing came out. And then he let go of my hand and motioned that we should move.I was in a daze as I drove to the cemetery, sat through the rest of the ceremony, and climbed back into my car and drove us to Nana's house. It wasn't until we were sitting in her driveway that I felt the tears return. I hadn't been here in so many years I couldn't count them. I had been a horrible granddaughter, adopted or not."I know. I miss her, too." Alex squeezed my hand again and then got out.I swiped the back of my hand across my eyes and climbed out, automatically locking the car."No one's going to steal it," Alex laughed. It was a deep, comforting sound.I shrugged. "It's just a habit."He laughed again and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, guiding me up the drive. People were mingling on the wrap-around front porch, and the smell of fried chicken wafted out the screen on the front door.It felt and smelled like home.I had eaten my share of food and then some. At some point, Alex and I became separated amongst all the guests. I took the opportunity to sneak upstairs to use the larger bathroom. On my way back, I passed the room Nana used to sit in and work on projects. I remember her teaching me how to sew as I sat on a little cushioned stool.I smiled, knowing I could sew a button back onto a blouse or a pair of pants, but that was all now. The sound from downstairs grew fainter as I moved closer to the window on the far side of the room. The pond in the backyard glittered back under the noon sun. Weeping Willows outlined the oasis of my youth, and for a moment, I longed for those days.I longed to have Nana hug me one more time. The last time she had, I was leaving for college. She told me to be a good girl and make my parents proud. I couldn't remember the last time I'd hugged my parents. Or seen them face-to-face. We talked about once a month, but they were always traveling now that they were retired. I bit back a laugh at the irony.I wandered back downstairs, smiling and nodding at people who recognized me, although I couldn't say who they were. That was the problem with small towns, and with moving away. All of the elderly people remembered when you were born and whom your parents were, but you rarely remembered anything about them, much less their names.The crowd was smaller now, and I heard several women in the dining room and kitchen cleaning up the dishes. I hugged my arms to my chest and slowly walked down the long hallway to the back of the house. Framed photos hung on both sides of the wall, and I suddenly wished I'd had a grandmother growing up who'd had pictures of me on display. As much as Nana had tried to make me feel accepted in her home, I really wasn't a part of her family.I pushed pending tears away and stepped out the back door and down the steps to the yard. The sun was warm, and the pond beckoned me to it. I found myself standing on the small wooden dock Alex's dad had built. One of the boards was broken, and the weather had done a good job fading the stain, but otherwise it was still sturdy.A warm breeze blew up off the water, rustling through the switches on the Willow. I stretched out my arms to feel it, and took a big sigh. I hadn't felt so relaxed in a long time. While I didn't mind my job, I didn't love it. While I loved traveling, I didn't like having to do it for work.What I wouldn't give to be able to come home at the end of the day and sit out on a porch like the one at Nana's and watch the sun go down instead of watching it from the sixth-floor balcony of my high-rise in the city. To hear the sound of crickets in the evening instead of the rush of traffic.A board creaked behind me, and I spun around. Someone grabbed my hand as I stepped back, and I was suddenly back in my dream. I gasped and struggled to regain my balance. Instead of falling backwards into the water, I was jerked forward and into Alex's strong embrace."Whoa! You okay, Jaynie?"I caught my breath and swallowed, blinking away the remnants of my dream. "Yeah. Thanks. I must have slipped.""Everyone's gone home." He dropped his arms but didn't move away."I'm sorry, I didn't realize. I'll be on my way." I started to walk past him, but he grabbed my wrist."Stay." He released my hand and cleared his throat. "Please stay."I lifted my eyes to his and held his gaze. I wanted to reach out to touch him, to caress his cheek, to run my fingers through his hair. But I refrained and kept my hands at my sides. "Okay."His smile lit up his whole face, but there was a shadow in his eyes. He stared at me a moment longer and then said, "Let's go back to my place so we can talk."I blinked, realizing what he'd said, and then I brushed away any ulterior motives. Of course, we'd go back to his place. We couldn't stay at Nana's. He'd be most comfortable in his home. And I wanted to see it. I really did.We said goodbye to his parents inside, and then I followed his car across town to his small house. I parked behind him in a gravel driveway overgrown with weeds and stared at the weather-beaten boards of the house, the crooked front steps, the boards over one of the windows."It's just a rental," Alex laughed. He climbed out and ran his hand back through his hair as he headed back to my car. "I've actually been living with Nana, taking care of her. When she had to go to the hospital, I got this place. We weren't sure what to do with her house.""I'm sorry, I didn't—""It's okay, Jaynie. This place was a steal. Besides, Nana left me her house in her will, so once we clean the place out, I'll be moving back there.""What? That's wonderful! Congrats, Alex. I know you love it there." I couldn't stop myself from hugging him. Or feeling the slightest bit jealous. When our eyes met again, I stepped back and shut the driver's side door. I cleared my throat and my thoughts. "So, let's see what we've got.""Be careful of the first step." He held out his hand and helped me up to the front porch. He wrestled with the lock on the door and then it swung open into a clean living room. The carpet was definitely dated, and the walls needed a good coat of paint, but his modern leather and oak furniture minimized the noticeable eyesores. "Want something to drink?""Sure, whatever you're having." I glanced around, setting my purse on an end table. Typical masculine knickknacks decorated the few shelves on the walls: various sports paraphernalia, photos of Alex and his buddies, a couple of dusty mugs from a tavern in Florida.My eyes stopped on a photo of two young kids. A boy and a girl. The glass was cleaner than the rest of the photos, and the metal frame was brushed nickel rather than the standard black plastic frames on the others."That's us at Nana's pond." Alex handed me a glass of cola and picked up the frame. He took a sip of his own soda and put the frame back after a moment, snorting softly. "I shoved you into the water after she snapped the picture."I gulped. I had forgotten that part. That when Nana had lifted her camera, she'd told Alex to put his arm around me and smile. He hadn't wanted to hug me. Maybe I'd pretended all along that he liked hanging out with me.But he'd kept the picture. He'd kept it clean and prominently displayed.I took a sip of my drink and moved to sit on the sofa. The leather squeaked as I sank into the corner with a soft sigh. It was comfortable. So much so that I toed off my heels and curled my legs up underneath me. The heat of the afternoon sun streaming in the bare window behind me warmed the material, and I laid my head back for a moment and breathed deep."It's quiet here." I kept my eyes closed and smiled sadly. "I miss this."The sofa squeaked again, and the weight on the cushion next to me shifted."Me, too."For the longest time, neither of us talked. The only sound was the clinking of ice in our glasses and the occasional car driving by outside. I didn't want to move. I wished I could just curl

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Get ready kids someone is on FIRE today! A great question gets the guys really talking today, actually all week and you MUST listen through to the end of the week. They guys discuss the topic of courtship and dating.

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Send us a text!In this episode, Brian and Eric talk about the upcoming singles mixer, the problematic dating scene, and what Christians can do about it. They discuss courtship from a biblical perspective, as well as the three weddings that occurred in 2025 from the previous New Christendom Press conference. Finally, we share an interview with Sam & Chase, who met at the 2024 conference, got married the same year, and are expecting their first child. They discuss how best to approach the singles mixer, and why you shouldn't just sit on your hands as a single person and hope things work out.NCP Singles Mixer: https://www.newchristendompress.com/2025Did you know supporters of the show get ad-free video and audio episodes delivered early and access to our patron exclusive show The Deus Vault?https://www.patreon.com/thekingshallAre you a business owner looking to strengthen your cyber security? Armored Haven is here to help you.https://www.armoredhaven.com/Check out the Farmer Bill's Provisions's products. Click the link below to claim 20% off.https://farmerbillsprovisions.com/discount/KINGSVisit KeepwisePartners.com or call Derrick Taylor at 781-680-8000 to schedule a free consultation.https://keepwise.partners/Looking for a reformed design partner? Check out LivingStones Studios.https://livingstones.studio/Looking for that perfect cigar tray? Check out Rooted Pines Homestead hand crafted cigar tray: https://www.rootedpineshomestead.com/product-page/cigar-trayThis episode is sponsored by New Dominion Design Co. Visit their website to learn more about their custom design services.http://newdominiondesignco.com/Talk to Joe Garrisi about managing your wealth with Backwards Planning Financial.https://backwardsplanningfinancial.com/Visit Muzzle-Loaders.com and get 10% off your first order when you use the coupon code KINGSHALL at checkout.https://muzzle-loaders.com/Support the show:https://www.patreon.com/thekingshall

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In this heartfelt and humor-filled episode, Mining Minds sits down with the unforgettable Patti Haye — mother, grandmother, storyteller, and true pioneer of family life. At 87 years young, Patti takes us on a powerful journey through her life growing up post World War II, navigating early motherhood, and supporting a family through decades of cross-country moves, strikes, and the Alaskan wilderness. With stories that span barefoot days in the Yakima Valley to raising children in harsh winters and small mining towns, Patti reminds us of what resilience looks like. She talks about building homes from scratch (literally and metaphorically), the challenges of living frugally, and the joys of doing it all with love. From all of us at Mining Minds — Happy Mother's Day! To the women holding it down in work boots, office chairs, at home, or in the classrooms — this episode is for you. Thank you for the strength, love, and lessons you pass on every day. Pour a cup of coffee (or scotch) and tune in for one of our most touching conversations yet.   Sponsors:  Heavy Metal Equipment & Rentals GBC-NORCAT Liebherr Mining Chapters:  12:10 Young Love  21:29 Courtship, wedding bells, and a $5 dress 34:33 Haul Trucks and Maintaining  48:32 North to Alaska 1:05:32 Earthquakes and Endurance 1:17:11 Lower 48 1:26:39 Metaphysics  1:34:21 Early Childhood Development 1:39:11 Telling stories in the middle of it  

This week, Pastor Brett explores the timeless principles of dating and courtship as illustrated in the Song of Songs, emphasizing the importance of attraction, shared values, and building relationships on love and respect, while also discussing red and green flags to look for in potential partners.

https://www.maynardvillefellowship.com/wp-content/uploads/2025/05/Panel-4-30-25.mp3 You've probably noticed a resurgence of a 'weird' old term; courtship. What's the big deal? Who cares what you call it, right? Well... wrong actually. Listen as the elders at Maynardville Fellowship discuss another controversial, yet extremely important topic.

Got Questions?⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ https://calendly.com/conrad-rodriguez/30-minute-coaching-session⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://edynathan.com/https://www.facebook.com/EdyNathanPsychotherapy/https://www.instagram.com/edynathan/https://www.youtube.com/user/edynathanIn this episode of the Masculine Health Solutions podcast, CJ Rodriguez and Edie Nathan delve into the complexities of grief, trauma, and healing. Edie shares her personal experiences with loss and how it has shaped her understanding of grief as a dance of self-discovery. They discuss the different ways grief manifests, the importance of acknowledging emotions, and the role of spirituality in the healing process. The conversation also touches on the impact of sexual grief and identity, the significance of therapy, and practical steps for personal growth. Ultimately, they emphasize the importance of embracing emotional lives and the lessons learned through grief.Chapters00:00 Understanding Grief: A Personal Journey03:05 The Dance with Grief: Healing and Self-Discovery05:57 The Impact of Trauma: Big Gs and Little Gs08:55 The Role of Spirituality in Grief12:09 Navigating Sexual Grief and Identity14:55 The Courtship of Therapy: Beginning the Healing Process18:01 The Amnesia of Love: Reconnecting with Emotions21:01 Liberation Protocols: Overcoming Self-Loathing24:06 The Importance of Presence in Relationships27:08 Finding Meaning in Grief: Lessons Learned29:58 Practical Steps for Healing and Growth33:04 Conclusion: Embracing Emotional LivesEMAIL CJ: mhs.pcasts@gmail.comSupport the Show Click a Link BelowBelow

Greg Jenner is joined by guests Dr Sally Holloway and comedian Cariad Lloyd in the long 18th Century to explore Georgian love and courtship.Forget Bridgerton and Jane Austen – this is a historical how-to guide to finding a spouse in Georgian England. This episode takes you through a typical courtship in the era, from where to meet a potential partner, what gifts to buy them, and how much involvement your parents might have in the whole affair. This was a time when penning a love letter was a serious commitment, whilst sweets and spoons were considered flirtations of the highest order!This is a radio edit of the original podcast episode. For the full-length version, please look further back in the feed.Hosted by: Greg Jenner Research by: Bethan Davies Written and produced by: Emmie Rose Price-Goodfellow, Emma Nagouse and Greg Jenner Project Management: Isla Matthews Audio Producer: Steve Hankey Executive editor: Philip Sellars

A few weeks ago, I had professor and author Marco Arnaudo on the show. We talked about his amazing book, Tabletop Revolution. One of the many games I bought because this book was A Universal Truth. It was in the card games section. Marco talked about how cards have evolved from their rudimentary beginnings as just a suit and a number to multi-use, multi-functional components. He mentioned A Universal Truth:  The Strategic Game of Courtship, designed by Patrick Einheber, self-published by Danger Toad Games via The Game Crafter.What drew me to this game truly was Marco talking about how Patrick used every inch, every side, every bit of the card to move the game forward.As happened many times while I was reading Tabletop Revolution, I put my copy down, picked up my phone, and immediately did some digging into A Universal Truth. I reached out to the designer, who graciously mailed me a copy. When it arrived, Edward and I carefully tore into it.In A Universal Truth, you and your coworkers are trying to woo your loved one. To do this, you must meet or exceed all of their requirements: affection, social amity, accomplishments, and of course money. That is just the basic version of the game. I will explain more later in the episode. So, put on your ascot and monocle, gather your coworkers, and see who can court their love first in A Universal Truth.Directing people to the get the games tab

Queen Elizabeth I's later in life romance with the French prince, Francois, Duke of Anjou, is seldom explored at great length, despite the clear affection for which the two felt for each other, so why? Well to discuss this I am pleased to welcome historian David Lee onto the podcast. In 2023 David's book, 'The Queens Frog Prince, the Courtship of Elizabeth I and the Duke of Anjou' was released, and acts as the basis for our conversation, so get comfortable and prepare to learn all about an aspect of Elizabeth I's life that rarely gets the attention it deserves.

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 Courtship can feel like a lonely road—especially for Muslim women navigating it with strong values, big dreams, and a desire to do things the right way. Whether you're feeling like no one around you “gets it,” tired of getting advice that doesn't align with your faith or goals, or silently questioning if you're the only one struggling—this episode is your reminder: you're not alone.In this episode of Patterned, we explore: ✨ Why isolation in courtship is so common for high-achieving Muslim women ✨ How lack of aligned support can lead to self-doubt, overthinking, and emotional burnout ✨ What it really means to have a "village" of women around you who understand and uplift you ✨ The role of sacred sisterhood in healing patterns, restoring confidence, and staying aligned with your values ✨ Practical ways to connect with community, even if you feel like you're the only one on this journeyYou'll also learn how being in intentional, aligned spaces like coaching communities, pattern rewiring groups, and sisterhood circles can be the very thing that transforms your courtship experience—and helps you show up as your most confident, supported, and emotionally clear self.

The male green anole is very territorial and puts on a showy display to attract his mates.

This week, Keith and Mike attempt to rank the most important superficial traits that influence male sexual desire, beginning with a list that includes weight, ethnicity, facial attractiveness, figure, and everything else. What begins as an exercise in prioritization soon becomes a deep dive into personal biases, aesthetic heuristics, and a surprising amount of geometry. Keith provides a mechanical breakdown of sexual logistics with overweight partners, which leads to a somewhat academic discussion of bodily angles and the limitations of certain sexual positions. Mike contributes moral support, skepticism, and vivid analogies involving sport-fucking and Eastern European machinery. From there, the conversation leads to the relationship between apparent enthusiasm during sex and perceived long-term viability as a partner. The hosts consider whether women might accidentally disqualify themselves from relationship consideration by enjoying themselves too much during a first hookup. They explore the intersection of perceived chastity, authenticity of arousal, and the complicated social signaling involved in early sexual encounters. At no point does anyone suggest that human mating psychology is simple, pleasant, or fair. Later, the two evaluate a listener question involving pegging, face-sitting, and the limits of vulnerability in sexual dynamics. Mike posits that being a "vulnerable and whimpering mess" may carry a cost in perceived masculinity, especially outside the bedroom. Keith agrees, citing personal experiences and a fatherly punch in the film My Girl as evidence that competence and dominance remain socially desirable traits. The show wraps up with a discussion of another listener whose girlfriend experiences post-sex disgust and sadness. Various hypotheses are considered, including religious shame, misaligned intimacy expectations, and the absence of orgasms. Mike, citing their podcasting experience as a credential, suggests that breaking up may be the simplest solution. Twitter: @ymmvpod Facebook: ymmvpod Email: ymmvpod@gmail.com

In today's episode of the Captivating Courtship Podcast, we're diving into one of the biggest mistakes high-achieving women make in the first 30 days of courtship—and how it silently sabotages meaningful connection.If you've ever felt the need to prove your worth, push the relationship forward, or dismiss men too quickly—this episode will speak directly to your heart.Discover how masculine “doing” energy shows up in the early stages of courtship and how shifting into feminine alignment can help you attract emotionally available love with ease and clarity.Why high-achieving women unconsciously fall into masculine energy in the first 30 days of courtshipHow over-investing or overanalyzing too soon leads to emotional burnout and self-sabotageThe difference between healthy observation and fear-based judgmentHow to receive love without performance, pressure, or proving your worthSimple mindset shifts to stay grounded in feminine energy while navigating new connections

Wednesday Night Live 26 March 2025In this episode, we discuss the evolving dynamics of modern relationships, focusing on changing perceptions of male attractiveness among women and the impact of societal pressures. We explore how prioritizing social validation affects romantic connections and emphasize the importance of emotional bonds in courtship. Additionally, we analyze the influence of economic pressures on family structures and community support, encouraging listeners to reflect on their own experiences and values in navigating today's relationship landscape.GET MY NEW BOOK 'PEACEFUL PARENTING', THE INTERACTIVE PEACEFUL PARENTING AI, AND THE FULL AUDIOBOOK!https://peacefulparenting.com/Join the PREMIUM philosophy community on the web for free!Subscribers get 12 HOURS on the "Truth About the French Revolution," multiple interactive multi-lingual philosophy AIs trained on thousands of hours of my material - as well as AIs for Real-Time Relationships, Bitcoin, Peaceful Parenting, and Call-In Shows!You also receive private livestreams, HUNDREDS of exclusive premium shows, early release podcasts, the 22 Part History of Philosophers series and much more!See you soon!https://freedomain.locals.com/support/promo/UPB2025

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Listen up, fetid moppets. Is there any truth in the painting “The Courtship of Kier and Imogene”? Is Jame just a singular James? What is the original purpose of the chip? Kier will reveal all in this feedback episode of Waffle Poddy. Pete Peppers YouTube Got feedback? Send it to severance@baldmove.com. Hey there! Check out https://support.baldmove.com/ to find out how you can gain access to ALL of our premium content, as well as ad-free versions of the podcasts, for just $5 a month! Join the Club! Join the discussion: Email | Discord | Reddit | Forums Follow us: Twitch | YouTube | Twitter | Instagram | Facebook Leave Us A Review on Apple Podcasts Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Glorious Exploits by Ferdia Lennon is a novel that takes us back to ancient Syracuse, where war, art, and humanity collide. This gripping tale follows two down-on-their-luck potters who hatch an audacious plan to produce a performance of the works of Euripedes despite the fact that their actors are prisoners of war and their stage set a death camp in a marble pit. It's a story of resilience, friendship, and the power of art in the face of destruction, but did it make for a good book club book?  Regular book-club reporter Phil Chaffee dials in from New York to join Kate alongside keen readers and returning pod guests Emily Bohill and Sarah Oliver in London.  And find out Laura's thoughts at the end as we consider what makes Glorious Exploits such a standout debut, whether or not you need to know about Classical history to enjoy it, and why the audio version is such a particular joy. All this plus our recommendations for follow on reads inspired by Glorious Exploits. Booklist The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion by Beth Brower The Years by Annie Ernaux Rejection by Tony Tulathimutte  You Dreamed of Empires by Ávaro Enrigue  Metamorphoses by Ovid Piranesi by Susanna Clarke  Enter Ghost by Isabella Hammad  The Netanyahus by Joshua Cohen Circe by Madeleine Miller Patreon Signing up for membership is a great way to support the show, and in return you'll have access to weeklyish bonus episodes, plus the archive of back episodes to enjoy. At the higher tier you can join the podcast book club, currently reading Hateship, Friendship, Loveship, Courtship, Marriage by Alice Munroe. I'd love to have you join us. Instagram & Threads @bookclubreviewpodcast Web Our full archive of episdoes with shownotes  

In this segment of Discipleship for Dads, Kevin, Todd Strawser, Danny Craig, and Bill Roach discuss the challenges of marriage, dating, and courtship. How important is it to cultivate a loving and understanding relationship with a daughter? How can dads avoid from falling into the pitfalls of apathy and control, when it comes to navigating the maze of courtship, dating, and suitors? This program includes: 1. The World View in 5 Minutes with Adam McManus (“House of David” is visually stunning and spiritually rich, Homeschooling could be restricted in several states, Trump pauses military aid to Ukraine) 2. Generations with Kevin Swanson

In this segment of Discipleship for Dads, Kevin, Todd Strawser, Danny Craig, and Bill Roach discuss the challenges of marriage, dating, and courtship. How important is it to cultivate a loving and understanding relationship with a daughter? How can dads avoid from falling into the pitfalls of apathy and control, when it comes to navigating the maze of courtship, dating, and suitors?This program includes:1. The World View in 5 Minutes with Adam McManus ("House of David" is visually stunning and spiritually rich, Homeschooling could be restricted in several states, Trump pauses military aid to Ukraine)2. Generations with Kevin Swanson

A new MP3 sermon from Generations Radio is now available on SermonAudio with the following details: Title: A Father's Role in Dating and Courtship - Discipleship for Dads Speaker: Kevin Swanson Broadcaster: Generations Radio Event: Radio Broadcast Date: 3/5/2025 Length: 57 min.

Host Meg Wolitzer presents two stories about women whose social boundaries are changed.  In “Somebody's Daughter,” by Amy Silverberg, a young woman flirts with transgression as one way of defining herself.  The reader is Hettienne Park.  In Julie Otsuka's “Evacuation Order No. 19,” a wife and mother makes hard decisions during World War II.  The reader is Jennifer Ikeda. 

Send us a textThis episode discusses the unique challenges and blessings of being single as a Christian, focusing on the importance of nurturing a relationship with God above all else. The hosts share personal insights about overcoming loneliness, staying active in ministry, and trusting God's timing for relationships.• Emphasizing the priority of a relationship with God over romantic pursuits• Navigating loneliness while remaining committed to faith• The role of community in providing emotional support for singles• Encouraging singles to pursue their spiritual journey without distraction• Sharing personal stories of waiting and trusting in God• Highlighting the significance of Scriptures in guiding relationship standards• Promoting the idea of finding purpose in service to God during singlehood• Understanding the spiritual implications of fornication and relationship choicesJesus Christ, he's the King of Kings and he's the Lord of Lords, and don't forget to like, share and subscribe. Support the showSocial Media/Follow Us: Website:https://www.calledbygodpodcast.com/IG: https://www.instagram.com/cbg.podcast/Twitter: https://twitter.com/CalledbyGodPodTikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@calledbygodpodcast

Have you ever found yourself deeply connected to a man—feeling the attraction, the chemistry, and the emotional bond—only to realize months or even years later that he's still not ready to marry?You keep waiting, hoping, and trying to make things work, but deep down, you know this relationship isn't leading to marriage. This is the #1 mistake keeping high-achieving Muslim women stuck in confusion: staying in relationships that aren't going anywhere.In this episode, I'm breaking down:✔️ Why so many women waste time in relationships that don't lead to marriage✔️ How to stop chasing commitment and start making high-quality courtship decisions✔️ The Captivating Courtship Code (CCC) process that helps women take back their power and attract a commitment-ready husbandIf you're tired of uncertainty and ready to step into a confident, aligned approach to courtship, this episode is for you!Why women stay in relationships that don't lead to marriage and how to recognize the early signsThe biggest mindset shift you need to start making confident courtship decisionsThe difference between men who are commitment-ready vs. men who waste your timeThe 3 essential elements of a crystal-clear Vision of Love that helps you attract marriageA real-life CCC success story of a high-achieving woman who broke free from waiting for the wrong man and got married within monthsHow you can start making empowered, high-quality courtship decisions todayThis free training, “How to Qualify, Court, Commit: A Workshop for High-Achieving Muslim Women Ready for Marriage” is happening soon, and you don't want to miss it!Save Your Seat Now: Register NowThis exclusive training will show you:✅ How to qualify the right men for marriage and avoid dead-end relationships✅ The exact steps to move from courtship to marriage without pressure or fear✅ The mindset shifts and courtship strategy that have helped countless women attract commitment-ready menSpots are limited, so register now!

Showing affection in courtship? Family members attending birth? Our Lady of Good Health: a Catholic devotion? Why two feasts of Saint Peter's Chair? Ecclesiastes 9, 5: "the dead know nothing"? Pray for Francis' conversion and repentance! Stuck in the New Order? Lawfare vs Trump: Trolls to Ring Wraiths! Pray America follows Christ! Comments: Fr Jenkins - heretic or oracle? This episode was recorded on 2/18/2025. Our Links: http://linkwcb.com/ Please consider making a monetary donation to What Catholics Believe. Father Jenkins remembers all of our benefactors in general during his daily Mass, and he also offers one Mass on the first Sunday of every month specially for all supporters of What Catholics Believe. May God bless you for your generosity! https://www.wcbohio.com/donate Subscribe to our other YouTube channels: ‪@WCBHighlights‬ ‪@WCBHolyMassLivestream‬ May God bless you all!

xXx[FinDom]xXx wrote (5:34a LST): once again i find myself enjoying an episode for entirely different reasons than most, because i am burdened to be one of the few who knows what subtext is. yeah, sure, your boy got his kiss. but here's the thing: for a genre that's usually notorious for dragging out the will-they-won't-they until the heat death of the universe, Courtship sure is pushing rembrandt really hard, huh? almost like it wants you to think that's what's "supposed" to happen, which is the same opinion held by Starcadia's parents? Aurelia's glance wasn't just generically "meaningful," it was asking Star a question: is this what you want? it clearly points to Starelia being endgame. rembrandt is just a pit stop along the way. also, goddammit, why is it always elves? "my unique and mysterious alien race looks exactly like if we put some modeling putty on a human's ear." wow how exciting i'm so intrigued. i bet they're gonna really strain the budget two episodes from now when we meet a new alien who's got nose ridges or some shit CREDITS: Iris Christianson as Trace Vector Tyberius Wilson as Bridgerton Larch Zoe Tunnell as Genevieve St. Cloud Crystal Zaslavchik as Leila Marino, Lietunant of Mare Cognitum Luke Varner as The GM Additional Voices by Max Knightley MUSIC BY MAX KNIGHTLEY EDITED BY LUKE VARNER CONTENT WARNING: This episode contains knife violence and body horror.

Send us a textThis episode explores the significance of faith in shaping relationships, advocating for self-control and purpose in the pursuit of marriage. We discuss the evolution of dating practices, the importance of establishing a relationship with God, and strategies for navigating love within a Christian context.• Understanding signs from God in the pursuit of marriage • The changing landscape of motherhood and womanhood • Self-control and its implications in relationships • Encouragement for young men seeking a spouse • The foundation of love reflected in Christ's relationship with the church • Navigating modern dating with biblical principles • The importance of titles in relationships • Empowering singles to adopt a faith-based approach to loveSupport the showSocial Media/Follow Us: Website:https://www.calledbygodpodcast.com/IG: https://www.instagram.com/cbg.podcast/Twitter: https://twitter.com/CalledbyGodPodTikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@calledbygodpodcast

If you're a high-achieving woman, you've built a successful career, your finances are in order, and you've checked off personal milestones—but when it comes to love, things aren't falling into place. You keep attracting emotionally unavailable men, relationships that fizzle out, or connections that leave you questioning,Why does this keep happening to me?In today's episode, we're uncovering:The real reason high-achieving women struggle with courtshipThe three biggest roadblocks keeping you stuck in frustrating dating cyclesHow to stop overthinking and take aligned action toward a meaningful relationshipThe proven process to confidently navigate courtship toward commitment and marriageIf you're tired of dating confusion and ready for a clear, intentional path to love, this episode is for you.You Don't Have a Proven Process for CourtshipJust like in your career, success in love requires a step-by-step strategy, not guesswork.You Struggle with Emotional GuardingYou may be great at expressing thoughts but struggle to build deep emotional connections.You're Overthinking Instead of Taking Aligned ActionWaiting for the “perfect moment” keeps you stuck—real love is about alignment, not timing.Solution?Gain clarity, confidence, and a framework to attract the right relationship.Ready to break free from frustrating relationship cycles and finally attract the right man for marriage?Join the free live training:How to Qualify, Court, Commit: A Workshop for High-Achieving Muslim Women Ready for MarriageSave Your Seat Now:Register HereIn this training, you'll learn:The exact steps to transform your courtship journeyHow to identify and attract commitment-ready menThe framework that has helped women move from confusion to clarity in loveLimited spots available—don't miss this opportunity.Will you still be meeting men who aren't serious a year from now?Still stuck in situationships, second-guessing yourself?Still wondering when it will finally happen for you?Nothing changes if nothing changes. If you're listening to this, you know it's time for a shift.Take the next step now.Join the free webinar:Register HereIf you found this episode helpful, share it with a friend and subscribe for more insights.See you inside the free training—your next-level relationship starts now.Links to Your Next Steps:Book a Courtship Clarity ConsultationJoin The Captivating Courtship Code CoachingGet The Courtship BlueprintFREE Captivating Courtship PlaybookFREE Queen of Courtship QuizFollow or DM us on Instagram@captivatingcourtshipDon't forget to leave apodcast review!Key Takeaways:Free Webinar: How to Qualify, Court, CommitWhat Happens If You Don't Take Action?Call to Action:

Heartbreaker2196 wrote (03:52a LST): GREAT episode of The Courtship this week for TRUE BELIEVERS in REAL ROMANCE. It's so obvious that Starcadia and Rembrandt are made for each other! I don't know why anyone even brings up Aurelia anymore. So WHAT if they shared another “meaningful glance” at each other! I don't care that it happened right as Remby went in to kiss her! As you can see on the scoreboard, Aurelia has been kissed zero times. Let's keep track of that as the season goes on. Anyway, what did everyone think about this new kingdom of space-faring elves that just showed up? I wouldn't be surprised if that Thorniforous gentleman tries to work his way between Stari and Remby… Not that it will matter! CREDITS: Molly Rhinebeck as L.E. Booktok Maxie Knightley as Lavender Spadeheart and Flip.exe Lexi Waltner as Marci Campbell Fabby Garza as Alpha AKA Anna Mike Painter as Hercule Heavensward Luke Varner as The GM Additional Voices by Tyberius Wilson and Crystal Zaslavchik MUSIC BY MAXIE KNIGHTLEY EDITED BY LUKE VARNER CONTENT WARNING: This episode contains mind control and gun violence.

Common eiders are the largest duck in the Northern Hemisphere, with some tipping the scales at nearly 6 pounds. They are also the most widely distributed and heavily harvested sea duck in the world. In North America alone, there are 4 subspecies of the common eider. On this episode, Dr. Sarah Gutowsky and Kate Martin join Dr. Mike Brasher for Part One of our in depth discussion about this highly prized bird. This episode covers all the basics, including how to identify them, where they breed and winter, what their nests look like, and what we've learned from recent research about their ecology and unexpected shenanigans during the nesting season. Tune in for a wealth of information as we lay the foundation for even more discussions to come.Listen now: www.ducks.org/DUPodcastSend feedback: DUPodcast@ducks.org

Social norms take as much of a beating as a vicious owlbear, as the party moves from performative combat to gastrointestinal distress (also performative) in a bid to infiltrate offices and…get out their jerky while not sitting in pies. Tony Sindelar with Annette Wierstra, James Thomson, Kathy Campbell, Steve Lutz and Tiff Arment.

Alessandra Conti, founder of Matchmakers In The City, joins us to discuss how men can be leaders in their relationships and how women can give them the space to do so. Today's Sponsor: Balance of Nature - Get 35% off Your Order + FREE Fiber & Spice Supplements. Use promo code KLAVAN at checkout: https://www.balanceofnature.com/