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207: Cupping — A Path To Renewal Discover how cupping awakens your body's natural vitality with PT PhD Tim Rylander.  Dr Tim explains the method and benefits of this ancient practice.  Tim Rylander Today's Lexi:  Αρχαίος – Archaios – Ancient In Today's Episode: Kiki is on location at Impact Physical Therapy learning the practice of cupping.  Dr Tim Rylander, an expert in many physical modalities, enlightens our audience on why one would get cupping and how it works. Bio: Dr. Tim Rylander is an award-winning Physical Therapist with a passion for empowering individuals toward optimal wellness. As a Board-Certified Orthopedic Clinical Specialist, Certified Manual Therapist, and Credentialed Performance Enhancement Specialist, Tim brings an eclectic, evidence-based approach to complex orthopedic issues. With nearly two decades of experience and multiple advanced certifications, Tim believes in enablement over disablement, guiding patients through effective education and skilled manual therapy to foster their body's innate healing potential and achieve excellent, lasting results. Resources: IMPACT Physical Therapy & Sports Recovery Discover a personalized path to recovery and peak performance at IMPACT Physical Therapy and Sports Recovery, conveniently located at Gateway Square in Hinsdale. We offer comprehensive, holistic physical therapy and advanced recovery solutions, tailored to your unique needs. Our skilled therapists are dedicated to empowering you with lasting pain relief, improved mobility, and the strength to thrive Credits: Music: Spiro Dussias Vocals: Zabrina Hay Graphic Designer: Manos Koumparakis  

Episode 71: This week, we (mostly Catherine, because it's her thing!) answer a customer's question about how to set up a coffee cupping, focusing on the nitty-gritty details of ratios, times, and temps. If you're interested in learning how to taste coffee the way professionals do, give this episode a listen! SEND YOUR QUESTIONS TO: questions@riypod.com NOTES: Cafe Kreyol study "How Long Should Coffee Rest..." Follow Our NEW Instagram Account @RIY_POD CHECK US OUT HERE: Coffee Bean Corral YouTube Coffee Bean Corral Website Current Crop Roasting Shop Website Rancher Wholesale Website

Cabin Cousins: Part 1 Cousins reunion: a childhood friendship becomes love. Based on a post by NewMountain80, in 6 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Connections. Chapter One. It was one of those glorious mid-October days in Minnesota, where morning frost gives way to clear blue skies and temperatures warm enough for wearing tee shirts. My name is Charles, by the way, nice to meet you. Please don't call me Charlie, or Chuck or Chucky, I hate that. I work at a big box home improvement store near my home on the west side of the Twin Cities. I'm eighteen, and have spent most of the summer since graduating, being overworked and underpaid. I took Saturday, Sunday, and half of Friday off so that I could drive up and spend the weekend 'up north' at the family cabin, near Pelican Lake. Built by my great grandfather, Olaf Larson, in the early 1900's, the cabin was a place that anyone in my (quite large) extended family was free to use. The cabin itself is rather small, just a single room, adorned with a century's worth of hunting trophies and antique nick knacks. There were spaces in the woods around the cabin yard where people would park their RV's, and some nice grassy clearings for setting up tents. There was someone there on most weekends between spring and fall, and sometimes it was a pretty full house, with ten or twenty people showing up for a relaxing weekend of doing nothing. This, likely the last weekend of decent weather for the next six months or so, was going to be a busy one. I was halfway through the three hour drive, when my mom called me on my cell phone to make sure I was on my way, and if I had remembered my tent. Yes, I had remembered my tent, and yes, I remembered my sleeping bag and an extra blanket because it was going to get cold at night. Thanks, mom. Then she listed off who was there, and who else was on their way. Aunts and uncles, older brothers and sisters, relatives of every age and variety. My heart skipped a beat though, when she added as an afterthought that my cousin Melissa Olson, was there. Actually, she was my second cousin, but more importantly, she was my friend. Growing up, my weekends were occupied by exploring the woods around the cabin, fishing and swimming in the lake, or just hanging out around the fire pit chatting and telling stories. Many of those weekends, Melissa was right there at my side. I had more in common with her than with any of the male relatives close to my age, in terms of interests and personality, so often it was just the two of us. About three years back, there was some kind of family drama that I really didn't pay attention to, but as a result, the whole branch of the family that Melissa belonged to stopped showing up to family gatherings. I was fifteen at the time, and though I was really sad that I didn't get to see Melissa anymore, I was, you know, fifteen. At that age, there is so much going on in your life that, as sad as a change may be, something else always fills the gap. Once off the phone with my mom, all I could think about was Melissa. Memories of our adventures effervesced in my mind. I thought of the last time I saw her, how she smiled and said "See you next time!" with a quick hug. Through the years growing up, I never really put much thought into her appearance, but remembering that last goodbye, it dawned on me that she had always been quite pretty. At fifteen, she was only a little shorter than my own average height, and had a slim athletic build. She was always big into track and field sports at her school. What I remember most about her was her smile, carefree and easily expressed, and her eyes. She had the most beautiful icy blue eyes I had ever seen, eyes that truly were windows to her soul. Maybe it's just that I knew her so well, but with just one glance at her eyes, I could tell instantly what she was feeling, and have a pretty good idea of what she was thinking about. I wondered if it would be the same way after not seeing her for three years. She was almost exactly the same age as me, having been born in February of 1980, to my January of the same year, which means that she must have graduated high school this year too. I began imagining what she looked like now, and was only a few miles away from the cabin when I realized I had a raging erection. This, was no good. Regardless of how I was getting aroused.  The thought was of a childhood friend who was also a relative. I'll say I wasn't too proud of it, at that moment. I couldn't show up to a family gathering like this. I turned off onto a forestry road that I knew well, and piloted my pickup down one of the narrow overgrown logging trails that deer hunters use, to get to their stands. I've been down all of these trails, and know a hundred places that are perfect for when someone needs a little "alone time". I parked my truck and listened for a minute, just to be sure there wasn't anyone else driving around nearby. Still in the driver's seat, I unbuttoned my fly, and pulled my pants down to my ankles. I wrapped a hand around my cock and sighed with the pleasure of immanent release. Normally I would spunk to fantasies involving girls from high school, or one of the models from the couple of nudie mags I had hidden under my mattress at home. But right then, all I could imagine was Melissa, and my mental image of what she looked like now. I stroked furiously, and felt myself quickly building to orgasm. I hastily rummaged in the door pocket for a napkin with my left hand, found one, and barely had enough time to get it into place before I erupted. I groaned as I came, sending spurt after spurt of cum into the napkin, which wasn't up to the task of containing such a massive load. I sat there for a while, breathing hard, and feeling the cum that had soaked through the napkin ooze onto the palm of my left hand. It had been a while since I had cum that hard or that quickly. As the glow of orgasm faded, I started thinking that it wasn't right to get off like this to Melissa, but I knew I would have been a liar; if I said I wouldn't do it again. I cleaned up as best as I could with a few more napkins, got my pants back up, and checked myself in the vanity mirror just in case there was some glaring evidence that I had just jerked off. Satisfied that I looked normal, I arranged myself in my underwear so that if and when I got another boner, it would at least be pointing down, and not straight out for all of the family to see. I arrived at the cabin a few minutes later. People were spread out, around the yard; reading books, getting fishing equipment ready, or tending the fire in the stone fire pit. I was greeted with waves and hellos; nothing very enthusiastic. I mean, I do see most of these people pretty regularly. And honestly, I wasn't overly excited to see them either. I was however, very excited to see Melissa again, but looking around the yard, I didn't spot her anywhere. Then I heard the sharp crack sound that the cabin's screen door makes when someone lets it's spring slams itself shut. I looked over, and saw Melissa walking around the corner of the cabin. I hope no one saw my jaw drop, because she was gorgeous. She was barefoot, her long athletic legs disappearing beneath a knee-length flower pattern sun dress that flowed around her as she strode. Her hair was longer that she used to have it, and it trailed gracefully behind her, it's sandy blonde color glowing in the sunlight. When she noticed me, her face lit up. The warmth of her smile could have melted a glacier. "Charles!" She squealed. She ran across the yard and practically threw herself into my arms, hugging me tight. I hugged her back, just as tight. "Oh my God, it's so good to see you!" She said, laughing with joy. I don't think anyone had ever been so excited to see me in my entire life, and it felt a bit awkward, but I felt the same about her, so I just went with it. "It's great to see you too." I said. We broke off our hug, but she kept an arm around my back. She started moving towards the cabin, and I went with, putting an arm across her shoulders. "It's been over three years," She said excitedly. "We have so much to catch up on!" I craned my neck up to try and look down on her. "I see you're still a little bit shorter than me?" She poked me in the belly and said with mock sternness. "You're wearing boots. Take them off and we're the same height." Be both laughed, and I was struck again at how beautiful she was. Even her laugh was like music. As we walked, my eyes strayed to her chest, where the slightest bit of a lacy white bra could be seen under the edge of her dress. Her tits were, for lack of a better word, perfect. They weren't large, a B cup I imagined, as if I knew anything about the particulars of tit size. What they were though, were proportionate. They were just the right size and shape for her. I was starting to imagine what they would look like free from any clothes, and must have spent just a few too many seconds looking. Something made me look up at her face, and I saw her watching me with a funny little smile. Our eyes locked, and I was surprised to not only see a lack of offence there, but for all I could tell, she was pleased that I was ogling her. She looked away with a satisfied smile, and gave me a little squeeze with the arm that was still around my back. "Your mom is almost done with dinner. I don't know about you, but I'm starving." Chapter Two. My mom fried up walleye that my older brothers had caught earlier that day, and we all ate more than we should have, but man, nothing is better than pan-fried walleye that was in the lake just a few hours prior. After dinner, when everyone was just lounging around and catching up on gossip, I got my tent out of the bed of my pickup, and started walking towards the farthest away clearing to set it up in. Melissa called out to me. "Can you set mine up too?" "Sure." I called back. "Where do you want it?" "Next to yours is fine. I promise I don't snore too loud." She replied, which got some laughs. I set up the tents, and went back, claiming a spot on one of the benches near the fire. Melissa had changed out of her dress into some loose-fitting jeans and a blue tee shirt. She was in the process of explaining what she had been up to recently. She had moved out of her parent's house in Duluth back in February, on her eighteenth birthday. She didn't have a place to stay yet, so she spent a few weeks living in her car, a beat up old Toyota Camry, before one of her friend's parents took pity on her, and let her stay with them until she got her own place. Now, if you know anything about being in Duluth, Minnesota in February, you can imagine how much that sucked. My heart ached in empathy for her, and I actually teared up a little. Thankfully the wind was shifting around, so I could pass it off as just getting smoke in my eyes. Melissa continued her story, about how the people who had taken her in offered her a part time job to work as a cashier in their store. She worked evenings and weekends until she graduated high school; at which point she got a small apartment south of town. She still worked at their shop, but now pretty much ran the place, which the owners were ecstatic about, because it finally gave them the opportunity to do some traveling. As I listened, I became more and more in awe of Melissa. Let's use me as an example to compare and contrast. I'm of average height for a guy, with an average build. Melissa is slightly above average height for a girl, with a fit and toned body. My face isn't particularly handsome. Again, very average. She has the heart-shaped face of an angel. I live at home with my parents. I don't pay rent. I have an okay job, but what money I make, I tend to spend frivolously. She has her own apartment, a good job, and is saving her own money to go to college next year. I couldn't do anything but watch her as she talked. I noticed tiny details that I never even thought to look for on anyone else; How her neck moved when she talked, how she flipped her head to get her hair out of her face, how every time our eyes met, her smile would get just a little bit wider. I felt utterly unworthy to be in the presence of such a glorious creature. As the night went on, people went off to their beds in their campers and tents, or one of the four beds in the cabin and its three season porch. Eventually it was just me and Melissa. She came over and sat in the old metal glider bench seat, right next to me, resting her head on my shoulder and gazing into the glowing remnants of the fire. "I've missed coming here." She said quietly. "It's so peaceful." "I missed you." I replied. She looked up at me and smiled. "I've missed you too." For a long time we sat there in silence just staring at the red and orange coals. Eventually they were dying away, and we began to see our breath in the increasingly chilly air. Melissa yawned. Even the way she did that, was beautiful to me. "I think it's time for bed." I whispered to her. She nodded in agreement, and I walked with her to where our tents were. She gave me a tired hug, said goodnight, and went into her tent. I entered my own tent, stripped down to my underwear, (I always sleep in just my boxer briefs,) and crawled into my sleeping bag. It was one of those big flannel old-school ones, not one of those small mummy bags. It had enough room inside for me to really sprawl out, and was plenty warm enough for camping in just about any kind of weather. I'm pretty sure I was asleep before my head hit the pillow. I awoke to a rustling in the leaves outside my tent. It was too heavy to be from raccoons. My first thought was that it was a black bear, as it wasn't unusual for a black bear to wonder through the cabin yard. But when I heard the zipper to the tent flap, I was reassured. I was confused though, as to who would be coming into my tent in the middle of the night. The flap opened, and I saw a silhouette, blond hair glowing silver in the moonlight. My heart instantly started racing. Was I dreaming? Melissa was sneaking into my tent! With the moonlight coming through the open tent flap, she could see that I was awake. "I'm c-cold." She whispered. Without thinking, I opened up my sleeping bag. "Come on." I whispered. She crawled into the tent, zipping up the flap behind her, then scrambled into my sleeping bag with me, still fully dressed. She was freezing. I pulled her in tight to me, spooning her from behind, and wrapping one arm under her neck, the other one over her, and wrapping around her waist. I even had one leg over her thigh. I explained it was to transfer body heat as quickly as I could. Her shivering eventually subsided. As she drifted off to sleep, she said in a barely audible whisper. "I hate the cold." While her breathing reduced to long, slow, deep breaths; I laid there thinking about just how much I loved this moment with Melissa. I've had a few girlfriends, but none of them were very serious. Even though I thought I loved them, I now knew that I had no idea of what love was. Until this moment. As I watched Melissa sleep, I realized that I loved her, truly and deeply. I nestled my face against the back of her neck, breathing in the herbal smell of her. I fell back asleep with joy in my heart. When I awoke again, it was just getting to be light out, and the first birds were beginning to sing. I looked at Melissa, still wrapped in my arms, and sleeping with an expression of serene contentment. It was at this time that my body caught on to the fact that it was pressed up against a very beautiful female, and I started to get worried that the rock hard penis pressing into Melissa's lower back would wake her up. I don't know if it was because of that, but she did wake up before too long. She shifted and stretched, before slightly rotating her back so she was nestling back against me. "What happened last night?" I asked with my arm on my hip. "Don't you have a sleeping bag?" "I do, I got it at Goodwill, so it was cheap, but it's not very good." "Well, I have a blanket you can use, and I'm pretty sure there's extra bedding in the cabin." She sighed contentedly and pulled my arm back around her waist. "Or; I could sleep here again tonight?" "Or you could sleep here tonight." I replied. After a little while she said. "You're warm." And hard, I thought. There was no way she didn't know. I yearned to kiss her. I yearned to grab her hips and grind my cock against her. I wanted to explore her whole body with my hands. I wanted her to put her hands on me. But I was terrified of doing anything, even suggesting anything that she didn't want. I was torn, because I was pretty sure that she did want something. The looks she gave me the previous day, the little smiles, and now snuggling up against me and my hard cock, all screamed in my head to do something, anything! I was just about to slide my hand down to her hip when she announced. "I have to pee." As she was leaving my tent, she turned back and gave me a small kiss on the cheek, a quick smile, then was gone. It took a while for my hard-on to subside, but once it did, I got dressed and went outside. Chapter Three. With a slight detour through the trees, (being a guy has some advantages, the whole forest is my urinal.) I joined the family in the cabin yard. One of my uncles was making eggs and bacon on a grill top griddle, and everyone else was in a different state of waking up. My mom asked Melissa and me, if we were warm enough in our tents last night, and informed us that there were extra blankets. I said that I was fine. Melissa cheerily replied that she was toasty warm, and I had to look away to avoid being seen smiling like an idiot. Even though nothing happened, it still wouldn't look good for the whole family to know that I was spooning my cousin all night. After breakfast, it seemed like everyone but Melissa and I, had plans to do things during the day. Some were going fishing, some were going into Pine River, Breezy Point, and Nisswa, to shop the antique stores and other shops. Melissa looked at me with that smile that somehow was more than just an innocent smile. "So, what do you want to do today?" She asked me. "We could go for a hike. Find some of the trails we used to know?" Her face lit up. "Yes! Let's go find Pine Grove Cathedral! We could bring lunch and make a picnic out of it, too!" "So, what do you want to eat for lunch?" "I don't know, what do you want to eat for lunch?" She said mockingly, then laughed. "Oh, no, I don't play that game. I know what I like to eat, so I'll get the lunch together." She hopped up from the camp chair she was sitting in, and skipped to the cabin. Like, actually skipped. It was adorable. Though, how her ass moved in her jeans as she went, was an even better sight. I stuffed an old quilt into a backpack, then after a moment's thought, crammed in two hoodies. It might get cold earlier tonight, I was not going to let Melissa be cold if there was anything I could do about it. Soon we were walking side by side along the dirt road that lead past the cabin. From there we cut along an ATV trail to one of the State forestry roads, heading deep into the woods where there weren't any other cabins. We chatted as we walked, about music and school, and a host of other mundane things. It really didn't matter to me what we talked about. At some point we started holding hands, and it seemed like the most wonderful, natural thing ever. I began to notice that, unlike literally every other conversation I had ever had, with anyone my age, Melissa was being absolutely honest and forthright. Like an open book, she wasn't hiding anything, so I made a conscious decision to do the same for her. When the conversation came to the topic of previous relationships, I told her about some embarrassing things that happened to me when I was with my first girlfriend. Things that I had sworn to myself to never speak of again. She laughed, but with me, not at me, and countered with an even more embarrassing story from her past. It was surreal. We shared what our thoughts and feelings were, when we had been in particularly awkward situations. We told each other our fears and insecurities. It felt so good to lay my most personal self out before her, and be accepted as who I am. And to have her do the same, well, it was by far the most amazing experience of my life, so far. We had wondered down miles of ever smaller dirt roads, until the two dirt tracks on a grassy path ended in a clearing, marking the farthest someone could go in a car. There were a couple of footpaths that led away from here, and I had to search a bit through the overgrown brush to find the one I wanted. At one time the path was a logging road, but all traces of that were long gone. Back in the twenties, or even before, this whole area had been clear cut. Most of the existing forest had grown up naturally from that, but there were some places that had been replanted, then forgotten about. The path led us up a hillside, thick with huge Oaks, and Elms, and Maples, leaves ablaze in oranges, reds, and yellows, in dazzling and vivid variety. When we neared the top of the hill, we looked at each other and smiled. The place up ahead was our favorite place in all of the this forest. We weren't ever officially allowed to go this far on our own, which had made it all the more special. Cresting the hill, the forest changed. Gone were the leafy hardwoods, in their place were endless evenly spaced rows of towering Red Pines. For as far as we could see in every direction, arrow-straight trunks rose to the sky. Far above, their branches intertwined, lush needles blocking any but the barest glimpse of the sky. Even though we were grown up, this place still had that awe-inspiring sense of hugeness. Our talking stopped as we were struck with a sense of reverence for this magical place. In silence, we walked down the row for a while, then cut across the rows towards a patch of sunlight in the distance. It was a clear space where a storm, long before our time, had blown down some trees, which had then been scavenged for firewood. I was pleased to see that it wasn't overgrown with trees, but had remained a perfect little grassy meadow, nestled inside a living cathedral. We walked out into the middle, and looked around. Melissa spoke softly. "Nothing from my childhood is ever as good as I remember it, but this.." She trailed off. "Is better." I added, watching her closely. "So much better." She agreed, turning in a circle to take it all in. She stopped, facing me. "Are you hungry?" I asked. She gave me that funny little smile, and when her blue eyes met my green ones, it finally clicked. The whole time since our reunion, every time she looked at me, the same emotion, the same desire, was there to see in her eyes, clear as day. When she responded with "I'm starving," I knew she didn't just mean that she was hungry for the sandwiches she had in her backpack. But, then again, we had just walked almost ten miles through the woods. So, when she started digging out the aforementioned sandwiches, I wasn't completely disappointed. Chapter Four. I spread out the old quilt I had packed, and we sat cross legged facing each other, close enough for our knees to be touching. We talked as we ate, and laughed at the occasional burp, or dribble of jelly from our p b and j sandwiches, that were gone in short order. We had talked about some pretty personal things today, but what she asked next, kinda caught me off guard. "How often do guys jerk off?" Without trepidation I replied. "I jerk off at least once a day, usually before bed. I think I'm pretty normal as guys go, so... yeah." "So, do you just, Could you do it more if you wanted to?" She asked, looking genuinely curious. "Yeah, I guess. There's usually tons of times during the day that I could do it if I had the time and the privacy." "Could you do it any time you want, like, do you need to get in the mood?" I laughed. "Guys don't need much to get in the mood. Like really, it doesn't take much at all to get me hard, and then I'm ready to go, if I wanted to. It's actually pretty annoying. What about you, girls I mean?" "Oh, I'm horny All the time. For the longest time, I thought I was some kind of sexual pervert, until one of my girlfriends said she was the same way." Subconsciously conjuring a few mental images, and out of my own curiosity, I asked. "How often do you?" "Every morning. Every night. Usually once during the day." She stated matter-of-factually. "Wow." I said, then after a slightly awkward pause. "Are you right now?" "All. The. Time." She said, staring into my eyes. "Especially right now." "Me too" I said softly. She glanced quickly down to the bulge in my pants, then returned her eyes to mine. "I noticed." Her voice was almost a whisper. She leaned in a little closer to me. "Have you, since you got here yesterday?" "I did on the way up, to avoid any, you know, embarrassment that might pop up, but not since. You?" She shook her head in the negative, and moved closer. Her face was right in front of mine. I studied the intricate detail of her irises, and by the way they moved, I could tell she was studying mine. Our lips were so close to touching, I could feel the heat of her quick and shallow breath on my face. I summoned the courage to make the actual first move. She made a tiny inaudible gasp as my hand brushed the underside of her jawline, and slid along her neck under her ear. I let my fingers sift their way into her silky hair, and gently cupped the back of her head. As I pulled her towards me, her lips parted to meet mine. My tongue found hers, and we both made a humming moan of pleasure, as we began kissing. Slowly at first, tentative and gentle, but soon becoming more urgent and intense. We were like two starving people, set before a lavish buffet. After the first few bites, the body remembers what it needs most, and ravenous hunger takes control. After what seemed like forever, and no time at all, we parted, breathing heavy and licking saliva off of slightly numb lips. The look in her eyes, was subtly different now. The need was still there, without a doubt, but now I could see so much more. A tiny change in the way she was looking at me, or perhaps just a change of how I was seeing her, and it was as if her eyes were screaming "I love you!" I hoped she could see my love for her, in my eyes. She moved back in quickly, and our kissing resumed. This time it remained slow and passionate, and was all the sweeter for it. Our hands began roving over each other's body, from neck to back, to hips, to chest, and every curve and line between. I cupped her firm tits and gave them slight squeeze, making her moan into my mouth. She caressed my cheeks with her palms, then slowly trailed her hands down, down, down, until she found my belt. She fumbled around a little, trying to get it unbuckled, so I reached down and helped. That done, she wasted no time in undoing the top button of my button fly jeans. With the first one free, she pulled to the sides, and the rest popped open in a string. We had stopped kissing, as what was going on required a little bit more concentration than we would have been able to give. I shifted a little to make it easier for her to tug on my underwear, and send a hand down inside. I gasped as she closed her hand around my Very erect cock, and pulled it up into the open. Realizing I was behind in the undoing-of-pants race, I went for her waist, only to find her jeans already open. Sneaky girl. She must have done her own before mine. I laid beside her, the two of us on our sides, facing each other. I slid a hand inside her pale blue panties, and was surprised to find that she had shaved her pubic hair. Not that it's anything strange or unusual, I just wasn't expecting it. I liked it. I went farther down, and when my fingers slid down along her labia, she shuddered. Breathing hard now, she pressed her cheek against mine, then started sliding her hand up and down my shaft. She was doing it very differently than I do it, naturally; and I had been a little anxious that she wouldn't know how to do it right. Well, she didn't. But that didn't matter, because it still felt amazing. I slid my middle finger into the wet hotness between her pussy lips, moving it slowly through and back. I varied the motion a little bit, here and there, being mindful of how her body responded. When I would do something, and she would gasp in pleasure, I did more of that. Remembering something I read in a magazine, yes I read the articles too, I moved my hand a little farther down and found the opening to her hole with my middle finger. I slowly pushed it inside of her. She moaned loudly, and rested her head on my shoulder. I moved my free hand to the back of her head, holding her against me. She had stopped stroking me, but I didn't care. She laid flat on her back and surrendered to my overture. I wanted to make her cum. I needed, to make her cum. I began moving my finger in and out of her, massaging the inside of her, with a "come here" motion, just like the article said to do. She was moaning with every breath now, and she started rocking her hips in time with my finger. Her moans got louder and louder, every breath quicker than the last. I moved my finger a little quicker, with a little more pressure. Finally, she took one last deep breath and held it in. Her whole body was quivering, and I could feel her pussy spasm tightly around my finger. She let out her breath as a long sigh. She raised her head and rolled to look at me with complete satisfaction. Cupping my face with her hand, she kissed me. Remembering that she had neglected my needs, she pulled back a little and started to say; "I'm sorry", but I stopped her with a finger to her lips. I kissed her, and as I did, I felt both of her hands wrap around my cock. She must have read an article or two, herself, because what she did, felt wonderful. She sat up and rolled me onto my back. She moved her hands in unison, up and down, gripping firmly, but not too hard. She added a slight twist to the hand that went over the head of my cock, and it was my turn to start moaning. She laid down by me, her head on my shoulder as I took her into my embrace. She looked down to watch what she was doing to me, and I kissed her forehead, before beginning to pant into her hair She kept stroking me, and I could feel my own orgasm build. This wasn't a quick jerk and spurt, like I'm usually satisfied with. No, this was different. This orgasm was building like an avalanche, powerful and unstoppable. I was distinctly aware that I was ever closer to climax, I could tell that she was excited to have this opportunity. Release was immanent, and I managed to gasp "I'm going to cum". The avalanche roared through me, and I shuddered as I felt spurt after spurt of cum shoot through my cock. My geyser shot up and slightly off to my side, where in landed somewhere in the patchwork quilt. Melissa sat up and witnessed the 3 following ‘aftershocks'.  My hand was back in her panties, finger again inside her, so I went back to work. I felt her body respond to my renewed attentions, quickly re-attaining that urgent build to climax. She moved back down to my embrace, and I used my free hand to keep fingering her engorged twat. She was shaking soon, and pressed her palm over my hand, to keep it pressed deep and hard inside her cunt; having cum again from my ministrations. Neither of us moved a muscle for at least a minute, until we had both caught our breath. She looked up at me, and we stared into each other's eyes. No words were necessary. The bond between us was undeniable, unbreakable. Hearts, minds and souls, as one. As perfect as the moment was, I'll admit lying like I was for so long, on a lumpy patch of the meadow, was getting uncomfortable. She made a tiny disappointed sound when I removed my hand from her pants. We both looked down. She had caught much my jizz in her hand, and my hand was soaking wet with her juices. We both started laughing. Then, like it was the most ordinary thing to do, she raised her hand to her mouth and slurped up the cum, licking her palm clean. I, in turn, licked my own hand clean. "I like how you taste." She said softly. "You taste wonderful." I replied. And she did. It wasn't like anything I'd ever tasted before, almost; sweet. Most of all, it was the taste of her, which by that fact alone, made it great. We got out of our current positions, and I laid down on my back, in a better, softer spot on the blanket. She gently laid her body down on mine. Her chest was on my belly and her thighs straddled my legs. I intertwined the fingers of one hand with one of hers, and rested my other on her hip. I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew, the sunbeams were gone from our magical little clearing. I checked my watch and discovered that I had been asleep for at least an hour and a half. It was nearly three in the afternoon. Melissa was awake, and watching my every move. She gave me a brief kiss. "You're adorable when you're sleeping." "You didn't sleep?" She shook her head. "Watching you was way better than sleep." Even after all we had shared, I found myself blushing. She giggled. "You're adorable when you're awake too." Her giggle was contagious, I couldn't help but join her. I kissed her, and said. "We should really get going." She nodded in agreement, and her smile faded ever so slightly, which nearly broke my heart. Chapter Five. On the hike back to the cabin, there was significantly less talking. For the most part, we were both perfectly content to hold hands and enjoy the colorful autumn scenery. Every once in a while, one of us would ask something like "Favorite color?", and we would both give our answer. Her favorite color is blue, mine is red. While there were some differences in the things we liked, we found that we had much more in common, just like how we were years ago. For example, we both loved cheesy science-fiction movies, and thought that the soundtrack to "Conan The Barbarian" was just about the best soundtrack to a movie; ever. Our favorite food was pepperoni pizza, and our favorite fast food was Taco Bell. I could go on and on, but suffice to say, I had more in common with Melissa than I did with any of my guy friends. It was nearly dark, and we were about a half mile from the cabin, and just passing by a long abandoned old shack, when I had an idea. I stopped walking. A few steps up the road she stopped and faced me, confused. I stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and led her around to the back of the shack. Once safely out of sight from the road, I pulled her close and kissed her passionately. She melted into my arms. When we broke the kiss to catch our breath, I whispered. "Turn around, and lean back into me." Which she did without question. I brushed her hair aside, and started kissing her neck, soliciting a sigh of pleasure. While I did that, I cupped her tits, squeezing them gently. I could feel her nipples through her clothes, and I gave them the gentlest of pinches, which she seemed to really like. My hands moved down her flat belly, and I managed to get her pants undone very quickly. I trailed my fingertips along the lines between her hips and her groin, and I could feel her push her hips forward, desperate for my hand to reach its destination. My fingers teased her between her bald pussy lips in the ways that had got the best reaction earlier, and I was not disappointed. With great concentration, I used two of my fingers to spread her lips apart slightly, then slowly sank my middle finger into her, as deeply as I could. I started doing the thing that had made her cum twice already, today. She groaned in ecstasy. As her pleasure build towards release, I pushed a second finger inside of her cunt. Her knees went weak, and I found that between the arm around her chest holding her to me, and the hand with two fingers deep inside her, I was holding up most of her weight. In her labored breathing, she quietly gasped the word "yes." I moved my fingers in the same "come here" motion I did with just the one, being ultra-attentive to her reactions. Tiny variations in my movements yielded big results, and she came quickly, body tensing and quivering all over. As she fought to get her ragged breathing under control, she managed to whisper. "Oh my god you are good at this!" I whispered back. "I'm glad." I was glad, and damn if I wasn't proud of myself. I was not only able to make her cum, but apparently I'm able to make her do it in spectacular fashion. I made a quiet vow to myself, that I would study even the tiniest of ways her body reacted, so every time we were together like this, it would be better for her. When she could stand on her own, she turned and wrapped her arms around me in a hug, resting her head on my shoulder. She held me tightly, and didn't move. I could tell that something was different, something was; wrong? Instantly worried that I had done something to upset her, I asked as gently as I could. "What is it?" She pulled her face up and looked at me. There were tears in her eyes. He voice was sorrowful. "I don't deserve you." I wanted to say something like "Of course you do." but she cut me off before I could respond. "No, I don't deserve you. You're just so kind, and wonderful, and amazing, and the way you look at me makes my heart melt." Tears rolled down her perfect cheeks, and her voice became anguished. "And I Can't have you. No one would ever accept this." She did have a point. A point I had swept into a corner of my mind, and hidden under a rug. We were second cousins. Technically, it's perfectly legal for us to be together, and as societal taboos went, it was actually pretty low on the list. But our friends and family would absolutely, one hundred percent, not be okay with it. I didn't know what to say, so I stayed quiet. "I ran away from my family. Some of them are just shitty people, and I couldn't care less what they thought about me." She was almost sobbing now. "But I love your family. You mom is just the best, and your brothers and sisters, everybody... I couldn't live with what they would think of me, and I couldn't live with what they would think about you." The look of pleading in her eyes made my heart break, and I began to cry. I didn't have an answer. We had found something so special, so perfect. We got just a taste of what we could be together. To face the fact that this wonderful thing had to end, that it couldn't blossom into what we both dreamed it could be, was devastating. I rubbed her back as she cried into my shoulder. "Growing up, every time my parents would bring me up here, I would ask, is Melissa going to be there? When they'd say no, I was always so disappointed. Seeing you up here; was something that I always looked forward to." Her crying began to slow as she listened to me talk. "All of my best memories were made here, with you. When it was time to go home, I was always sad, but I had to go home. I had school and friends, a whole different life. When I'd ask my parents if you were going to be here, and they said yes, that was always the happiest I'd been since we last said goodbye." She looked at me, the crying having nearly stopped. "So, we live two lives? I don't know if we can do that." "If it's the choice between that, and nothing at all..." She nodded her head slowly. "People will find out, eventually." "We'll just have to be careful." I cupped her face in my hands. "Living without you now, is not an option." It really wasn't an option. Not after the last, what, thirty hours? Did I really fall so madly in love with this person in only a day and a half? No, of course not. This was a love that had taken a lifetime to build. We reunited after three years apart, and were now mature enough to realize what could be, and we reached for it. Now that we had both grasped it, neither of us could ever let go. We stayed behind the shack for a while, to regain our composure. It was almost fully dark out now, and starting to get chilly, so I gave Melissa one of the hoodies I had packed. She put it on gratefully, and it warmed my heart to see her smile back on her face. As we turned down the cabin's driveway, she leaned over to me and said. "Our situation is very Shakespearean. Star crossed lovers and all that." I chuckled. "Just hopefully without, you know, the poison and the dagger." To be continued in part 2. Based on a post by NewMountain80, in 6 parts, for Literotica.

Cabin Cousins: Part 1 Cousins reunion: a childhood friendship becomes love. Based on a post by NewMountain80, in 6 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Connections. Chapter One. It was one of those glorious mid-October days in Minnesota, where morning frost gives way to clear blue skies and temperatures warm enough for wearing tee shirts. My name is Charles, by the way, nice to meet you. Please don't call me Charlie, or Chuck or Chucky, I hate that. I work at a big box home improvement store near my home on the west side of the Twin Cities. I'm eighteen, and have spent most of the summer since graduating, being overworked and underpaid. I took Saturday, Sunday, and half of Friday off so that I could drive up and spend the weekend 'up north' at the family cabin, near Pelican Lake. Built by my great grandfather, Olaf Larson, in the early 1900's, the cabin was a place that anyone in my (quite large) extended family was free to use. The cabin itself is rather small, just a single room, adorned with a century's worth of hunting trophies and antique nick knacks. There were spaces in the woods around the cabin yard where people would park their RV's, and some nice grassy clearings for setting up tents. There was someone there on most weekends between spring and fall, and sometimes it was a pretty full house, with ten or twenty people showing up for a relaxing weekend of doing nothing. This, likely the last weekend of decent weather for the next six months or so, was going to be a busy one. I was halfway through the three hour drive, when my mom called me on my cell phone to make sure I was on my way, and if I had remembered my tent. Yes, I had remembered my tent, and yes, I remembered my sleeping bag and an extra blanket because it was going to get cold at night. Thanks, mom. Then she listed off who was there, and who else was on their way. Aunts and uncles, older brothers and sisters, relatives of every age and variety. My heart skipped a beat though, when she added as an afterthought that my cousin Melissa Olson, was there. Actually, she was my second cousin, but more importantly, she was my friend. Growing up, my weekends were occupied by exploring the woods around the cabin, fishing and swimming in the lake, or just hanging out around the fire pit chatting and telling stories. Many of those weekends, Melissa was right there at my side. I had more in common with her than with any of the male relatives close to my age, in terms of interests and personality, so often it was just the two of us. About three years back, there was some kind of family drama that I really didn't pay attention to, but as a result, the whole branch of the family that Melissa belonged to stopped showing up to family gatherings. I was fifteen at the time, and though I was really sad that I didn't get to see Melissa anymore, I was, you know, fifteen. At that age, there is so much going on in your life that, as sad as a change may be, something else always fills the gap. Once off the phone with my mom, all I could think about was Melissa. Memories of our adventures effervesced in my mind. I thought of the last time I saw her, how she smiled and said "See you next time!" with a quick hug. Through the years growing up, I never really put much thought into her appearance, but remembering that last goodbye, it dawned on me that she had always been quite pretty. At fifteen, she was only a little shorter than my own average height, and had a slim athletic build. She was always big into track and field sports at her school. What I remember most about her was her smile, carefree and easily expressed, and her eyes. She had the most beautiful icy blue eyes I had ever seen, eyes that truly were windows to her soul. Maybe it's just that I knew her so well, but with just one glance at her eyes, I could tell instantly what she was feeling, and have a pretty good idea of what she was thinking about. I wondered if it would be the same way after not seeing her for three years. She was almost exactly the same age as me, having been born in February of 1980, to my January of the same year, which means that she must have graduated high school this year too. I began imagining what she looked like now, and was only a few miles away from the cabin when I realized I had a raging erection. This, was no good. Regardless of how I was getting aroused.  The thought was of a childhood friend who was also a relative. I'll say I wasn't too proud of it, at that moment. I couldn't show up to a family gathering like this. I turned off onto a forestry road that I knew well, and piloted my pickup down one of the narrow overgrown logging trails that deer hunters use, to get to their stands. I've been down all of these trails, and know a hundred places that are perfect for when someone needs a little "alone time". I parked my truck and listened for a minute, just to be sure there wasn't anyone else driving around nearby. Still in the driver's seat, I unbuttoned my fly, and pulled my pants down to my ankles. I wrapped a hand around my cock and sighed with the pleasure of immanent release. Normally I would spunk to fantasies involving girls from high school, or one of the models from the couple of nudie mags I had hidden under my mattress at home. But right then, all I could imagine was Melissa, and my mental image of what she looked like now. I stroked furiously, and felt myself quickly building to orgasm. I hastily rummaged in the door pocket for a napkin with my left hand, found one, and barely had enough time to get it into place before I erupted. I groaned as I came, sending spurt after spurt of cum into the napkin, which wasn't up to the task of containing such a massive load. I sat there for a while, breathing hard, and feeling the cum that had soaked through the napkin ooze onto the palm of my left hand. It had been a while since I had cum that hard or that quickly. As the glow of orgasm faded, I started thinking that it wasn't right to get off like this to Melissa, but I knew I would have been a liar; if I said I wouldn't do it again. I cleaned up as best as I could with a few more napkins, got my pants back up, and checked myself in the vanity mirror just in case there was some glaring evidence that I had just jerked off. Satisfied that I looked normal, I arranged myself in my underwear so that if and when I got another boner, it would at least be pointing down, and not straight out for all of the family to see. I arrived at the cabin a few minutes later. People were spread out, around the yard; reading books, getting fishing equipment ready, or tending the fire in the stone fire pit. I was greeted with waves and hellos; nothing very enthusiastic. I mean, I do see most of these people pretty regularly. And honestly, I wasn't overly excited to see them either. I was however, very excited to see Melissa again, but looking around the yard, I didn't spot her anywhere. Then I heard the sharp crack sound that the cabin's screen door makes when someone lets it's spring slams itself shut. I looked over, and saw Melissa walking around the corner of the cabin. I hope no one saw my jaw drop, because she was gorgeous. She was barefoot, her long athletic legs disappearing beneath a knee-length flower pattern sun dress that flowed around her as she strode. Her hair was longer that she used to have it, and it trailed gracefully behind her, it's sandy blonde color glowing in the sunlight. When she noticed me, her face lit up. The warmth of her smile could have melted a glacier. "Charles!" She squealed. She ran across the yard and practically threw herself into my arms, hugging me tight. I hugged her back, just as tight. "Oh my God, it's so good to see you!" She said, laughing with joy. I don't think anyone had ever been so excited to see me in my entire life, and it felt a bit awkward, but I felt the same about her, so I just went with it. "It's great to see you too." I said. We broke off our hug, but she kept an arm around my back. She started moving towards the cabin, and I went with, putting an arm across her shoulders. "It's been over three years," She said excitedly. "We have so much to catch up on!" I craned my neck up to try and look down on her. "I see you're still a little bit shorter than me?" She poked me in the belly and said with mock sternness. "You're wearing boots. Take them off and we're the same height." Be both laughed, and I was struck again at how beautiful she was. Even her laugh was like music. As we walked, my eyes strayed to her chest, where the slightest bit of a lacy white bra could be seen under the edge of her dress. Her tits were, for lack of a better word, perfect. They weren't large, a B cup I imagined, as if I knew anything about the particulars of tit size. What they were though, were proportionate. They were just the right size and shape for her. I was starting to imagine what they would look like free from any clothes, and must have spent just a few too many seconds looking. Something made me look up at her face, and I saw her watching me with a funny little smile. Our eyes locked, and I was surprised to not only see a lack of offence there, but for all I could tell, she was pleased that I was ogling her. She looked away with a satisfied smile, and gave me a little squeeze with the arm that was still around my back. "Your mom is almost done with dinner. I don't know about you, but I'm starving." Chapter Two. My mom fried up walleye that my older brothers had caught earlier that day, and we all ate more than we should have, but man, nothing is better than pan-fried walleye that was in the lake just a few hours prior. After dinner, when everyone was just lounging around and catching up on gossip, I got my tent out of the bed of my pickup, and started walking towards the farthest away clearing to set it up in. Melissa called out to me. "Can you set mine up too?" "Sure." I called back. "Where do you want it?" "Next to yours is fine. I promise I don't snore too loud." She replied, which got some laughs. I set up the tents, and went back, claiming a spot on one of the benches near the fire. Melissa had changed out of her dress into some loose-fitting jeans and a blue tee shirt. She was in the process of explaining what she had been up to recently. She had moved out of her parent's house in Duluth back in February, on her eighteenth birthday. She didn't have a place to stay yet, so she spent a few weeks living in her car, a beat up old Toyota Camry, before one of her friend's parents took pity on her, and let her stay with them until she got her own place. Now, if you know anything about being in Duluth, Minnesota in February, you can imagine how much that sucked. My heart ached in empathy for her, and I actually teared up a little. Thankfully the wind was shifting around, so I could pass it off as just getting smoke in my eyes. Melissa continued her story, about how the people who had taken her in offered her a part time job to work as a cashier in their store. She worked evenings and weekends until she graduated high school; at which point she got a small apartment south of town. She still worked at their shop, but now pretty much ran the place, which the owners were ecstatic about, because it finally gave them the opportunity to do some traveling. As I listened, I became more and more in awe of Melissa. Let's use me as an example to compare and contrast. I'm of average height for a guy, with an average build. Melissa is slightly above average height for a girl, with a fit and toned body. My face isn't particularly handsome. Again, very average. She has the heart-shaped face of an angel. I live at home with my parents. I don't pay rent. I have an okay job, but what money I make, I tend to spend frivolously. She has her own apartment, a good job, and is saving her own money to go to college next year. I couldn't do anything but watch her as she talked. I noticed tiny details that I never even thought to look for on anyone else; How her neck moved when she talked, how she flipped her head to get her hair out of her face, how every time our eyes met, her smile would get just a little bit wider. I felt utterly unworthy to be in the presence of such a glorious creature. As the night went on, people went off to their beds in their campers and tents, or one of the four beds in the cabin and its three season porch. Eventually it was just me and Melissa. She came over and sat in the old metal glider bench seat, right next to me, resting her head on my shoulder and gazing into the glowing remnants of the fire. "I've missed coming here." She said quietly. "It's so peaceful." "I missed you." I replied. She looked up at me and smiled. "I've missed you too." For a long time we sat there in silence just staring at the red and orange coals. Eventually they were dying away, and we began to see our breath in the increasingly chilly air. Melissa yawned. Even the way she did that, was beautiful to me. "I think it's time for bed." I whispered to her. She nodded in agreement, and I walked with her to where our tents were. She gave me a tired hug, said goodnight, and went into her tent. I entered my own tent, stripped down to my underwear, (I always sleep in just my boxer briefs,) and crawled into my sleeping bag. It was one of those big flannel old-school ones, not one of those small mummy bags. It had enough room inside for me to really sprawl out, and was plenty warm enough for camping in just about any kind of weather. I'm pretty sure I was asleep before my head hit the pillow. I awoke to a rustling in the leaves outside my tent. It was too heavy to be from raccoons. My first thought was that it was a black bear, as it wasn't unusual for a black bear to wonder through the cabin yard. But when I heard the zipper to the tent flap, I was reassured. I was confused though, as to who would be coming into my tent in the middle of the night. The flap opened, and I saw a silhouette, blond hair glowing silver in the moonlight. My heart instantly started racing. Was I dreaming? Melissa was sneaking into my tent! With the moonlight coming through the open tent flap, she could see that I was awake. "I'm c-cold." She whispered. Without thinking, I opened up my sleeping bag. "Come on." I whispered. She crawled into the tent, zipping up the flap behind her, then scrambled into my sleeping bag with me, still fully dressed. She was freezing. I pulled her in tight to me, spooning her from behind, and wrapping one arm under her neck, the other one over her, and wrapping around her waist. I even had one leg over her thigh. I explained it was to transfer body heat as quickly as I could. Her shivering eventually subsided. As she drifted off to sleep, she said in a barely audible whisper. "I hate the cold." While her breathing reduced to long, slow, deep breaths; I laid there thinking about just how much I loved this moment with Melissa. I've had a few girlfriends, but none of them were very serious. Even though I thought I loved them, I now knew that I had no idea of what love was. Until this moment. As I watched Melissa sleep, I realized that I loved her, truly and deeply. I nestled my face against the back of her neck, breathing in the herbal smell of her. I fell back asleep with joy in my heart. When I awoke again, it was just getting to be light out, and the first birds were beginning to sing. I looked at Melissa, still wrapped in my arms, and sleeping with an expression of serene contentment. It was at this time that my body caught on to the fact that it was pressed up against a very beautiful female, and I started to get worried that the rock hard penis pressing into Melissa's lower back would wake her up. I don't know if it was because of that, but she did wake up before too long. She shifted and stretched, before slightly rotating her back so she was nestling back against me. "What happened last night?" I asked with my arm on my hip. "Don't you have a sleeping bag?" "I do, I got it at Goodwill, so it was cheap, but it's not very good." "Well, I have a blanket you can use, and I'm pretty sure there's extra bedding in the cabin." She sighed contentedly and pulled my arm back around her waist. "Or; I could sleep here again tonight?" "Or you could sleep here tonight." I replied. After a little while she said. "You're warm." And hard, I thought. There was no way she didn't know. I yearned to kiss her. I yearned to grab her hips and grind my cock against her. I wanted to explore her whole body with my hands. I wanted her to put her hands on me. But I was terrified of doing anything, even suggesting anything that she didn't want. I was torn, because I was pretty sure that she did want something. The looks she gave me the previous day, the little smiles, and now snuggling up against me and my hard cock, all screamed in my head to do something, anything! I was just about to slide my hand down to her hip when she announced. "I have to pee." As she was leaving my tent, she turned back and gave me a small kiss on the cheek, a quick smile, then was gone. It took a while for my hard-on to subside, but once it did, I got dressed and went outside. Chapter Three. With a slight detour through the trees, (being a guy has some advantages, the whole forest is my urinal.) I joined the family in the cabin yard. One of my uncles was making eggs and bacon on a grill top griddle, and everyone else was in a different state of waking up. My mom asked Melissa and me, if we were warm enough in our tents last night, and informed us that there were extra blankets. I said that I was fine. Melissa cheerily replied that she was toasty warm, and I had to look away to avoid being seen smiling like an idiot. Even though nothing happened, it still wouldn't look good for the whole family to know that I was spooning my cousin all night. After breakfast, it seemed like everyone but Melissa and I, had plans to do things during the day. Some were going fishing, some were going into Pine River, Breezy Point, and Nisswa, to shop the antique stores and other shops. Melissa looked at me with that smile that somehow was more than just an innocent smile. "So, what do you want to do today?" She asked me. "We could go for a hike. Find some of the trails we used to know?" Her face lit up. "Yes! Let's go find Pine Grove Cathedral! We could bring lunch and make a picnic out of it, too!" "So, what do you want to eat for lunch?" "I don't know, what do you want to eat for lunch?" She said mockingly, then laughed. "Oh, no, I don't play that game. I know what I like to eat, so I'll get the lunch together." She hopped up from the camp chair she was sitting in, and skipped to the cabin. Like, actually skipped. It was adorable. Though, how her ass moved in her jeans as she went, was an even better sight. I stuffed an old quilt into a backpack, then after a moment's thought, crammed in two hoodies. It might get cold earlier tonight, I was not going to let Melissa be cold if there was anything I could do about it. Soon we were walking side by side along the dirt road that lead past the cabin. From there we cut along an ATV trail to one of the State forestry roads, heading deep into the woods where there weren't any other cabins. We chatted as we walked, about music and school, and a host of other mundane things. It really didn't matter to me what we talked about. At some point we started holding hands, and it seemed like the most wonderful, natural thing ever. I began to notice that, unlike literally every other conversation I had ever had, with anyone my age, Melissa was being absolutely honest and forthright. Like an open book, she wasn't hiding anything, so I made a conscious decision to do the same for her. When the conversation came to the topic of previous relationships, I told her about some embarrassing things that happened to me when I was with my first girlfriend. Things that I had sworn to myself to never speak of again. She laughed, but with me, not at me, and countered with an even more embarrassing story from her past. It was surreal. We shared what our thoughts and feelings were, when we had been in particularly awkward situations. We told each other our fears and insecurities. It felt so good to lay my most personal self out before her, and be accepted as who I am. And to have her do the same, well, it was by far the most amazing experience of my life, so far. We had wondered down miles of ever smaller dirt roads, until the two dirt tracks on a grassy path ended in a clearing, marking the farthest someone could go in a car. There were a couple of footpaths that led away from here, and I had to search a bit through the overgrown brush to find the one I wanted. At one time the path was a logging road, but all traces of that were long gone. Back in the twenties, or even before, this whole area had been clear cut. Most of the existing forest had grown up naturally from that, but there were some places that had been replanted, then forgotten about. The path led us up a hillside, thick with huge Oaks, and Elms, and Maples, leaves ablaze in oranges, reds, and yellows, in dazzling and vivid variety. When we neared the top of the hill, we looked at each other and smiled. The place up ahead was our favorite place in all of the this forest. We weren't ever officially allowed to go this far on our own, which had made it all the more special. Cresting the hill, the forest changed. Gone were the leafy hardwoods, in their place were endless evenly spaced rows of towering Red Pines. For as far as we could see in every direction, arrow-straight trunks rose to the sky. Far above, their branches intertwined, lush needles blocking any but the barest glimpse of the sky. Even though we were grown up, this place still had that awe-inspiring sense of hugeness. Our talking stopped as we were struck with a sense of reverence for this magical place. In silence, we walked down the row for a while, then cut across the rows towards a patch of sunlight in the distance. It was a clear space where a storm, long before our time, had blown down some trees, which had then been scavenged for firewood. I was pleased to see that it wasn't overgrown with trees, but had remained a perfect little grassy meadow, nestled inside a living cathedral. We walked out into the middle, and looked around. Melissa spoke softly. "Nothing from my childhood is ever as good as I remember it, but this.." She trailed off. "Is better." I added, watching her closely. "So much better." She agreed, turning in a circle to take it all in. She stopped, facing me. "Are you hungry?" I asked. She gave me that funny little smile, and when her blue eyes met my green ones, it finally clicked. The whole time since our reunion, every time she looked at me, the same emotion, the same desire, was there to see in her eyes, clear as day. When she responded with "I'm starving," I knew she didn't just mean that she was hungry for the sandwiches she had in her backpack. But, then again, we had just walked almost ten miles through the woods. So, when she started digging out the aforementioned sandwiches, I wasn't completely disappointed. Chapter Four. I spread out the old quilt I had packed, and we sat cross legged facing each other, close enough for our knees to be touching. We talked as we ate, and laughed at the occasional burp, or dribble of jelly from our p b and j sandwiches, that were gone in short order. We had talked about some pretty personal things today, but what she asked next, kinda caught me off guard. "How often do guys jerk off?" Without trepidation I replied. "I jerk off at least once a day, usually before bed. I think I'm pretty normal as guys go, so... yeah." "So, do you just, Could you do it more if you wanted to?" She asked, looking genuinely curious. "Yeah, I guess. There's usually tons of times during the day that I could do it if I had the time and the privacy." "Could you do it any time you want, like, do you need to get in the mood?" I laughed. "Guys don't need much to get in the mood. Like really, it doesn't take much at all to get me hard, and then I'm ready to go, if I wanted to. It's actually pretty annoying. What about you, girls I mean?" "Oh, I'm horny All the time. For the longest time, I thought I was some kind of sexual pervert, until one of my girlfriends said she was the same way." Subconsciously conjuring a few mental images, and out of my own curiosity, I asked. "How often do you?" "Every morning. Every night. Usually once during the day." She stated matter-of-factually. "Wow." I said, then after a slightly awkward pause. "Are you right now?" "All. The. Time." She said, staring into my eyes. "Especially right now." "Me too" I said softly. She glanced quickly down to the bulge in my pants, then returned her eyes to mine. "I noticed." Her voice was almost a whisper. She leaned in a little closer to me. "Have you, since you got here yesterday?" "I did on the way up, to avoid any, you know, embarrassment that might pop up, but not since. You?" She shook her head in the negative, and moved closer. Her face was right in front of mine. I studied the intricate detail of her irises, and by the way they moved, I could tell she was studying mine. Our lips were so close to touching, I could feel the heat of her quick and shallow breath on my face. I summoned the courage to make the actual first move. She made a tiny inaudible gasp as my hand brushed the underside of her jawline, and slid along her neck under her ear. I let my fingers sift their way into her silky hair, and gently cupped the back of her head. As I pulled her towards me, her lips parted to meet mine. My tongue found hers, and we both made a humming moan of pleasure, as we began kissing. Slowly at first, tentative and gentle, but soon becoming more urgent and intense. We were like two starving people, set before a lavish buffet. After the first few bites, the body remembers what it needs most, and ravenous hunger takes control. After what seemed like forever, and no time at all, we parted, breathing heavy and licking saliva off of slightly numb lips. The look in her eyes, was subtly different now. The need was still there, without a doubt, but now I could see so much more. A tiny change in the way she was looking at me, or perhaps just a change of how I was seeing her, and it was as if her eyes were screaming "I love you!" I hoped she could see my love for her, in my eyes. She moved back in quickly, and our kissing resumed. This time it remained slow and passionate, and was all the sweeter for it. Our hands began roving over each other's body, from neck to back, to hips, to chest, and every curve and line between. I cupped her firm tits and gave them slight squeeze, making her moan into my mouth. She caressed my cheeks with her palms, then slowly trailed her hands down, down, down, until she found my belt. She fumbled around a little, trying to get it unbuckled, so I reached down and helped. That done, she wasted no time in undoing the top button of my button fly jeans. With the first one free, she pulled to the sides, and the rest popped open in a string. We had stopped kissing, as what was going on required a little bit more concentration than we would have been able to give. I shifted a little to make it easier for her to tug on my underwear, and send a hand down inside. I gasped as she closed her hand around my Very erect cock, and pulled it up into the open. Realizing I was behind in the undoing-of-pants race, I went for her waist, only to find her jeans already open. Sneaky girl. She must have done her own before mine. I laid beside her, the two of us on our sides, facing each other. I slid a hand inside her pale blue panties, and was surprised to find that she had shaved her pubic hair. Not that it's anything strange or unusual, I just wasn't expecting it. I liked it. I went farther down, and when my fingers slid down along her labia, she shuddered. Breathing hard now, she pressed her cheek against mine, then started sliding her hand up and down my shaft. She was doing it very differently than I do it, naturally; and I had been a little anxious that she wouldn't know how to do it right. Well, she didn't. But that didn't matter, because it still felt amazing. I slid my middle finger into the wet hotness between her pussy lips, moving it slowly through and back. I varied the motion a little bit, here and there, being mindful of how her body responded. When I would do something, and she would gasp in pleasure, I did more of that. Remembering something I read in a magazine, yes I read the articles too, I moved my hand a little farther down and found the opening to her hole with my middle finger. I slowly pushed it inside of her. She moaned loudly, and rested her head on my shoulder. I moved my free hand to the back of her head, holding her against me. She had stopped stroking me, but I didn't care. She laid flat on her back and surrendered to my overture. I wanted to make her cum. I needed, to make her cum. I began moving my finger in and out of her, massaging the inside of her, with a "come here" motion, just like the article said to do. She was moaning with every breath now, and she started rocking her hips in time with my finger. Her moans got louder and louder, every breath quicker than the last. I moved my finger a little quicker, with a little more pressure. Finally, she took one last deep breath and held it in. Her whole body was quivering, and I could feel her pussy spasm tightly around my finger. She let out her breath as a long sigh. She raised her head and rolled to look at me with complete satisfaction. Cupping my face with her hand, she kissed me. Remembering that she had neglected my needs, she pulled back a little and started to say; "I'm sorry", but I stopped her with a finger to her lips. I kissed her, and as I did, I felt both of her hands wrap around my cock. She must have read an article or two, herself, because what she did, felt wonderful. She sat up and rolled me onto my back. She moved her hands in unison, up and down, gripping firmly, but not too hard. She added a slight twist to the hand that went over the head of my cock, and it was my turn to start moaning. She laid down by me, her head on my shoulder as I took her into my embrace. She looked down to watch what she was doing to me, and I kissed her forehead, before beginning to pant into her hair She kept stroking me, and I could feel my own orgasm build. This wasn't a quick jerk and spurt, like I'm usually satisfied with. No, this was different. This orgasm was building like an avalanche, powerful and unstoppable. I was distinctly aware that I was ever closer to climax, I could tell that she was excited to have this opportunity. Release was immanent, and I managed to gasp "I'm going to cum". The avalanche roared through me, and I shuddered as I felt spurt after spurt of cum shoot through my cock. My geyser shot up and slightly off to my side, where in landed somewhere in the patchwork quilt. Melissa sat up and witnessed the 3 following ‘aftershocks'.  My hand was back in her panties, finger again inside her, so I went back to work. I felt her body respond to my renewed attentions, quickly re-attaining that urgent build to climax. She moved back down to my embrace, and I used my free hand to keep fingering her engorged twat. She was shaking soon, and pressed her palm over my hand, to keep it pressed deep and hard inside her cunt; having cum again from my ministrations. Neither of us moved a muscle for at least a minute, until we had both caught our breath. She looked up at me, and we stared into each other's eyes. No words were necessary. The bond between us was undeniable, unbreakable. Hearts, minds and souls, as one. As perfect as the moment was, I'll admit lying like I was for so long, on a lumpy patch of the meadow, was getting uncomfortable. She made a tiny disappointed sound when I removed my hand from her pants. We both looked down. She had caught much my jizz in her hand, and my hand was soaking wet with her juices. We both started laughing. Then, like it was the most ordinary thing to do, she raised her hand to her mouth and slurped up the cum, licking her palm clean. I, in turn, licked my own hand clean. "I like how you taste." She said softly. "You taste wonderful." I replied. And she did. It wasn't like anything I'd ever tasted before, almost; sweet. Most of all, it was the taste of her, which by that fact alone, made it great. We got out of our current positions, and I laid down on my back, in a better, softer spot on the blanket. She gently laid her body down on mine. Her chest was on my belly and her thighs straddled my legs. I intertwined the fingers of one hand with one of hers, and rested my other on her hip. I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew, the sunbeams were gone from our magical little clearing. I checked my watch and discovered that I had been asleep for at least an hour and a half. It was nearly three in the afternoon. Melissa was awake, and watching my every move. She gave me a brief kiss. "You're adorable when you're sleeping." "You didn't sleep?" She shook her head. "Watching you was way better than sleep." Even after all we had shared, I found myself blushing. She giggled. "You're adorable when you're awake too." Her giggle was contagious, I couldn't help but join her. I kissed her, and said. "We should really get going." She nodded in agreement, and her smile faded ever so slightly, which nearly broke my heart. Chapter Five. On the hike back to the cabin, there was significantly less talking. For the most part, we were both perfectly content to hold hands and enjoy the colorful autumn scenery. Every once in a while, one of us would ask something like "Favorite color?", and we would both give our answer. Her favorite color is blue, mine is red. While there were some differences in the things we liked, we found that we had much more in common, just like how we were years ago. For example, we both loved cheesy science-fiction movies, and thought that the soundtrack to "Conan The Barbarian" was just about the best soundtrack to a movie; ever. Our favorite food was pepperoni pizza, and our favorite fast food was Taco Bell. I could go on and on, but suffice to say, I had more in common with Melissa than I did with any of my guy friends. It was nearly dark, and we were about a half mile from the cabin, and just passing by a long abandoned old shack, when I had an idea. I stopped walking. A few steps up the road she stopped and faced me, confused. I stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and led her around to the back of the shack. Once safely out of sight from the road, I pulled her close and kissed her passionately. She melted into my arms. When we broke the kiss to catch our breath, I whispered. "Turn around, and lean back into me." Which she did without question. I brushed her hair aside, and started kissing her neck, soliciting a sigh of pleasure. While I did that, I cupped her tits, squeezing them gently. I could feel her nipples through her clothes, and I gave them the gentlest of pinches, which she seemed to really like. My hands moved down her flat belly, and I managed to get her pants undone very quickly. I trailed my fingertips along the lines between her hips and her groin, and I could feel her push her hips forward, desperate for my hand to reach its destination. My fingers teased her between her bald pussy lips in the ways that had got the best reaction earlier, and I was not disappointed. With great concentration, I used two of my fingers to spread her lips apart slightly, then slowly sank my middle finger into her, as deeply as I could. I started doing the thing that had made her cum twice already, today. She groaned in ecstasy. As her pleasure build towards release, I pushed a second finger inside of her cunt. Her knees went weak, and I found that between the arm around her chest holding her to me, and the hand with two fingers deep inside her, I was holding up most of her weight. In her labored breathing, she quietly gasped the word "yes." I moved my fingers in the same "come here" motion I did with just the one, being ultra-attentive to her reactions. Tiny variations in my movements yielded big results, and she came quickly, body tensing and quivering all over. As she fought to get her ragged breathing under control, she managed to whisper. "Oh my god you are good at this!" I whispered back. "I'm glad." I was glad, and damn if I wasn't proud of myself. I was not only able to make her cum, but apparently I'm able to make her do it in spectacular fashion. I made a quiet vow to myself, that I would study even the tiniest of ways her body reacted, so every time we were together like this, it would be better for her. When she could stand on her own, she turned and wrapped her arms around me in a hug, resting her head on my shoulder. She held me tightly, and didn't move. I could tell that something was different, something was; wrong? Instantly worried that I had done something to upset her, I asked as gently as I could. "What is it?" She pulled her face up and looked at me. There were tears in her eyes. He voice was sorrowful. "I don't deserve you." I wanted to say something like "Of course you do." but she cut me off before I could respond. "No, I don't deserve you. You're just so kind, and wonderful, and amazing, and the way you look at me makes my heart melt." Tears rolled down her perfect cheeks, and her voice became anguished. "And I Can't have you. No one would ever accept this." She did have a point. A point I had swept into a corner of my mind, and hidden under a rug. We were second cousins. Technically, it's perfectly legal for us to be together, and as societal taboos went, it was actually pretty low on the list. But our friends and family would absolutely, one hundred percent, not be okay with it. I didn't know what to say, so I stayed quiet. "I ran away from my family. Some of them are just shitty people, and I couldn't care less what they thought about me." She was almost sobbing now. "But I love your family. You mom is just the best, and your brothers and sisters, everybody... I couldn't live with what they would think of me, and I couldn't live with what they would think about you." The look of pleading in her eyes made my heart break, and I began to cry. I didn't have an answer. We had found something so special, so perfect. We got just a taste of what we could be together. To face the fact that this wonderful thing had to end, that it couldn't blossom into what we both dreamed it could be, was devastating. I rubbed her back as she cried into my shoulder. "Growing up, every time my parents would bring me up here, I would ask, is Melissa going to be there? When they'd say no, I was always so disappointed. Seeing you up here; was something that I always looked forward to." Her crying began to slow as she listened to me talk. "All of my best memories were made here, with you. When it was time to go home, I was always sad, but I had to go home. I had school and friends, a whole different life. When I'd ask my parents if you were going to be here, and they said yes, that was always the happiest I'd been since we last said goodbye." She looked at me, the crying having nearly stopped. "So, we live two lives? I don't know if we can do that." "If it's the choice between that, and nothing at all..." She nodded her head slowly. "People will find out, eventually." "We'll just have to be careful." I cupped her face in my hands. "Living without you now, is not an option." It really wasn't an option. Not after the last, what, thirty hours? Did I really fall so madly in love with this person in only a day and a half? No, of course not. This was a love that had taken a lifetime to build. We reunited after three years apart, and were now mature enough to realize what could be, and we reached for it. Now that we had both grasped it, neither of us could ever let go. We stayed behind the shack for a while, to regain our composure. It was almost fully dark out now, and starting to get chilly, so I gave Melissa one of the hoodies I had packed. She put it on gratefully, and it warmed my heart to see her smile back on her face. As we turned down the cabin's driveway, she leaned over to me and said. "Our situation is very Shakespearean. Star crossed lovers and all that." I chuckled. "Just hopefully without, you know, the poison and the dagger." To be continued in part 2. Based on a post by NewMountain80, in 6 parts, for Literotica.

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Have a comment? I'd love to hear from you! S.4 Ep.10 - Fad or Fix?The Inside on Cupping, Dry Needling and Kinesiology Taping with Performance Consultant Louie Sims.Great chatting to Louie about how pain is controlled, how Cupping, Dry Needling and Kinesiology Taping can work and when they should be used. We also chatted about the effect of Placebo, whether Ultrasound is still being used and how therapy can help even old chronic injuries.LOUIE SIMS BSc (Hons) MScSports Injury and Performance ConsultantLouie has a masters degree in sports injury and performance, numerous post graduate certifications and 10 years clinical and professional sports experience.He has experience working with world class athletes in the fields of sports rehabilitation, sports science and strength and conditioning.Taking a multidisciplinary approach with elite level sports sciences he has created a training system that balances nutrition, recovery, performance and psychology to achieve maximal impact.Techniques utilised include IASTM, Joint and Manipulation, Dry needling, Electro-acupuncture, Trigger point therapy, Y-Strap decompressions, Massage, Strength & Conditioning and Rehabilitation.CURRENT QUALIFICATIONSMSc Strength and Conditioning (D*)BSc (Hons) – Sports Conditioning, Rehabilitation and Massage (1st)Extended Diploma in Sport and Exercise Science (D*)Level 5 - Spinal Manipulation and AssessmentLevel 5- Advanced Dry needlingLevel 5 - Dry NeedlingLevel 4 – Sports massage and soft tissue practicesLevel 4 - Electrotherapy and Ultrasound Level 3 – Sports Massage and Soft tissue Practices  Instagram: @wearepsiI hope you find this useful and enjoyed the podcast. Watch for the next episode soon, please subscribe when you can and please leave us a rating or review. Click the link highlighted to find out more about Lee here.Please also join the Mature Muscle Podcast Facebook Group for the latest info.

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Struggling with blurry vision or the onset of cataracts? Claudia Muehlenweg, known as The Holistic Vision Coach, shares powerful eye exercises that can enhance your eyesight and help prevent cataracts without the need for surgery.  Claudia, founder of the Naturally Clear Vision Institute, returns to share 7 powerful eye exercises that can improve your vision and help prevent cataracts.  If you've been told that you simply have to live with blurry vision or the onset of cataracts, think again! Claudia reveals how simple, mindful exercises can make a huge difference in your eyesight. From near-far swings to saccadic eye movements, we explore easy-to-do techniques that relax the muscles around your eyes and enhance focus. Additionally, we examine how lifestyle habits can significantly contribute to the prevention of eye diseases. If you want to take control of your vision and prevent cataracts without expensive treatments, tune in and start practicing these exercises today for healthier, clearer vision!   “We are our own ambassadors of our health, and nobody cares about your health or your eyesight or your eye health as much as you do." ~ Claudia Muehlenweg   In this episode: [00:00] - Introduction to Claudia Muehlenweg and her backstory [08:06] - The role of eye movement in maintaining healthy vision [11:02] - Habits that affect our vision [14:04] - Near-far swings: a simple exercise for eye health [17:13] - How mindfulness impacts eye health [20:55] - Finger gate exercise: helps your eyes work together [30:01] - Read between the lines: an exercise to reduce eye strain [34:24] - Saccadic eye movement: effective for relaxing the eyes [41:55] - The benefits of Claudia's free 4-day vision challenge [46:05] - Sunning to improve vision and overall health [51:50] - Cupping or palming techniques  [54:10] - Color of the day exercise: focusing on what you can see   Resources mentioned - Claudia's FREE Vision Improvement Training: See Better in Just 4 Days Challenge - https://tinyurl.com/bettervisionin4days - Claudia's website - https://naturallyclearvision.com/ - Get quality supplements at Margie's Fullscript dispensary for a discounted price - https://tinyurl.com/supplementsforless    More about Margie - Website - https://margiebissinger.com/  - Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/p/Margie-Bissinger-MS-PT-CHC-100063542905332/  - Instagram - https://www.instagram.com/margiebissinger/?hl=en    DISCLAIMER – The information presented on this podcast should not be construed as medical advice. It is not intended to replace consultation with your physician or healthcare provider. The ideas shared on this podcast are the expressed opinions of the guests and do not always reflect those of Margie Bissinger and Happy Bones, Happy Life Podcast.   *In compliance with the FTC guidelines, please assume the following about links on this site: Some of the links going to products are affiliate links of which I receive a small commission from sales of certain items, but the price is the same for you (sometimes, I even get to share a unique discount with you). If I post an affiliate link to a product, it is something that I personally use, support, and would recommend. I personally vet each and every product. My first priority is providing valuable information and resources to help you create positive changes in your health and bring more happiness into your life. I will only ever link to products or resources (affiliate or otherwise) that fit within this purpose.

WEDNESDAY HR 2 RRR Trivia - What Netflix movie set a new record for views? Red Light therapy. Cupping? What makes a person an Icon?

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Paul is one of the owners and instructors for Cupping Canada, Cupping USA, and Cupping International…which are all the same company! We had him sit with us at the American Massage Conference and we reminisced about our first meeting at a Canadian Massage Conference about 7 years ago, as well as all of the fun we have had working with Paul ever since! Paul is one of the instructors involved in our mastermind classes which sort of started out with Paul taking his class to invade another presenters class. Check out Paul's courses and products at https://cuppingcanada.ca2rmtsandamic.com

Do nasal strips actually help you breathe better? What about detox diets or organic food - are they worth it? In this episode, Dr. Nick Tiller shares the evidence behind a variety of health and wellness trends and ideas, including: Cupping Organic Food Detox Diets Nasal Strips Respiratory Muscle Trainers Barefoot Running Dr. Nick Tiller is a research associate at the Lundquist Institute, Harbor-UCLA Medical Center, an acclaimed writer, and author of The Skeptic's Guide to Sports Science which was named one of Book Authority's "Best Sports Science Books of All Time." He is an accomplished ultra runner, a regular contributor to Skeptical Inquirer and Ultra-Running Magazine, and serves as an associate editor for the International Journal of Sports Nutrition.  Be sure to check out Nick's website and follow him on Twitter. Follow or subscribe to the show so you don't miss any future episodes! Thank you Previnex! After resisting most supplements for the better part of my life, I'm cautiously changing my tune. I'm now a Masters runner and in my personal life, I'm optimizing for longevity. I want to be my healthiest self for as long as possible and I'm excited to partner with Previnex to make that happen. Previnex uses the most bioavailable, clinically tested ingredients, the optimal form and dose of each ingredient, pharmaceutical grade manufacturing, testing of raw ingredients and finished products. For every purchase you make, they also donate vitamins to kids in need. Their new Muscle Health Plus is something I'm now taking. Turning 40 – and having a thin frame – has made me realize that I need to prioritize lean muscle mass to stay healthy and age well. Muscle Health Plus has creatine, essential and branched chain amino acids, and it's designed in a way to maximize protein synthesis and the absorption of amino acids. Muscle Health Plus will help you prevent muscle damage, which is particularly important for aging runners who want to protect themselves from muscle loss and recover faster after hard workouts. As is true for all of their products, Previnex adheres to the highest of standards: their ingredients are clinically proven to do what they say they're going to do. They're now offering international shipping so if you live in the UK, Canada, Australia, or anywhere around the world, you can try Previnex as well. Previnex offers a 30-day money back guarantee. If you don't feel the benefits of their product, you get your money back no questions asked. With their focus on quality and customer satisfaction, I hope you'll try it! Use code jason15 for 15% off your first order at Previnex! Thank you LMNT! A big thanks to LMNT for their support of this episode! They make electrolyte drinks for athletes and low-carb folks with no sugar, artificial ingredients, or colors. They are offering a free gift with your purchase at LMNT. And this does NOT have to be your first purchase. You'll get a sample pack with every flavor so you can try them all before deciding what you like best. LMNT's products have some of the highest sodium concentrations that you can find. Anybody who runs a lot knows that sodium, as well as other electrolytes like magnesium and potassium, are essential to our performance and how we feel throughout the day. If you're not familiar, LMNT is my favorite way to hydrate. They make electrolytes for athletes and low-carb folks with no Sugar, artificial ingredients, or colors. I'm now in the habit of giving away boxes of LMNT at group runs around Denver and Boulder and everyone loves this stuff. Boost your performance and your recovery with LMNT. They're the exclusive hydration partner to Team USA Weightlifting and quite a few professional baseball, hockey, and basketball teams are on regular subscriptions. So check out LMNT to get a free sampler pack and get your hydration optimized for the upcoming season. Thank you Gut & Green! Previnex's new Gut & Green Superfoods powder is my new go-to. It has organic barley and oat grass, alfalfa, spirulina, chlorella, kale and broccoli… and that's it. Their ingredients are backed by clinical data and contain three specific gut fibers that help promote GI health, digestion, reduced inflammation, and a better microbiome. With twice of the fiber of my last greens mix and a better flavor, it's a no brainer for me. Try it for yourself here at previnex.com and be sure to use code “JASONGREENS” to save 15% off your first order. Don't tell anyone, but if you put Gut & Green Superfoods powder in your cart, then the 15% off discount will work for anything else you add into your cart as well. Thanks Gut & Green!  

In this packed solosode of The Red Light Report, Dr. Mike Belkowski returns from the Biohacking Conference in Austin and dives into a rapid-fire review of five compelling new research articles — all centered around mitochondrial health, inflammation, and longevity. Topics covered: • Limonin as a natural anti-inflammatory agent for psoriatic skin via mTORC1 and ROS modulation • The role of mitochondrial oxidative stress in neuroinflammation and age-related diseases • How mitochondrial targeting may offer new treatments for allergic asthma • Photobiomodulation's influence on gut microbiota and its potential to reduce neuroinflammation • The power of C60 fullerenes to enhance muscle recovery, reduce fibrosis, and improve mitochondrial resilience Dr. Mike also shares insight into the new BioBlue Fountain of Youth supplement, highlights the ReVamp red light cupping system, and explains how mitochondrial support may be the next frontier in athletic performance and recovery. Whether you're managing chronic inflammation, recovering from injury, optimizing gut health, or pursuing peak performance, mitochondrial health is the common denominator. This solosode blends research, actionable insights, and clinical tools to help you light up your health from the inside out.   If you found the information in today's episode particularly interesting and/or compelling, please share it with a family member, friend, colleague and/or anyone that you think could benefit and be illuminated by this knowledge. Sharing is caring :)As always, light up your health! - Key points: 00:00 – Introduction: Mitochondrial Health & Podcast Focus 02:13 – Biohacking Conference Recap 03:21 – Return to Nature Retreat Preview 04:43 – Limonin's Anti-Inflammatory Effects 06:06 – Limonin Health Benefits Overview 09:06 – BioBlue Fountain of Youth Supplement 11:48 – Limonin Study Insights 13:48 – Neuroinflammation & Mitochondrial Stress 16:48 – Therapies for Neurodegenerative Diseases 19:01 – Mitochondrial Function in Allergic Asthma 21:27 – Asthma Treatment Strategies 23:52 – Photo Biomodulation & Gut Microbiota 25:53 – How Red Light Restores Gut Balance 28:36 – C60 Fullerenes for Muscle Recovery 31:00 – C60 Reduces Fibrosis in Muscle 33:49 – Red Light Cupping System Benefits 36:37 – Cupping for Athletic Recovery 39:55 – C60 for Athletic Performance 42:26 – Methylene Blue & Athletic Enhancement 44:20 – Episode Wrap-Up & Key Takeaways - Articles referenced in episode: Limonin Exhibits Anti-Inflammatory Effects by Inhibiting mTORC1 and Mitochondrial Reactive Oxygen Species in Psoriatic-like Skin Inflammation   Neuroinflammation in Age-Related Neurodegenerative Diseases: Role of Mitochondrial Oxidative Stress   Targeting mitochondrial function as a potential therapeutic approach for allergic asthma   Photobiomodulation of gut microbiota with low-level laser therapy: a light for treating neuroinflammation   C60 fullerene promotes post-traumatic recovery of the rat muscle gastrocnemius - Unparalleled Mitochondrial Support: BioBlue Fountain of Youth   Save 15% on your order of the Fountain of YouthCode: FOY15ORSave 25% when you purchase the Fountain of Youth via the BioBundle and choose the subscription option!No code necessary -- 25% discount automatically applied!   Shop Fountain of Youth by clicking here. Shop BioBundle by clicking here. - Dr. Mike's #1 recommendations: Water products: Water & Wellness Grounding products: Earthing.com EMF-mitigating products: Somavedic Blue light-blocking glasses: Ra Optics - Stay up-to-date on social media: Dr. Mike Belkowski: Instagram LinkedIn   BioLight: Website Instagram YouTube Facebook

Guy Montgomery joins the show! Phone alone – convince us that you’re in the car with someone else! When have you seen a parent naked? Have you ever had to hide in your own house? Can you hear it - $100 per can is back! See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Join our Mailing List - https://www.mapitforward.coffee/mailinglist"Introduction to Regenerative Coffee Farming" is now available On-Demand for as little as $10 - https://mapitforward.coffee/workshops"Biochar for Coffee" is open for pre-registration - https://mapitforward.coffee/workshops"It's Time to Become a Coffee Consultant" is available now with additional new bonus material, including the coffee consultant career map. Get more details on how you can create an alternative revenue stream today at https://mapitforward.coffee/workshopsLooking for business advisors or consultants for your business? Get in touch with us here: support@mapitforward.org••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••This is the 3rd in a five-part series on The Daily Coffee Pro Podcast by Map It Forward. Tim Heinze, the Director of Education of the Sustainable Coffee Institute (SCI), and host Lee Safar discuss the recent changes announced to the Q Grader program.The 5 episodes in this series are:1. SCA, CQI, and the "Evolved Q" - https://youtu.be/lpaJTxagZq82. Does the Q Need Evolving? - https://youtu.be/k5V-M1jsPUw3. Issues With The 2004 Cupping Form - https://youtu.be/zs7WzpVhRSg4. Why People Are Polarised by The CVA - https://youtu.be/6J-d0mSbjM05. Sustainable Coffee Institute (SCI) - https://youtu.be/LsdGyCD8AXYIn this episode of 'The Daily Coffee Pro' by Map It Forward, Lee and Tim delve into the complexities of evaluating coffee quality. They discuss the importance of using methods like cupping forms, while highlighting the industry's misalignment with reducing coffee quality to just a score.The conversation also touches upon the controversial new CVA form by the SCA, including its implications, reception, and comparisons to the 2004 cupping form.Tim shares his insights from years of experience in coffee evaluation and sensory education, emphasizing the need for balanced, multi-faceted approaches to coffee quality assessment.00:00 Introduction to Coffee Evaluation01:10 Upcoming Workshop Announcement01:35 Welcome to the Series02:02 The Importance of Open Conversations03:09 The Role of the SCA and CVA06:02 Issues with the 2004 Cupping Form15:55 The Evolution of Coffee Evaluation20:12 The Future of Coffee Certifications35:00 Conclusion and Next Episode TeaserArticle referenced in this series:https://www.comunicaffe.it/cosimo-libardo-board-sca-partnership-cqi/Connect with Tim Heinze and Sustainable Coffee Institute (SCI) here:• https://www.instagram.com/sustainable_coffee_institute/• https://www.instagram.com/timheinzesea/• https://www.sci-coffee.com/••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••Connect with Map It Forward here: Website | Instagram | Mailinglist

Join our Mailing List - https://www.mapitforward.coffee/mailinglist"Introduction to Regenerative Coffee Farming" is now available On-Demand for as little as $10 - https://mapitforward.coffee/workshops"Biochar for Coffee" is open for pre-registration - https://mapitforward.coffee/workshops"It's Time to Become a Coffee Consultant" is available now with additional new bonus material, including the coffee consultant career map. Get more details on how you can create an alternative revenue stream today at https://mapitforward.coffee/workshopsLooking for business advisors or consultants for your business? Get in touch with us here: support@mapitforward.org••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••This is the 3rd in a five-part series on The Daily Coffee Pro Podcast by Map It Forward. Tim Heinze, the Director of Education of the Sustainable Coffee Institute (SCI), and host Lee Safar discuss the recent changes announced to the Q Grader program.The 5 episodes in this series are:1. SCA, CQI, and the "Evolved Q" - https://youtu.be/lpaJTxagZq82. Does the Q Need Evolving? - https://youtu.be/k5V-M1jsPUw3. Issues With The 2004 Cupping Form - https://youtu.be/zs7WzpVhRSg4. Why People Are Polarised by The CVA - https://youtu.be/6J-d0mSbjM05. Sustainable Coffee Institute (SCI) - https://youtu.be/LsdGyCD8AXYIn this episode of 'The Daily Coffee Pro' by Map It Forward, Lee and Tim delve into the complexities of evaluating coffee quality. They discuss the importance of using methods like cupping forms, while highlighting the industry's misalignment with reducing coffee quality to just a score.The conversation also touches upon the controversial new CVA form by the SCA, including its implications, reception, and comparisons to the 2004 cupping form.Tim shares his insights from years of experience in coffee evaluation and sensory education, emphasizing the need for balanced, multi-faceted approaches to coffee quality assessment.00:00 Introduction to Coffee Evaluation01:10 Upcoming Workshop Announcement01:35 Welcome to the Series02:02 The Importance of Open Conversations03:09 The Role of the SCA and CVA06:02 Issues with the 2004 Cupping Form15:55 The Evolution of Coffee Evaluation20:12 The Future of Coffee Certifications35:00 Conclusion and Next Episode TeaserArticle referenced in this series:https://www.comunicaffe.it/cosimo-libardo-board-sca-partnership-cqi/Connect with Tim Heinze and Sustainable Coffee Institute (SCI) here:• https://www.instagram.com/sustainable_coffee_institute/• https://www.instagram.com/timheinzesea/• https://www.sci-coffee.com/••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••Connect with Map It Forward here: Website | Instagram | Mailing list

You are here. This is what alignment feels like.To support your Earth JourneyToday's full article:https://sairaembra.substack.com/p/the-god-arc-expand-your-perception?utm_source=publication-searchRead the Inner Divinity Blog

Do passive therapies like chiropractic adjustments, acupuncture, dry needling, massage, cupping, and scraping work for chronic low back pain and sciatica?.Are there alternative home treatments that will save you money and give YOU the power to take care of yourself?.Are hands-on therapies just short term pain relievers?.What is the LONG TERM solution to chronic pain?.✅ Watch the MASTERCLASS on Low Back Pain & Sciatica.https://visit.shapeshiftwellness.com/bbp-masterclass-5

In this episode, Morten Münchow talks with Morten Wennersgaard, co-founder of Nordic Approach, about how cupping methods evolve from trading desks to lab calibration to consumer-facing storytelling. They cover:Using the 2004 SCA 100-point form and Cup of Excellence protocols in procurementSupplementing scores with complexity, intensity & core flavor categoriesAligning internal teams through rapid panel calibration exercisesTranslating lab data into clear, engaging descriptors for roasters and end-consumersA preview of Nordic Approach's 2025 Autumn Cupping eventWhether you're a coffee buyer, Q Grader, roaster, or enthusiast, you'll discover practical insights on making sensory data work at every level of the coffee supply chain.

Brian has just returned from another trip to Nicargaua, where he had a few revelations concerning cupping, relationships, and the world economy. Mark comes along for the ride and the diatribe. Throughout the episode, you might learn about the effects of tariffs on coffee prices and business sustainability, the importance of judging coffees circumstantially rather than absolutely, and the prevalence of coffee roasters lying about their relationships with producers. It's hot and heavy. And hopefully thought-provoking.

Christopher DaPrato, PT, DPT, SCS, joins host Phil Plisky to explore the evidence behind cupping and its role in rehab and performance. They break down the latest research on fascial mechanics, the benefits of movement-based cupping, and practical strategies for clinical application. Tune in to challenge common misconceptions and learn how to integrate cupping effectively into patient care.Learning ObjectivesAnalyze the evidence around cupping and its use in rehab and performance settingsApply evidence-based, practical strategies to actionably address mobility deficits, stability deficits, or motor control deficitsSolve patient case scenarios involving mobility deficits with loading strategies, postural awareness during movement education, and muscle synergies with overuse and dominant muscle hyperexcitabilityTimestamps(00:00:00) Welcome(00:00:49) Introduction to cupping and myofascial decompression(00:03:30) The importance of active modality in cupping(00:07:48) Research landscape: evidence and methodology in cupping(00:10:50) Challenges in cupping research and study design(00:15:53) Mechanistic studies and depth of cupping effects(00:20:05) Future directions and clinical implications of cupping(00:24:43) The power of manual therapy(00:28:45) Clinical reasoning in cupping therapy(00:36:02) Understanding the neurophysiological effects(00:37:28) Case studies in cupping application(00:42:15) Cupping for recovery: myths and realities(00:44:12) Key takeaways for practitionersRehab and Performance Lab is brought to you by Medbridge. If you'd like to earn continuing education credit for listening to this episode and access bonus takeaway handouts, log in to your Medbridge account and navigate to the course where you'll find accreditation details. If applicable, complete the post-course assessment and survey to be eligible for credit. The takeaway handout on Medbridge gives you the key points mentioned in this episode, along with additional resources you can implement into your practice right away.To hear more episodes of Rehab and Performance Lab, visit https://www.medbridge.com/rehab-and-performance-labIf you'd like to subscribe to Medbridge, visit https://www.medbridge.com/pricing/

What if one of the most effective wellness tools isn't new — but thousands of years old? As modern medicine evolves, practices like cupping therapy, acupuncture, and other traditional Chinese medicine techniques are gaining serious attention for their natural ability to relieve pain, reduce stress, and support full-body healing. In this conversation, Dr. Tom Ingegno — Doctor of Acupuncture and Chinese Medicine, author of The Cupping Book: Unlocking the Secrets of Ancient Healing  and founder of Charm City Integrative Health — explains how he blends ancient remedies with modern technology to help patients take control of their health at home. Whether you're curious about DIY cupping, dealing with muscle tension, or exploring new self-care tips, Dr. Ingegno breaks down how cupping therapy can fit seamlessly into your wellness routine. Join in now to discover: The science (and tradition) behind cupping therapy How Chinese medicine approaches anxiety, pain, and chronic fatigue Practical ways to integrate holistic wellness into your everyday life Get daily tips from Dr. Ingegno on Instagram @acuguy and start your journey into integrative health today. Episode also available on Apple Podcasts: https://apple.co/38oMlMr

Can we harness the power of cupping and other ancient healing practices to enhance our lives? While many of us utilize a combination of holistic methods and conventional medical advice to improve health, often, true wellness is determined by what you do between treatments. Here to discuss his approach to the future – and past – of at-home care is Dr. Tom Ingegno, a Doctor of Acupuncture and Chinese Medicine and the author of The Cupping Book: Unlocking the Secrets of Ancient Healing. In addition to his hands-on work and writing, he is also the founder of Charm City Integrative Health, a multifaceted clinic that has been referred to as the “Future of Medicine.” With more than two decades of experience combining traditional modalities with cutting-edge therapies, Dr. Ingegno is dedicated to providing treatment that is aimed not only at alleviating symptoms – but also improving his patient's overall quality of life… Join in now to discover: How stress and anxiety can be managed in alternative ways.  What cupping therapy is, and the many ways it can promote healing.  Why integrating cupping into existing health practices is beneficial. Follow Dr. Ingegno on Instagram @acuguy for daily tips and updates on integrative wellness! Episode also available on Apple Podcast: http://apple.co/30PvU9C

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During a fun date with Manny in San Juan, Jim noticed that "kids" these days don't really drink to have fun anymore–they have coffee at 10PM. Weird ba??In this episode, Jim & Saab talk about the future of socializing, the circumstances they had back then, bad pick-up tactics, technological advances, and more!Support the pod by joining us at jimandsaab.com and chaoscontrolclub.com (because group therapy is in!!!) :)

The Grow event allows attendees to experience an entire coffee region in one country.Networking opportunities with coffee producers and customers from around the world.Sustainability is a key focus, with educational presentations on carbon and water footprints.Logistics in Guatemala can be challenging but manageable with proper planning.Casa Santo Domingo offers a unique and beautiful venue for the event.Cupping sessions will include data on sustainability impacts of the coffees.A silent auction for micro lots will provide new opportunities for attendees.The event aims to foster conversations about challenges and opportunities in the coffee market.Attendees will gain insights into sustainability initiatives in coffee production.The Grow event is an invite-only experience, but interested parties can reach out for possibilities.   Visit and Explore Covoya!

Adam Meakins is a physical therapist on a mission to upgrade the rehab industry by separating overhyped and sometimes outright dangerous practices from the things that work to help people return to their lives and favourite activities. In this episode, Adam:Picks apart a lot of the “silly bullshit” physical therapists practice.Explains why there isn't as much of a relationships between form and injury risk as we've traditionally believed.Explains the limitations, myths, and appropriate use of various passive treatments like cupping, dry needling, and shockwave.Addresses the problems with chiropractic adjustments.Talks about “bullshit diagnosis” like anterior pelvic tilt and trigger points.Explains what's likely going on with back pain and how to manage it.What actually works to help people feel better. And much more00:43 Debunking Passive Physio Methods01:42 The Problem with Over-Treatment03:19 Active vs. Passive Interventions05:02 Patient Expectations and Challenges07:32 Understanding Regression to the Mean10:02 The Myth of Chiropractic Adjustments11:24 The Reality of Cupping and Scraping22:22 Acupuncture and Dry Needling Explained26:20 Debunking Muscular Imbalances29:39 Debunking the Myth of Leg Length Differences31:51 The Body's Adaptability to Changes33:22 Personal Experiences with Pain and Movement34:31 Exploring Movement Variations36:53 Form and Injury Risk in Training41:34 Injury Rates in Different Sports48:46 The Importance of Recovery and Mindset51:02 Final Thoughts and ResourcesI've been putting a lot of time and effort into making these new episodes valuable for you. You can help me get these great guests and their knowledge in front of more people by:-Subscribing and checking out more episodes-Sharing on your social media (please tag me - I promise I'll respond)-Sharing with the friend you think of who needs this episodeFollow Andrew Coates:Instagram:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@andrewcoatesfitness⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Join My Email List:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠www.andrewcoatesfitness.com

Dr. Jason Pyeatt is a license acupuncturist in the state of New York and he welcomes Trish into True Path Acupuncture office. While Trish goes through electroacupuncture and cupping to help heal from her shoulder surgery, Nana is there for emotional support and to learn more about Traditional Chinese Medicine. Dr. Pyeatt also does a Chinese Medicine Tongue Analysis on Nana and Trish and they find out which one is healthier. Chapters 0:00 Intro 17:02 Acupuncture Begins 31:55 Electricity Starts & Dr. Pyeatt's Clientele 51:32 Reading Nana & Trish's Tongues 58:44 Trish Tries Cupping *** SUPPORT OUR SPONSORS! Roman Connect with a provider at RO.co/OUT to find out if prescription Ro Sparks are right for you and get $15 off your first order *** Pat McAuliffe and Joey Camasta host a series of hilarious, no holds barred conversations that will leave you laughing on the floor. Shows air every Wednesday and Friday, with new guests weekly. Headphones required. iTunes: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/out-about/id1534217005 Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/7rjGpD7sOD4zKOJ2eGXK2Q Follow us on... Instagram: @outandaboutpod, @barstoolpat, @JoeyCamasta Twitter: @OutAndAboutPod, @BarstoolPat, @JoeyCamasta TikTok: @outandaboutpod, @pat.mcauliffe, @JoeyCamastaYou can find every episode of this show on Apple Podcasts, Spotify or YouTube. Prime Members can listen ad-free on Amazon Music. For more, visit barstool.link/outandabout

What if the secret to better health was rooted in ancient wisdom? On today's episode of Food Heals, we're diving into the world of acupuncture and cupping with Dr. Tom Ingegno, a leading expert in integrative medicine with over 23 years of experience. As a doctor of acupuncture and East Asian medicine, Dr. Tom has dedicated his career to helping people heal naturally by combining modern research with time-tested traditional practices. Dr. Tom is the author of The Cupping Book: Unlocking the Secrets of Ancient Healing, where he demystifies cupping therapy and explains how this ancient practice can relieve muscle tension, improve circulation, and reduce stress—all from the comfort of home. Through his work at Charm City Integrative Health, a clinic hailed as the “Future of Medicine” by futurist David Houle, Dr. Tom uses a multidimensional approach to reduce inflammation, regulate the immune system, and optimize overall wellness. In this episode, we explore: ✅ How acupuncture and cupping work to support healing ✅ The benefits of cupping for pain relief, stress reduction, and improved blood flow ✅ What the heck is fire cupping, and how does it work?

In this episode of This Podcast Burns Fat!, we dive deep into the world of cupping therapy and integrative medicine with Dr. Tom Ingegno, DACM—a leading expert with 23+ years of experience in acupuncture and East Asian medicine.

Send us a textThis week on The Less Stressed Life Podcast, I'm diving into a fascinating and practical conversation with Sakina Di Pace, a licensed acupuncturist and facial cupping expert, about how facial cupping can naturally reduce wrinkles, improve skin tone, and boost circulation—all without Botox!In this episode, we dive deep into the power of facial cupping, why it's a game-changer for skin health, and how it fits into the bigger picture of beauty in Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM). Plus, Sakina shares her alternative perspective on Botox and what she's learned from helping women transition away from it.Use code LESSSTRESSED for 10% off your order when you shop here: https://thefacialcuppingexpert.com/KEY TAKEAWAYS:How facial cupping works and how it differs from facial massageThe truth about Botox—does it really help in the long run?The Chinese medicine approach to beauty—why balance mattersHow to start facial cupping at home (without making common mistakes)Why lymphatic drainage is key for glowing skinWho should and shouldn't do facial cupping (Botox, rosacea, and more) ABOUT GUEST:Sakina Di Pace is a licensed acupuncturist with over 15 years of experience in the UK and US. She began using facial cupping to treat nerve conditions like Bell's Palsy and later incorporated it into cosmetic acupuncture to improve facial muscle tone and skin health. During the 2020 lockdown, she launched The Facial Cupping Expert to teach at-home techniques and developed eco-friendly facial cups and oils for natural, glowing skin. Sakina believes in simple, consistent, and accessible skincare that empowers people to care for their skin naturally. WHERE TO FIND:Website: https://thefacialcuppingexpert.com/Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/thefacialcuppingexpert/Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/sereniteskin/WHERE TO FIND CHRISTA:Website: https://www.christabiegler.com/Instagram: @anti.inflammatory.nutritionistPodcast Instagram: @lessstressedlifeYouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@lessstressedlifeLeave a review, submit a questions for the podcast or take one of my quizzes here: https://www.christabiegler.com/linksNUTRITION PHILOSOPHY:Over restriction is dead; if your practitioner is recommending this, they are stuck in 2010 and not evolvingWhole food is soul food and fed is bestSustainable, synergistic nutrition is in (the opposite of whack-a-mole supplementation & supplement graveyards)You don't have to figure it out aloneDo your best and leave the restSPONSOR:  Thanks to Jigsaw Health for sponsoring this episode! Try their MagSoothe or MagSRT for better sleep and less stress. Use code LESSSTRESSED10 at JigsawHealth.com for 10% off—unlimited use!

Over the years, our collective philosophy and approach to coffee has taken many forms as we learn more about what the industry needs to thrive. We as individuals evolve our thoughts and views of coffee often starting with hubris and a strict puritanical view, then opening up to a wider, simpler, generous, and maybe even humble stance on the various ways coffee can be enjoyed and communicated.  Today we are talking about one such journey with the Founder of Fieldwork Coffee and Director of the World Aeropress Championships, Tim Williams! Tim Williams is the director of the World AeroPress Championship, and founder of Melbourne's Fieldwork Coffee. Since the early 2000's, Tim's worked across a range of roles, including Workshop Coffee and Square Mile Coffee Roasters in London, and Intelligentsia Coffee & Tea in Los Angeles. On the sidelines, Tim's collaborated on a number of coffee initiatives including helping to develop Maison Kitsuné's 'Cafe Kitsuné, launching the Gitesi Project, and as a founding member of Coffee Common. Today, Tim lives in Melbourne and divides his time between Fieldwork Coffee, the World AeroPress Championship, running a small charity in rural Rwanda, and raising three kids with his partner, Leah. We talk about: Tim's journey into coffee  The exploding London coffee scene  The shaping forces of competitions and camaraderie  Absolutism in coffee culture and its pitfalls. Understanding coffee requires recognizing its agricultural nuances. Tim emphasizes the importance of hands-on experience in coffee roasting. Cupping coffee critically is essential for quality control. Tim's philosophical shift from conquering coffee to celebrating its complexities.  Why specialization allows for deeper expertise in coffee. Innovative approaches can streamline coffee release processes. Customer expectations are shaped by consistent quality. Why critical feedback is s necessary for growth in the coffee industry. How the World Areopress Championships champion fundamentals.  The argument for taste as the most important aspect of coffee. Understanding brewing variables enhances coffee quality. How nuance in coffee brewing leads to better results. Links: www.worldaeropresschamionship.com @aero.press @fieldworkcoffee   Related episodes:  242 : A Conversation with James Hoffmann 448: Founder Friday! Part 1 “Switching Gears” | w/ Doug Zell of Intelligentsia and The Meteor! 448: Founder Friday! Part 2 “Switching Gears” | w/ Doug Zell of Intelligentsia and The Meteor! 365 : Spilling the Beans on Global Coffee Culture w/ Lani Kingston 309 : A Conversation w/ Sarah Allen and Ken Olson of Barista Magazine 306 : A Conversation w/ 2004 U.S. Barista Champion, Bronwen Serna! 092 : Tony “Tonx” Konecny of Yes Plz : Consumer Accessibility, roasting, 3rd wave, subscription   ATTENTION CAFE OWNERS w/ 2+ Years of running your brick and mortar.... - LOOKING FOR A COMMUNITY OF SUPPORT, ACCOUNTABILITY, INSIGHT, AND ENCOURAGEMENT?  - The Key Holder Coaching Group master-mind are now taking new applicants for our 4th cohort launching in march!    Click below to fill out your application now! KEY HOLDER COACHING APPLICATION   INTERESTED IN 1:1 CONSULTING AND COACHING? If you are a cafe owner and want to work one on one with me to bring your shop to its next level and help bring you joy and freedom in the process then email  chris@keystothshop.com of book a free call now:  https://calendly.com/chrisdeferio/30min  Want a beautiful coffee shop? All your hard surface, stone, Tile and brick needs!  www.arto.com Visit @artobrick The world loves plant based beverages and baristas love the Barista Series!  www.pacificfoodservice.com  

Episode 35: This question is all about tasting (and enjoying!) coffee as espresso. We respond to a listener's question about tasting the cupping notes printed on the label in pour-over vs. espresso, and how to improve your palate! SEND YOUR QUESTIONS TO: questions@riypod.com NOTES: Follow Our NEW Instagram Account @RIY_POD How to Cup Coffee CHECK US OUT HERE: Coffee Bean Corral YouTube Coffee Bean Corral Website Current Crop Roasting Shop Website Rancher Wholesale Website

Dr. Don and Professor Ben talk about the risks from coffee tasting using shared cups, i.e., coffee cupping. Dr. Don - not risky

Ever wondered if celebrities are just like us? We had our very own encounter with Rob Schneider that proved it – and it's just one of the many hilarious stories we share on this episode of the B-Team Podcast. Join hosts Josh Saffran, Matt Marrs, and our ever-unprepared yet charming permanent guest Rob Nelson, as we kick things off with a bourbon tale that's equal parts suspenseful and ridiculous. But the real highlight? Our very special guest, Diana Ocampo, a massage therapist who promises to turn stress into bliss with her expert hands.Diana takes us on an enlightening journey through the world of massage therapy, with a special focus on cupping therapy. Not only does she give us the lowdown on its benefits for muscle recovery and injury treatment, but she also shares a practical demonstration that's both educational and entertaining. Our conversation is peppered with humorous anecdotes – from attire mishaps to unpredictable massage moments – that underscore the importance of laughter in unexpected situations. And if you've ever wondered about the benefits of regular massages, Diana's insights might just have you booking one right away.The episode wraps up with a peek into the massage therapy business, where we discuss everything from promotions to tips and the art of connecting with clients. Whether it's the amusing tales of tipping or the delightful stories of massage mishaps, there's plenty to chuckle at. We also share our own experiences and offer tips on finding the right massage therapist, like Diana Ocampo, to transform your self-care routine. So, tune in for laughter, learning, and a little bit of luxury – you won't want to miss this one!

Over the next week or so, I wanted to reshare the top several episodes of 2024! These are essentially "voted on" by you, the listeners, based on the episodes that had the most downloads over the course of the past calendar year.​​For longtime listeners of the podcast, I think this will be a welcomed revisit of the compelling, invigorating conversations had with these guests; for newer listeners of The Red Light Report, you are undoubtedly in for a treat. Sit back, relax and enjoy learning from some of the best minds and thought leaders in the wellness and longevity spaces!- The more and more I learn about Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) and acupuncture, the more I am intrigued and it just makes intuitive sense. It also helps when you learn this deep and complex knowledge from someone as intelligent and articulate as (now) three-time guest, Dr. Chris Motley. Long-time listeners of the show are familiar with Dr. Motley and his amazing command and intuition when it comes to TCM and other holistic modalities; new listeners.... you are in for a treat! He is by far one of my favorite humans to talk with, on and off the mic. Dr. Motley not only speaks from his depth of learning the information, but even more so from hands-on experience from his full day's of treating patients. During our conversation today, he details some fascinating discoveries he's made via experimenting with red light therapy and acupuncture points; he has observed some profound results particularly with viruses!  We also take a deep dive into the importance of our fascial system and why it is a crucial (and, unfortunately, a highly underrated and overlooked organ system) facet of our overall wellbeing. Most commonly known for playing a major role in our mobility and flexibility, the fascia plays a much deeper role in our vitality. Dr. Motley and I also discuss the invaluable role that cupping plays in optimizing fascial health, which leads to innumerable benefits that we detail during our talk. ​​We also delve into some intriguing topics that are of special interest to Dr. Motley currently, including psychological aspect of physiological growth, the connection between psychological stress and organ growth patterns and the exploration of devices that detect static charges on the skin for diagnostic purposesI hope you enjoy the conversation today with Dr. Motely. Please share this episode with family, friends and colleagues if you find the content especially interesting and/or impactful.   As always, learn lots and light up your health! - Key points: 0:26 - 1:43 Recap of the previous episode. Dr. Motley's focus on incorporating red light therapy for infections. Dr. Motley's Experiences with Red Light Therapy: 1:59 - 4:35 Importance of finding the right wavelength and amplitude. Positive outcomes observed, including improvements in heart conditions. Integration of Red Light Therapy into Treatments: 4:50 - 6:56 Disassociating frequency bond between infections and cells. Cases of long-standing health issues showing improvement. Similarity to Acupuncture and Emotional Aspects: 7:15 - 8:22. Emotional aspects and flower essences in conjunction with red light therapy. Importance of Fascia and Wavelength-Penetration Depth Relationship: 9:02 - 10:19 Importance of fascia and its maintenance. Relationship between wavelength and penetration depth. Standing wave resonance in red light therapy for infections. Tuning Forks, Frequency Generator, and Multi-Layered Approach: 10:46 - 12:46 Use of tuning forks and frequency generator. Multi-layered approach for Lyme disease. Addressing mental and emotional components in treatment. Individualized Frequencies and Adaptation of Treatments: 13:09 - 14:39 Importance of individualized frequencies. Use of frequencies in the range of 300 Hz to 500 Hz. Adapting treatments based on patient response. Variable Duration of Red Light Therapy Sessions and Real-Time Feedback: 15:01 - 16:28 Importance of observation during treatment. Evolution of red light therapy research and personalized approaches. Detox Reactions, Biofeedback, and Closing Remarks: 17:15 - 18:21 Monitoring patients using biofeedback devices. Importance of real-time feedback in fine-tuning treatments. Closing remarks and encouragement to explore red light therapy. Fascia's Significance and Role: 00:18:53 - 00:24:11 Dr. Motley explains fascia's significance and role as a comprehensive map of the body. Fascia composition and conductivity alongside nerves. Tendrils from fascia connecting with DNA and chromosomes. Fascia's role in intracellular signaling, acupuncture, and yoga poses. Facial Cupping and Infrared Light Therapy Integration: 00:24:11 - 00:29:06 Integration of infrared light therapy with cupping for skin health and infection elimination. Dr. Mike Belkowski on the hydration aspect of fascia and cupping's role in creating traction. Consistent facial cupping for anti-aging benefits and skin health. Discussion on Cupping's Impact on Facial Nerves: 00:29:06:23 - 00:29:16:08 Reflection on cupping's similarity to reflexology on the face. Affirmation of cupping's impact on facial nerves. Acknowledgment of the connection between cupping and facial nerves. Observations and Benefits of Cupping System with Red and Near-Infrared Light: 00:29:16:10 - 00:35:24:23 Observations on patients undergoing multiple cupping sessions. Consistency in cupping leading to less color in marks. Integration of red and near-infrared light in cupping for enhanced therapeutic effects. Acknowledgment of the near-infrared component in their cupping system. Exploration of Psychological Growth and Physiological Expression: 00:35:25:00 - 00:38:57:12 Transition to discussing current areas of interest and exploration. Focus on investigating the psychological aspect of physiological growth. Interest in exploring the connection between psychological stress and organ growth patterns. Exploration of devices that detect static charges on the skin for diagnostic purposes. Environmental Factors and Health Patterns: 00:39:14:22 - 00:42:30:24 Acknowledgment of the potential impact of new health devices on the medical field. Discussion on the environmental influence on health based on geographic location. Appreciation for the uniqueness of health conditions in different locations. Acknowledgment of the role of environmental factors in overall health. Skin Issues and Their Reflection of Internal Imbalances: 00:43:50:06 - 00:52:36:06 Dr. Motley's insights into connecting skin conditions with deeper health issues. Emphasis on treating the root cause instead of addressing the visual manifestation. Importance of understanding the skin's role in revealing underlying health concerns. Advocacy for exploring alternative therapies and staying informed about health. - Watch this episode on YouTube - Learn more from & about Dr. Chris Motley: IG: @doctormotleyAncient Health Podcast: Apple Podcasts & SpotifyMembership Course (monthly & yearly options available) - As discussed in today's episode, Dr. Motley highlights the undervalued impact that our fascial system has on our overall health and how cupping your body on a consistent basis  — whether pain points or for general health and wellness  — is one of the easiest ways to keep your fascia pliable and hydrated.For a limited time, get 20% off all BioLight ReVamp cupping system products! Coupon code: motley20This coupon code will be live for a full week from the release of this podcast episode. - To learn more about red light therapy and shop for the highest-quality red light therapy products, visit https://www.biolight.shop - Dr. Mike's #1 recommendations: Grounding products: Earthing.com EMF-mitigating products: Somavedic Blue light-blocking glasses: Ra Optics - Stay up-to-date on social media: Dr. Mike Belkowski: Instagram LinkedIn   BioLight: Instagram YouTube Facebook

Hosts Jordan Michelman and Zachary Carlsen ring in the holidays with an epic seventeen coffee cupping on the latest episode of the Coffee Sprudgecast. So many holiday blends (some not blends at all!) to taste through—and Carlsen and Michelman slurp through them all! Dune Coffee – Holiday Blend Equator Coffees – Holiday Blend Joe Coffee Company – Rockefeller Holiday Coffee La Barba – Jubilee Madcap Coffee – Winter Solstice Mr. Espresso – Caffè Festivo Night Swim Coffee – The Holiday Blend Olympia Coffee – Holiday Blend Partners Coffee – Miracle on North 6th Street Passenger Coffee – Holiday Coffee Phil & Sebastian – Snow Day Portland Coffee Roasters – Holiday Roast Sightglass Coffee – Winter Solstice Stumptown Coffee – Evergreen Verve Coffee – Holiday Seasonal Blend This episode of the Coffee Sprudgecast is sponsored by Ceado, Pacific Barista Series, La Marzocco, Ghirardelli, and DONA.

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Kilve beach is edged by sheer cliffs and is made of rocks. Mostly small ones the size of oranges, up to medium sized ones the size of sofa cushions. To cross over them is unstable and you have to move like a penguin, which must be fun to watch if you aren't the one trying to stay upright. Jutting up between the smaller rocks are huge mattress sized boulders that are either massive flat topped rocks of unimaginable weight, or maybe if you could look below have no underside at all because they are the exposed surface of the Earth's crust. They make excellent resting points where you can temporarily stop from awkward walking and admire the amazing view. Having progressed some way along the beach we reached a smooth ridge of rock that ran for a long stretch perpendicular to the sea. It afforded us a path to walk on for a while. Either side of the ridge pools of stranded seawater had gathered beside piles of tangled seaweed. The atmosphere at this point had softened considerably, and there was in addition to being able to hear the sea a kind of silence too, immediately around us, so pure you could hear tiny bubbles popping in the rock pools.  It had something to do  with the rock cliffs of Kilve. They were doing something interesting. Cupping and reflecting sound, acting like the back wall of a theatre. Ahead the shoreline, though only about fifty yards away, was below the sound horizon owing to a very steep rake on the beach. This has the effect of mellowing the breaking waves, emphasising the weight of the waves rather than the brightness of the turbulent water. Occasionally a seventh wave breaks over a rocky outcrop directly centre of scene sending a plume of foaming suds high into the air and for a few moments above the sound horizon.  * Far left of scene you can sometimes hear children playing on the beach with their dad, maybe looking for fossils. Some hardy birds that make a peeping call swoop around too. As the episode opens a tiny microlight aeroplane crosses the sky from left to right, going almost directly overhead. For some reason we love this sound, it seems to reflect that free feeling you get on a wide open beach. You may notice the tide is very gradually coming in over the episode, yielding more splashes and watery details from the breaking waves as time progresses. 

THE THUNDER HAVE ADVANCED TO THE EMIRATES NBA CUP Dylan and Tyranny are here to give you the breakdown of the Thunders blowout victory over the Jazz: SANTA SZN, Zia's breakout game, the bench triumvirate, Shai's masterclass, rotations, matchups and more! Followed by quarter season grades and LIVE reactions and configurations the NBA cup seeding, and more!

From Mao to Main Street: Michael Regilio unravels the surprising story behind Traditional Chinese Medicine's global rise on this week's Skeptical Sunday! Welcome to Skeptical Sunday, a special edition of The Jordan Harbinger Show where Jordan and a guest break down a topic that you may have never thought about, open things up, and debunk common misconceptions. This time around, we’re joined by skeptic, comedian, and podcaster Michael Regilio! On This Week's Skeptical Sunday: The modern global presence of TCM (traditional Chinese medicine) is largely a result of political necessity rather than proven effectiveness. Surprisingly, it had been largely abandoned in China by the 1800s until Chairman Mao revived it in the 1960s as a solution to healthcare shortages — despite not personally believing in it himself. The scientific foundation of TCM's core concepts — chi, yin/yang balance, and meridians — remains unproven. Studies attempting to validate these practices face significant challenges, including the impossibility of true double-blind trials and concerns about data reliability, particularly in Chinese research where regulators found over 80% of clinical trial data to be fabricated. Acupuncture's effectiveness appears largely tied to the placebo effect, though this shouldn't be dismissed. Studies show "sham" acupuncture (needles placed randomly) produces similar results to "real" acupuncture, suggesting the specific placement of needles according to meridian theory may be less important than the overall experience and belief in the treatment. Cupping, while popularized by athletes like Michael Phelps, essentially creates controlled tissue damage through suction. Though it may temporarily increase blood flow, it can cause permanent skin damage if done repeatedly and may aggravate existing skin conditions. Chinese herbal medicine represents a bright spot in the TCM landscape, built on 500 million years of plant evolution and chemical development. Some traditional remedies have led to breakthrough modern treatments, like Artemisinin for malaria, showing how ancient wisdom can guide modern medical discoveries when subjected to rigorous scientific testing. This suggests that while we should approach traditional practices with skepticism, we shouldn't dismiss them entirely — instead, we can use modern scientific methods to identify and develop valuable treatments from traditional knowledge. Connect with Jordan on Twitter, Instagram, and YouTube. If you have something you'd like us to tackle here on Skeptical Sunday, drop Jordan a line at jordan@jordanharbinger.com and let him know! Connect with Michael Regilio at Twitter, Instagram, and YouTube,...

Send us a textCan a 4,000-year-old healing practice really hold the key to solving modern health issues like pain, stress, and inflammation—without expensive tools or complex treatments?On this week's Better Health Bookshelf, I'm featuring The Cupping Book by Dr. Tom Ingegno. Dr. Tom is not just an author—he's a seasoned Doctor of Acupuncture and East Asian Medicine with over 20 years of clinical experience. Dr. Tom explains how this 4,000-year-old practice, made famous by athletes like Michael Phelps, can help you relieve pain, reduce inflammation, and even manage stress—all from the comfort of your home. You'll learn why cupping therapy is so effective, how it increases blood flow, and what makes it one of the safest, most affordable options for everyday wellness. Whether you're dealing with muscle tension, chronic pain, or just looking for a natural way to relax, this episode is packed with actionable insights.TOP TAKEAWAYS FROM THIS EPISODE:Cupping Therapy Helps Pain Relief: It works by gently pulling on your skin to bring more blood to the area, which helps sore muscles feel better.Cupping Is a Safe And Affordable Tool: You don't need fancy equipment or big money to try cupping; it's something you can even do at home with a little guidance.Cupping Improves Blood Flow: Fresh blood brings oxygen and nutrients to your body, helping it heal faster and feel stronger.Relaxation Happens Naturally: Cupping tells your body to calm down, making it easier to handle stress and even fall asleep!FREE GIFT FROM DR. TOM:Learn how to add meditation to your daily life with Dr. Tom's free meditation course on Udemy! It's an easy way to improve your mental and physical health. Click here to unlock a simple, powerful habit for better living!For more information about Mike Capuzzi, visit MikeCapuzzi.com.

Comedian Jeff Dye (jeffdye.com) joins Jason and Randy to discuss the result or lack thereof of the Jake Paul/Mike Tyson fight, the Dodgers being the new Evil Empire, hanging with the Lakers, naming the NBA in-season tournament, LaMelo Ball gets fined $100k for saying "No Homo" in a postgame interview, Mo Bamba trolls Joel Embiid's load management, Justine Wang runs the NYC Marathon drunk, the Drunk Sports Hall Of Fame, and Jason Statham (Jonathan Kite) records another NCAA basketball promo, and so much more!

Blanche Cruz, a skilled acupuncturist with a background in fitness, takes us deep into the ancient art of Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM). Blanche reveals the secrets your tongue can tell about your health, from organ function to emotional well-being. Discover how acupuncture communicates with the nervous system, the importance of tongue diagnosis, and why modern science now backs this age-old practice. Blanche also shares her personal journey into TCM and how it transformed her approach to mental health, musculoskeletal issues, and more. If you've ever wondered how ancient wisdom meets modern healing, this episode is your gateway to understanding the power of TCM. 00:00 – Blanche's journey into acupuncture and how it saved her daughter's health 06:30 – The science behind acupuncture and its nervous system connection 13:00 – Treating mental health with TCM: The physical-emotional connection 19:15 – Tongue diagnosis: What the shape, color, and coating reveal about health 25:40 – Cupping, moxibustion, and modern misconceptions about acupuncture 31:20 – The difference between dry needling and authentic acupuncture 37:10 – How TCM integrates with Western medicine for better outcomes 42:35 – Tips for holistic care: Water, food, and achieving balance 47:50 – Why the tongue changes with treatment: A look at results over time 53:30 – Final reflections: Why TCM remains a powerful tool for modern wellness

Send us a Text Message.This week on The Less Stressed Life Podcast, I am joined by the amazing Dr. Tom Ingegno, clinician, speaker, and bestselling author of "The Cupping Book." In this episode, we dive into the world of cupping and acupuncture, exploring how these ancient practices boost blood flow, enhance lymphatic drainage, and support overall health. Dr. Tom shares fascinating history, emotional benefits, and practical tips for safe home use. Discover why consistency is key and how these therapies can elevate your self-care game! Tune in for a lively conversation that blends ancient wisdom with modern wellness, and let's get less stressed together!

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Comedian and podcaster Joe Bartnick (Puck Off, A Killing In Chicago) joins Jason and Randy to talk about the French Open and Novak Djokovic, the Oilers vs Panthers matchup in the Stanley Cup Final, Padres infielder Tucupita Marcano receives a lifetime ban from the MLB for betting on baseball, a man at a Chinese Comic-Con dresses as Kobe Bryant's helicopter crash, a woman at the Edmonton Oilers game flashes her breasts and is offered a porn contract, and Paul Giamatti (Jonathan Kite) leaves a voicemail about life for Caitlin Clark, and so much more!