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LB 676 was advanced by the Health and Human Services Committee to General File as a combination of three separate pieces of legislation proposed: LB 701, LB 374 and LB 676.We will discuss the changes in this podcast as well as two amendments proposed after advancing to General File. Amendment 914 would remove the licensure for certified professional midwives from the bill if passed. Link to the committee report: https://nebraskalegislature.gov/FloorDocs/109/PDF/CS/LB676.pdf Link to the bill page for LB676:https://nebraskalegislature.gov/bills/view_bill.php?DocumentID=59164&docnum=LB676&leg=109Link to AM914 from Senator Fredrickson: https://nebraskalegislature.gov/FloorDocs/109/PDF/AM/AM914.pdfChart comparing education requirements among the groups outlined:https://nebmed.org/wp-content/uploads/2025/04/Provider-Education-Comparison_PDF-1.pdfWe rely on your donations to keep producing this podcast content and to support physician advocacy in Nebraska. If you would like to support Nebraska Alliance for Physician Advocacy, a 501(c)(3) organization in Nebraska please click to DONATE NOW.  If you have questions or answers, please email us at contact@nebraskaallianceforphysicianadvocacy.org Please check out our website at: Nebraska Alliance for Physician Advocacy Follow on social media:@NEAllianceforPhysicianAdvocacy on Instagramhttps://www.facebook.com/neallianceforphysicianadvocacy on Facebook

Graduation Day.  Book 3 in 18 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels."You know nothing of what you speak of, Ishara, yet you now feel free to insult us," she simmered."Don't know, don't care. It was all before my time. I care about the 'here-and-now' as well as what we do in the future. What I am asking you is what concrete item or 'thing' can be provided to House Zorja to put this blood feud behind you. Name it and House Ishara will endeavor to procure it for you.""We are not merchants," Jana's eyes narrowed."No. I didn't imply you were. If you want new sandals for everyone in your House, I'll find you new sandals. If you want 100,000 acres of ranchland, I'll find you the land. Name it," I persisted."Our prestige cannot be bought," she 'explained'."No, but a blood feud with House Ishara can be avoided by making a request of us in the same way as expressing your desire to harm my daughter can be expressed by denying my offer," I hardened. "And 'fuck you very much' if you think I won't use every son, daughter, mother, aunt, and uncle of Ishara when I come gunning for House Zorja too.""You wouldn't dare bring outsiders into this," Klavdiya interjected."Why not? The offices of Ishara handed House Zorja the coup of the century ~ the capture of the People's Liberation Army Navy nuclear carrier. A member of House Zorja commanded that task, yet they did so by leading forces marshalled by House Ishara, outsider forces. You may wish to keep playing by old rules concerning who is and isn't part of a House, but I am not so constrained, sisters.""So Klavdiya, if House Meenakshi pursues its blood feud with House Zorja, House Ishara will gleefully join them in the pummeling. And we have Isharans in the 9 Clans, the Khanate and the Illuminati who will gladly help us out in slapping them around like the old-fashion curmudgeons they are showing themselves to be, or, House Zorja may request a gift from House Ishara and we will happily clear accounts between them and House Meenakshi in the name of our daughter, Parvati. Their choice.""You are still on the mats," Elsa reminded me. Sikia coiled protectively next to us."And you said something about a lesson being long overdue," Pamela smirked, "Kitten.""Cáel Ishara," Shawnee said in a soft voice, "perhaps it is germane to the argument: the fault of the blood feud rests with House Zorja, not House Meenakshi."I fell on my back, carrying Tad fi with me. She gasped out in surprise while remaining closely cuddled with me. Her right hand never left my lips."Why does no one tell me this shit?" I moaned."You are hard," Tad fi announced. "Are you ready to have more sex?" She was sounding upbeat about our prospects. She was also ignorant of our surroundings being deaf and blind to the mortal realm."Gossamer Wing," I created a pet name for the augur, "we are lying on the sparring mats of a large combat arena in the central Full-blooded training center for Havenstone with roughly 500 sisters in attendance (the audience had grown). While I am enticed by your scent, words, proximity and sweet memories of what we've shared, I'm probably going to be badly beaten up really soon for a terrific diplomatic snafu.""But then we can have sex?""Yeah. I'm totally up for having sex with you after they release me from Medical," I assured her. I looked around her to a very unhappy Mahdi."Can you find it in your heart to forgive House Zorja? Anything I can,""Yes," she abruptly cut me off.What the fuck?"At this time, my hatred of House Ishara, and you in particular, make any grievance I have with House Zorja pale in comparison. You have bewitched my only daughter. She bares your child, and it will be a wonderful child if the soiled augur you've stuck your cock in is to be believed," she ground out bitterly. "I want to go home. I want to find enemies to kill. And when I do, Cáel Ishara, know each and every one of them will carry your face in my mind."She turned to Jana. "Do you agree that we both hate Ishara enough to put aside our current differences?"Jana studied Mahdi, me, then Mahdi again and agreed. She stood. Mahdi stood. They clasped arms like Amazons, then hugged like sisters."Agreed. He is much worse."My thoughts on the matter. Woot! I was having sex! Oh, and I was making Aya happy by ending a blood feud."My admiration of you continues to increase," Krasimira looked at me. "This diplomacy stuff is harder than it looks yet you pull it off so effortlessly.""Yay me!" I muttered."Keeper, are we done?" Sikia asked Krasimira."I believe so," the older Amazon rose to her feet. Sikia was far faster in rising."Mahdi of Meenakshi, you have insulted me and my augur. Defend yourself," she snarled. If Tad fi hadn't been immediately present, Mahdi wouldn't have even warranted a warning no doubt."Had you done your job," Mahdi flowed into her fighting stance, "you both wouldn't be pregnant.""Whoa now," I struggled to rise while keeping Tad fi close and my body between her and the Meenakshi/Zorja side of the mat. "Sikia, I can't let you fight. You're pregnant too.""Don't be stupid, Cáel Ishara," Sikia retreated off the mat, so she could shed her jacket and footwear. "Amazons have fought pregnant for thousands of years.""Hold on now," NYPD Sgt. Larisa Kutuzov said in English as she moved forward. I was a millisecond too late. Larisa's foot touched down on the mat and Marlene Zorja popped her one, a hand chop to the larynx. The senior cop stumbled forward."Mom!" shouted Nikita. Marlene followed up with a leg sweep, putting Larisa face first on the mats, then a fist strike to the back of the head, knocking her out. Neat and tidy in less than two seconds.Nikita was about to charge in when Chaz stopped her."Footwear," he advised in the tone of voice I had learned to associate with him and imminent violence. The moment he stopped her, he was quickly removing his own socks and shoes. Virginia and Pamela were doing the same. I was allowed freedom of movement because I was holding Tad fi. Krasimira exited because of her unique status. The rest were already barefoot."Gale, could you please stay with Tad fi," I tried to hand her off."No," Gale looked me over. "I will fight." No hint on whose side she would be fighting on. Krasimira came to my rescue."I'll take her.""Tad fi," I told the augur, "I have to go get beaten up now, but I promise I will be back for you directly.""This is not your fight," Krasimira said. "The words and deeds are Sikia's.""A, she carries my child and B, the deeds being called into question are my fault.""You told me once they were the Will of Ishara," Krasimira mused."We are one in the same," I gave a lopsided grin."Be careful," Tad fi pleaded. "Your future is a chaotic jumble, I cannot see,""Eh, I've been very bad. We'll talk about it later. Gotta go," I headed onto the mats.Pamela was giving the ground rules to the 'normals': No 'fair warnings'. No 'fair play'. No 'time outs'. You fought until unconscious, or you surrendered."This is going to suck," Virginia assessed our odds. Two Amazons had removed Larisa from the mats and were tending to her. Nikita was kneeling by her side until she heard Virginia, then came our way.Besides Sikia, we had Pamela, Chaz, Virginia, myself and Nikita. Oneida stepping up was nice. She wasn't a great combatant, but we dearly needed the help. Gale joining us was, unsettling. Amazons don't play fair, so this could be a ruse.Against us were all three Zorja and both Meenakshi ~ I imagined Rhada felt she had something to prove to her mother. They'd picked up ten other Amazons and Rhonwenn Nemain. Klavdiya joined them to counterbalance her baby sister. Eight to seventeen ~ ouch."Damn," a familiar voice from my first days on the job spoke up from behind me, "we almost missed this." I didn't dare look over my shoulder. Desiree stepped between Chaz and Virginia. Rachel came up on my left and Tiger Lily on my right. At the tail end of our line was Mona, Meridian, Brielle and Wiesława. Fifteen to seventeen was looking much better, especially considering Desiree had brought five Security Detail warriors with her, all of whom were moving to further bolster our numbers."Rachel," Elsa looked to her underling, "you have no idea why you are fighting.""It is for Cáel. So it must be for a better tomorrow," Rachel laughed."Very well," Elsa smirked."You!" Mahdi pointed at me, and we both charged. It was a jumbled nightmare of clashing bodies, war cries and flashes of movement all around. Our side had two main advantages -While Chaz was by no means the best hand-to-hand combatant present, he knew the basic Amazon style and most Amazons didn't know his. Added to his overall height and bulk advantages, he bought us time.Of greater importance, Rachel, Tiger Lily and Mona had extensive training working as a team, which none of the opponents had.Elsa was the most dangerous individual on the mat. Pamela was the second most dangerous, so Elsa grabbed a couple of partners and ganged up on her to drive her off the mats. Chaz went next, out-Elsa'ed and beaten unconscious. The issue was, it took her too long to accomplish those two feats. By the time she rounded on me, Rachel and Tiger Lily, our half of the field had wiped out theirs. It was six of us (me, Rachel, Tiger Lily, Gale, Wiesława and Desiree) versus four of them (Elsa, Marlene, Klavdiya and Rhonwenn).Still, I was facing Elsa, so a judicious bit of treachery was required."Gale," I huffed and puffed, "please retire. I don't want you to fight your sister.""What?" Gale snapped. She'd taken a beating, yet remained feisty."No, fighting her sister is okay with me," Desiree scowled. "We are still facing fucking Elsa.""All the other women you have mated with have failed. I remain," Gale trumpeted."Oh, you are right," I half-turned. "All the reason you are more precious to me.""Really?""Of course," I deepened my introspective appreciation of her."Oh," and Klavdiya punched Rhonwenn. That was an 'oh, Cáel Ishara must actually care for my baby sister and not be just a Playa' on Klavdiya's part. Yeah. I'm a horrible fucking person at times.Rachel, Tiger Lily and I rushed Elsa. Marlene pivoted to ward against Klavdiya while Gale and Wiesława stormed in against her. Desiree helped Klavdiya finish drubbing Rhonwenn before they combined to force Marlene off the mats. Elsa chose to go down swinging in a dogpile of bodies. I took an ear-ringing blow to the head which allowed Rachel to apply a chokehold and it was lights out for the Head of SD.After some water bottles went around and those concussed returned to wakefulness, the resolution of the brawl was decided. Mahdi apologized to Sikia. It was short, terse and sparing of any empathy, yet was within the bounds of Amazon etiquette. She departed with Rhada, which left me to pick up the pieces, starting with Nikita's mom."Oh," the older woman moaned then, "Ms. Fredrickson? What are you doing here?""Avenging you, Mother," Nikita fluffed up the truth. "She, Cáel and the others cleaned house on the woman who jumped you and her allies.""Desk Sergeant," Desiree gave a curt nod."This isn't over," Larisa winced as she moved to a sitting position."Mrs. Kutuzov, it is over," I headed off a colossal waste of time. "This is my daily life and part of your daughter's life with JIKIT. You will find scant witnesses and no tape recordings of these events. This craziness is just another day in the life here at Havenstone. You stepped on the mat and thus became fair game to any physical confrontation an opponent cared to mete out. Consider this sovereign soil of an independent nation-state.""We," she looked around. "You kicked their asses?""Definitely," Pamela gave a feral snarl."This is plain nuts," she shook her head, winced in cranial pain, then put her aching head in her hands."One of the reasons we've put our dating in hiatus," Nikita comforted her mother while looking at me, and smiling affectionately.Ah, for fuck sakes! I was engaged to someone else and having a dozen kids by ten different women. How could I still possibly be considered viable dating material? Oh yeah, martial valor, laughing at death, I hung out with truly exceptional cool people and I would always be in need of saving, a plus for a crusader like Nikita.I had so many allies to tend to, but only one who seemed to be making an exit. I swooped down on Tad fi long enough to place her fingers to my lips."I'll be right back, friend of a friend in need," and off I went. I caught Tavi of House Stolgos just outside the door. She wasn't avoiding me. She'd been observing Chaz and he had been otherwise occupied.My British companion had played a pivotal role in the combat and taken his beating like a man. He'd been rendered unconscious. So had many others, so no stigma was attached to his loss. Post-battle, he had chosen to sit on his haunches, knees up, talking to several of the Amazons, both kneeling and standing. A few had been bystanders and a few others foes.He stayed on his ass to reduce his height advantage. Letting Amazons make eye contact while not having to look up at you created definite benefits. His good natured approach to his role in the fight and pummeling earned him positive vibes as well. He made it clear the tussle to him was not macho-personal. He was my 'brother / sister / sibling' spiritually-speaking via Pamela adopting us both as her 'grandsons', so my fights were his fights. Sikia had my (Cáel's) child, so that bond extended to her as well ~ family.Pamela and I had schooled him on Amazon psychology and those lessons were now paying serious dividends. 'The Male' hadn't wanted to fight them ~ 'Amazons are tough' he'd confessed, he knew this because he worked with several every day on JIKIT~ but family was on the line, so he fought. Mahdi had apologized, so the matter was settled. The other Amazons he'd fought? They had fought for their reasons and he was okay with not questioning them about it.Why? He was conscious of his conspicuous status as a 'guest', knew he was in no way an Amazon, and was not privy to what motivated them. He didn't want to be an Amazon. He had his own, much younger, martial tradition he was proud of, yet was eager to learn from the vastly greater Amazon war lore because 'winners' didn't have a gender-bias and no other tradition could compete with the Amazons' 3,000 years.Under normal circumstances, the women around him wouldn't have given credence to his praise. He was a male after all. Through the tiny tear I'd created in their insulating social fabric, Chaz was building upon his own exploits. In the after-battle analysis, the Amazons reflected on the realization Elsa had concentrated on him as her number two objective, second only to Pamela who scared everyone who knew anything about her. That bolstered Chaz's appeal.For the Amazons who thought a male would get all pouty and cry over being beaten up by a girl/girls, Chaz was breaking the mold. He wasn't angry. He was amused. The fight had been a learning experience and he'd felt honored to watch, no matter how briefly, a warrior of Elsa's caliber fight. He'd explained 'I', Cáel Wakko Ishara, considered Elsa one of the top 5 combatants I'd ever seen, which included Ajax the Unconquered. The others were Sakuniyas, reborn Amazon and former Queen of Assyria, Saint Marie, the Golden Mare, and Pamela, the Cliff-walker.More happy Amazons because the list's only non-Amazon was a dead Hero from the Trojan Wars and it was well known I 'got around' (aka dealt with violent outsiders.) Chaz was telling the truth, almost. The 'fifth' person on the list was Alal, but explaining him would be difficult, so Chaz edited him for this particular audience. Good man.In the hallway, "Tavi, a moment," I called out. She slowed down, took a few more steps allowing me to catch up."Yes Ishara?" she gave me her best neutral look. Yep. She was jealous."I beg two favors from you," I quickly went down to one knee in her path. That caught her off guard and left her in the awkward position of me being terribly close and staring up at her."I, I will listen," she muttered."I would like to know if you are pregnant," I asked very softly. Yes, she was, but she didn't want to tell me. She contemplated pushing past me. It would be very easy. "I know I am stepping beyond the boundaries between warriors. Please. My destiny has brought you two together. I am at fault here." 'Fault' was the key word."If I have a son, he will be given to the Queen," Tavi's face was stern and unforgiving. "He will live.""That's not what he's worried about," I shook my head. "He wants to be a father to your daughter, Tavi. He wants to introduce you to his mother and grandmothers, maybe his sisters too, if that can be arranged.""Huh?""He is not like me, Tavi. There is no other in his life, but you.""I, I will not leave my House for him," she protested angrily."He would never ask you. That doesn't mean he doesn't want to remain at your side for years to come. He can be a father to your child and not be a part of House Stolgos in the same way you can be a mother to your child and not be a part of Clan Tomorrow.""Oh," she furrowed her brow. "How would this possibly work?""I have an 'in' with the Queen," I winked. "I'll work out something.""He knows I will never stop being an Amazon," she elucidated intensely."Absolutely. He is an intelligence operative after all. He's figured a few things out for himself.""Why doesn't he tell me these things?""Tavi, he threw his body on top of me to shield me from a bomb blast, so he's undoubtedly brave, but telling you what is in his heart is scary for him. As his brother, I see behind his silence,""Oh, what should I do?" she was vexed."Go back in there, demand to speak with him and tell him the truth," I stood up."The truth?""That you are going to have a little StolgosTomorrow-ite running around sometime next year," I exuded confidential friendliness."Cáel Ishara," she tilted her head slightly, "you don't know much about infants, do you?""Nope," I pseudo-confessed. I actually did know something about newborns. I'd studied up so I could make a move on a cute girl whose free time was eaten up by babysitting, so I 'helped out'. Oink."They aren't 'running around'," she turned to head back into the gym, "until the ninth month at the earliest. Normally, running doesn't happen until the eighteenth month.""My fiancée has a three-year old, so she should be able to help me through some of the hardest parts," I babbled along. Tavi didn't give a crap.In we went. Tavi stormed straight toward the bevy of Amazon babes concentrating on 'her' Chaz."Color Sergeant Tomorrow," she abruptly interrupted. "A moment of your time.""Ladies," Chaz uncoiled himself from the surrounding women. The Amazons were either mildly put off, they thought they were about to get laid, or pissed off, they were sure they were about to get laid, and Tavi was stomping on their happy."Yes, Ms. Gentry," Chaz linked his hands behind his back in a 'rest easy' stance. 'Gentry' was the fake last name Tavi used in the outside world. She motioned toward the windows with her head. Off they went. I couldn't hear what was being said, but my lip reading skills were up to the task.T: (I am pregnant)C: (I love you)T: (Oh) ~ stunned. Go Chaz!C: (Well, I don't imagine the Amazons have a marriage ceremony and an Anglican service would be inappropriate, so perhaps we could research a Scythian ritual which could make both families happy) ~ delivered in the patented smooth Chaz style.T: (Marriage? To you?)C: (I will not submit to being anyone's slave nor would I ever ask you to submit to me. Outside of that, will you be my partner and my partner alone until the cliffs separate us?)T: (Amazons are not monogamous)C: (I am)T: (I will, I mean, can I think about this?)C: (I am not going anywhere, Tavi){Pause}T: (Did you put Ishara, Cáel Ishara up to this?)C: (Yes)T: (Why?)C: (I imagine he explained what I am feeling better than I could)T: (Oh, do you want me to meet your mother and grandmothers?)C: (Absolutely)T: (Okay)C: (Okay ~ you would like to meet my Mother and Grandmothers?)T: (No, yes, I mean, yes I would like to meet them and I am okay with you being with no other woman until the cliffs separate us, and I will do the same, no other males)C: (If I pick you up, hug you and kiss you, will your sisters freak out?)T: (I don't know)So Chaz swept Tavi up until her head was higher than his (a feat, considering their 8" height differential) and kissed her deeply. Mumbled words followed. Tavi wrapped her legs around Chaz's waist and out they went. Around me were angry murmurings of the 'did that Amazon just run off with our man' variety. Not my problem. I had plenty of different Amazons wanting my attention. Hallelujah!{8:00 pmDon't try this at home.I covered my face with a pillow and pressed down hard. I'd already tried breathing exercises, meditation and even contemplated more cranial trauma before thinking up this particular crazy idea. It took some mental effort and accessing some of my Alal-'pain sorting' skills to accomplish, but in the end, I felt myself 'let go'.I sat up."Hello," Tad fi beamed."Hey," I took a deep breath. Since we were talking, I must have passed out. Her eyes wandered over the room."Is this the world as you see it?" she wondered. Oh yeah, I had to be creating the environment for her to enjoy.Sikia was kneeling on the bed a foot away, her gaze moving between the two of us. The 'grayness' of her form suggested she was wholly in reality and not in the 'Ishara-space' the goddess had shown me and I was now sharing with my augur."This is how you see me?" she examined her fingers, her wrists, then some long locks of her hair."You are more beautiful," I answered. The impact of my words crossing over drew her eyes back to me. It was the magic of hearing for the normally deaf girl. I concentrated, peeled back some fantasy and attached a realistic form to Sikia. Tad fi followed my gaze."Your hair," she addressed her guardian, "It is lighter than I imagined."Sikia said something I couldn't understand, muffled as it was by my dreaming."I cannot hear you, but I see you through his eyes," the augur carried on her conversation. They touched. It had to be somewhat bizarre for Sikia. As she reached for Tad fi's hand, her friend intercepted the extended member. Their fingers intertwined before completing the journey to the guardian's lips."Don't cry, no, we couldn't have, no, we shouldn't have knocked him out sooner. I don't think he was aware of this discipline when we first met. Were you, Cáel?""No. Perhaps if I had understood more about the consequences of seeing ghosts, I might have," I tapered off. "Now that we know. I can try this more often.""Your health?" Tad fi worried."I might be immortal," I confessed. I was confessing because I was desperately seeking a way to share some of my genetic quirkiness with her ~ some strength to carry her through this pregnancy and spare her life, Dot Ishara be damned."And you would seek a way to spare me," she graced me with her gentle presence. Lying in the 'spirit' world was a whole lot tougher than in the flesh."Yeah. I've got some arcane lore rattling around in my head, plus I have a few outside sources I can ask for help. I'm not giving up on you.""I have foreseen my death.""Well, un-foresee it," I scolded her. "Dot Ishara told me we see what might happen, though nothing is guaranteed. So even your death isn't an absolute. Since it hasn't happened, I see no reason to let it happen. You are going to live to hold our daughter. If not, my immortality is worthless.""You can never save everyone. Sometimes you must let a few go to save the rest," she advised."If I find someone I'm not attached to, I'll let them go. I promise. Until then, I'm, ugh, I'm fading, and I'm keeping you.""We shall see," she murmured. I fell back into my body and into wakefulness."Now we have sex," Tad fi announced in a melodic voice."He is ready to perform," Sikia agreed. She was fondling my balls with one hand while her breath played across my rod. I sat up to see the augur climbing up the bed between my thighs. She kissed my glans, licked across its top, then kissed it again."I've got it from here," she told Sikia."What?" Sikia was confused. Tad fi's lips began to engulf my sceptre."Sikia, come here," I gently pulled on her arm. She was conflicted yet up some came.We started out with tender kisses on the lips. I kept drawing her toward me. My lips and tongue migrated down her chin and throat to her breasts. When she thought my target was her breasts, she was all onboard. That was a mere stop-off point on my journey, though I played around for a while.At the same time, I had to use subtle movements with my hips and clenches with my gluts to school Tad fi on her fellatio. Thankfully, I was doubly-blessed. This wasn't my first time schooling two girls at once and Tad fi could determine more from such minimal reactions due to her heightened sense of my muscle contractions through her touch than any other woman I'd ever met.When I began running my tongue in large lashes underneath her breasts, I confused Sikia once more. She was resistant as my hands on her hips pulled her higher so that my lips and teeth could tease her taut stomach while I twirled my tongue in her belly button. She giggled.I had been slowly wiggling down the bed, backing Tad fi up, so when it came time to mount Sikia on my face, I had the headboard room. I kept her muscular thighs securely in hand because the moment I had her happy, I pushed her up. She looked down, seeking guidance and I motioned her to turn around. She did the eye-ball math, realized she'd be facing her augur, and hastily obeyed. Of course, her movement on the bed alerted Tad fi through mattress vibrations.Sikia was sitting on my face, leaning down so she could run her hands through Tad fi's hair and along her face and lips (and my phallus). I kept my hands pressed between our bodies. My right made the sojourn to my pubic area to play around and give them both something else to suck on, my fingers. My left loitered around between Sikia's breasts and her clitoris when my lips were otherwise occupied.I could cup her clit with my tongue in a U-shape, rubbing it along my taste buds. Most of my time was taken up with my tongue broad lashing her vulva or tightly-twisted and delving into her cunt and my nose pushing against her brown hole. I could tilt myself up so I could make tongue-intrusions into her back passage as well. The first time, she squealed.Before she could decide if she wanted to make me stop (she did, virtually all first timers always default to asking their partner to stop, so you have to distract them), Tad fi wanted to know what had brought her reaction on. Then came Sikia's troubled revelation of what I was doing, how the augur shouldn't suffer through it, despite the increasing pleasure she was receiving, only to finally be unable to supply the answer as to why Tad fi shouldn't experience it too.Sikia shot me a treasured look of bewilderment. I'd brought her to orgasm with my tongue alone. I was a guy after all."Switch?" I suggested. Tad fi was still administering one of the slowest, most considerate blowjobs I'd ever experienced. She wasn't rushing toward anything. Sure, she was unschooled, but was devoting her incredible sensitivities to my pleasure and taking pleasure in her ability to bring me to such excitement."Change places?" she mused. "Okay." Tad fi's lips slid off me with one final, loud 'pop', then she used her spider-like fingers to climb up my body while Sikia traveled south. She lavished butterfly kisses on my face ~ childish, yet so very appropriate between us ~ and I mirrored the gesture.With some reluctance, she mounted me, facing Sikia. My tongue flicking across her clit on its first exploration brought out a joyous gasp. It only got better from there.The Long Slide Into Domestic Life:"Twins?" Hana snuggled into my arms. We were at her place, naked in bed together after a late late-night unscheduled meeting with some VIPs. Despite the late/early hour, she was alert, tense even. It had been a mentally stimulating late night encounter which had brought me to her bed."Yes. That is what Tad fi predicted," I inserted between raining kisses down on her forehead. Hana liked non-distracting attention when she was in this kind of mood. She was exhausting herself mentally as she was building up to being amorous."Ana-Călina and  rp d?" she worked over the names on her tongue. "They have a special meaning?""Only if you are Hungarian and Romanian," I teased her. She elbowed me slightly. " rp d was the semi-mystical pagan warlord who led the Ten Tribes who became known as the Hungarians ~ the Magyar peoples ~ into the Carpathian Basin, present day Hungary. Ana-Călina was born a Byzantine princess of the storied House of Basarab; she married Radu Negru, thus becoming the first Princess of a free Wallachia ~ the foundation for a free Romania. She was also the great-grandmother of Dracula.""So they are famous names with regional historical significance, did they live long, happy lives?"" Árpád, no one knows for sure. His kids were quarrelsome, but they did manage to found a dynasty at the start of the second millennia which ruled for three centuries.""Ana-Călina, yeah. I think so," I continued. "She lived into her seventies and her eldest son left his country stronger, richer and safer than when he received it. She did out live her husband by over fifty years, and got to see her youngest grandson bury most of his rivals, the kids from her husband's first marriage.""Ah, what?" Hana rose up until we were eye to eye. Since she was naked, her boobs swayed slightly as she did so. My eye flickered. "Eyes forward, Mister," she playfully barked. "What happened to all her other grandsons?""Wallachia in the 15th century was a tad rough and tumble," I evaded."They killed one another?""Mostly they were killed by conspiracies amongst their boyars, nobles of the time.""Why does, Tad fi want to dredge up these names again?" she kept eye contact."Not a clue," I pleaded."But you think it is important?""No. I think you are important. Screw Fate. It can name its own kids. We can chose whatever names make you happy, except 'Up'. Up's been taken.""You've named another of your offspring 'Up'? That's cruel, or does that mean something in another language I'm unaware of?" she shifted her shoulders so her boobs wobbled again. Of course, I broke eye contact. I hadn't had sex in hours and her boobies were right there, damn it!"Actually, Pamela and I named this secret agent in Hungary that, just to fuck with his head," I divulged."Oh. Pamela. I should have known," she slowly smiled. "You are being very well behaved," she added. Woot! She noticed I wasn't throwing her down and pawing her delectable flesh. "One more thing before the nookie.""Name them. Their dead," I pledged."Not necessary," her sigh turned into a giggle. "If I'm going to be having twins, I'm going to be rather big come late March. We need an earlier wedding date."Oh, fuck me!"What do you have in mind?" I tried to keep the creeping dread out of my voice."New Year's Day?" she suggested. I did a quick calculation. That was annihilating 78 days out of what remained of my bachelor life. In 114 days my life would cease having any meaning whatsoever. I'd be a Mr. to someone's Mrs. The end"Sure, I can arrange to be killed before then," stumbled out of my mouth."What was that?" Hana pouted."Nothing Dear. Cosmic psychic intersection with an Al -demon; don't know what came over me," I fibbed."Man up," Hana bit my nose. "Our marriage won't be that bad if we both work at it. It isn't like I'm demanding celibacy from you." Then she mouthed 'yet'."Wait. Did you mean celibacy, as in no fun at all, or monogamy, as in only 'happy time' with you?" I desperately sought clarification."Oh," she pursed her lips. "I meant monogamy. I didn't mean to scare you.""Oh, thank goodness," I sighed."Here," her gaze turned tender. "Let me make it up to you." Hana placed one hand on my shoulder and rose up my body until my face was gently nestled in her bosom. Then she wiggled back and forth, basically because I'm a big baby and easy to please. I was alternating which nipple I was kissing in no time."Mmm," she murmured. "I've missed you." Her other hand's fingernails coasted down my abdomen and found 'Mr. Happy' had risen to attention. Okay, he'd been hopping up and down on my groin since she'd said we were 'going to bed' 30 minutes ago. Hana decided wrap up my shaft with her hand, then applied a few tender strokes. I reciprocated by cupping her left tit in one hand, forming a mound with her areola at the center, and began to twirl from the outside inward to her hardened nipple with just the tip of my tongue.It was 4 a.m. Why was I taking it slow when I had my final work review with Katrina in three hours? Hana deserved this and more. Why was Hana doing it? She was her own boss, plus her life was careening wildly outside of anything she'd imagined before she'd first laid eyes on me. Half of the financial empire she shared with her father was suddenly in the hands of a military dictatorship, her beloved father was dealing with the murder of her hated step-brother and she was marrying a Prince in a European cathedral which required someone high in the Vatican's approval process to use.Yeah, her life had gone nuts. Worse, she loved me. And I wasn't the kind of man she ever thought she'd love. She'd thought she'd never love anyone again after her life with her asshole of an ex-husband and their bitter, contentious divorce. I was barely someone she could classify, and Hana was a terribly ordered and organized person. Saying my life was messy was being generous. I was some mysterious warrior-diplomat-playboy-aristocrat who hung out with people more bizarre than me.Hana picked up her tempo. I switched breasts. Her motor was really starting to hum. Any other night, I could have moved straight to revving her up to an orgasm. I had the time to make it two without any problems. A good one and Hana would be happy and drift off to sleep. Instead, I intuited she wanted more, so we developed our own game of cat and mouse with her climax, and its suspension, being our ultimate goal.My left hand danced down the back of her ribcage like playing keys on a piano. It was a light, teasing gesture. Her hair the color of tarnished gold cascaded down as she began placing her own kisses upon my crown. Each move by one partner evoked a response by the other. Hana ran my glans over her glistening labia, getting it nice and slick. I worked down her waist, cupped her ass, and then glided over her thigh to the back of her knee where I started tickling her. She snickered."You are distracting me," she murmured. I wasn't. I knew these things."I like to get the feel of every inch of your flesh," I responded. More mirthful noises from her. Slowly, her gooey vestibule rubbed against and over the top, until I felt myself entering. There, she hesitated. I propelled my hips an inch up, twisted right then left before falling back down, a micro-fuck."Ah," she emoted her approval. "My turn." Hana's knees spread to the side, making a memorable sound on the silk sheets as she impaled herself. This time she rolled her hips forward, back, then did a slow 360 with me  inside her, letting the slow progress over her spark memories for her to savor. "I never believed sex could be like this," Hana hiccupped."How so?" I knew the answer, but wanted her to put her chaotic passions to words. It would make her happier."Experimenting, silly. Stopping in the middle and doing, this," she reversed her hip rotations this time. "I never imagined a lover having such patience, or,""Yourself as being so openly sexually adventurous?" I finished."Yeah," she huffed. "I really, really owe your college professor, plus you and all your diligence, for this," at the last moment, she encountered the gateway to her G-spot. I knew precisely where that gem was. Previously, Hana had gained a vague idea where it was from the perspective of masturbation and our prior lovemaking. Now I had let Hana rediscover that joy with my cock as her tool to utilize as she wished."You realize pregnant women want even more sex," she hummed. She was vigorously working my cock now. Hana had bridged a huge gap, sexually. Normally, a woman of Hana's quality tried to please her man first with the hope her orgasm would soon follow. I was different. My greatest sexual gratification came from her ecstasy. She was confident in that now. By bringing herself to climax, she was making me excited for what would come next."That's okay," I propped myself up on one elbow now that Hana was riding me cowgirl-style. "I dig big chicks." The open-palm slap to the chest was a given."Hercege, you, you are horrible," she growled around a feral smile. The lip-biting, tongue-sucking kiss was equally vicious, primal and leading Hana to the end of her tether. Not only was Hana's sexual trust in me/us expanding, she was putting extra effort into her physical workout regime too. She might still have a ways to go to compete with an Amazon, but it was still going to be a great night."Hercegn , I am nothing but a twisted shadow of masculine lust whose every contour is cast by your muliebrous glow," I teased. Her eyes twinkled. Yes, definitely still going to be a great night."Okay," Hana yawned, "I give up. What does 'muliebrous' mean?" She'd been holding on to that for an hour and a half. It was five-thirty and I was dressing in my biking clothes before heading into work."From the Latin 'muliebri' which means 'womanly'," I answered. Her sleepy eyes drank in both my response and my physique. I had discovered another thing Hana liked and that was to expand her academic/linguistic frontiers. She was enchanted with the idea that I liked to engage her mind along with her body, sparking on all cylinders.She'd crawled over to my side of the bed, her head resting on my pillow, soaking up my scent as she watched me. I knelt down, kissed her on her ear, cheek and finally the side of her lips. Hana was beat."Have a good day and be careful," she mumbled. Her eyes closed. Her chest rose with one last, waking breath before her sleep rhythms took her."Ditto," I whispered. I snuck into  Annela's room and planted a kiss on her head as well. The craziness of my life had a way of cascading over to the ones I loved. Loved? Oh boy,7:00 am Monday, September 8th, Graduation Day!Brielle and her buddy were humming along as the elevator doors closed. Once more, my 'hellish' schedule demanded I change in the elevator. I'd gone to gun practice with my bike clothes on, so I absolutely had to change into business attire in the magic box, in front of them.Juanita adjusting my tie was a less than subtle attempt to strangle me. I was about to be late to my final 'start of day' meeting as an intern in Executive Services, so her chastisement would have to wait. Who would have thunk it? Juanita would have to wait outside for this ceremony. Paula raced with me to be the last one in, only to have Daphne grace us with the 'news':"The meeting won't start for another fifteen minutes," she grinned. "Katrina is bringing up the 'new hires' for the fall program."I finger-flicked my head. The 84 days as an intern was merely the 'training wheels' period. To really be a member of ES was at least a two year training process. The Amazons around me had started their training for this gig when they were fifteen and were eighteen and nineteen now, their ID's said they were older for legal purposes.In theory, my four years in college was counted as 'preliminary' training and provided things such as acclimation to outsider culture ~ aka 'acting normal'. Logically, I would train under someone like Desiree or Buffy for a year before being a full-fledged member of the service."How many this time?" I asked Daphne since she seemed to be in the know."Twenty," she grinned. "We are getting two."I noticed there was still only my tiny desk in Katrina's office. That meant the new guys would be out in the office pool with everyone else. Probably for the best. The ladies were now used to having a male around, so would be careful in what they did and didn't say. I yawned."Tired," Fabiola smirked."Oh yeah," I stifled another yawn. "Met an emissary from the Pope." Fabiola glowered. "No. Seriously. I met an emissary from Holy See. I let Hana know I wanted to get married in a highly improbable place, a ruined cathedral, so she contacted the Catholic Church and one of their guys wanted to meet with me.""That had to be fun," Tigger grinned. "What does the Cult of the Nazarene think of you and the Goddess Ishara?""We actually discussed polytheism and the place of an omnipotent, omnipresent being in the scope of things," I placed my hands behind my back and rocked back and forth. "It was quite interesting. The guy knew his shit."By that, I meant he was probably with the Pope's Secret Service as well as a Brainiac with a PhD in something. He'd promised to be in touch as soon as he heard back from his superiors. He had this hot chick with him who I suspected was a nun. And if his driver wasn't ex-military, it was because he was still in the service. On the plus side, Hana had been beaming when we left, which assured me the meeting had gone well, so we had sex from 4 AM until 5:30, thus my current fatigued state."Are you going to abandon your faith?" Fabiola taunted me."I don't have faith, Fabiola of Minerva. Faith would imply I don't know there are supernatural entities screwing with our lives. I know they do exist, I've met a few. To satisfy your disingenuous curiosity, we discussed the nature of the Weave and it being the possible manifestation of God's Will.""How did that go?" Paula appeared interested."He strongly suggested I should 'revisit my Catholic roots' soon. By that, I think he meant I'm supposed to start attending church regularly," I shrugged. "The Pope is sending an envoy to the Great Khan too, so odds are good I'm getting married," I pronounced the last bit as the doom-laden prediction it was."Oh, yes," Fabiola reached passed Paula and smacked me in the chest with the back of her hand. "That is for insinuating you and I had intercourse to my Mother and the Council.""Was that chastising me for lying, or for not making it so?" I winked."Ah, no!" she pouted. "Stop lying about me."I looked down at my phone."We've got twelve minutes," I double-pumped my eyebrows. "Want to go to Katrina's bathroom?""What! No!" Fabiola

In this episode of the Industrial Advisors Podcast, the hosts dive into current market trends in the North Valley region, including Renton, Tukwila, and Kenton. They discuss the significant shift in the Fredrickson market with an increase in vacancy rates and slower lease-up times. The episode also examines the challenges faced by multi-story industrial projects in Seattle, highlighting three key properties with high vacancy rates. Additionally, they touch on the lack of new product developments in the North Kent Valley and the success of recent projects near SeaTac. The hosts emphasize the ongoing vacancy issues in 100 to 200 square foot properties and the need for developers to seek new locations. Key trends and leasing activities are analyzed to provide valuable insights for investors, landlords, and tenants.   00:00 Introduction to North Valley Markets 00:28 Welcome to Industrial Advisors Podcast 00:43 Market Trends: Fredrickson Slowdown 02:10 Multi-Story Industrial Projects in Seattle 02:55 Lack of New Product in North Kent Valley 04:11 Leasing Activity and Market Trends 04:47 Conclusion and Thank You   You can find every episode of this show on Apple Podcasts, Spotify or YouTube, For more, visit industrialadvisors.com

Send us a textStarting season 5 off with two random animated movies. Sleeping Beauty & Up. Exciting announcements too!Support the showGet in touch at...Email us podcastelimination@gmail.comText or send a voice message to 07713163065 and get played on the showThanks for listening.

Renowned mindfulness expert Dr. Shauna Shapiro joins us for an insightful conversation on the transformative power of meditation and self-compassion.Dr. Shauna Shapiro is a professor, author, and internationally recognized expert in mindfulness and self-compassion. With over 25 years of experience, she integrates the ancient teachings of mindfulness with the latest scientific research on the brain. These practices have the power to rewire our brain and bring about lasting change in ourselves and our world. Dr. Shapiro is the author of several books, including the acclaimed "Good Morning, I Love You", the children's book "Good Morning, I Love You, Violet." and “The Art and Science of Mindfulness: Integrating Mindfulness Into the Helping Professions”She is a summa cum laude graduate of Duke University and a Fellow of the Mind and Life Institute, co-founded by the Dalai Lama. Her TEDx Talk, The Power of Mindfulness, has been viewed over 3 million times.In this episode, we cover:Meditation and Its BenefitsJourney into MindfulnessInfluence of Teachers and MentorsThe Evolution of Shauna's Book "Good Morning, I Love You"Practicing Mindfulness with FamilyThe Role of Neuroplasticity in Mindfulness PracticeThe Importance of Practicing Mindfulness together and The Role of Community supportShauna's Upcoming Work and RetreatsHelpful links:Dr. Shauna ShapiroBarbara L. Fredrickson, Ph.DOlogies with Alie WardCatching the Big Fish: Meditation, Consciousness and Creativity and Transcendental Meditation Technique by David Lynch Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Join the Nudge Unit: https://maven.com/nudge-unit/course-cohort Can tiny nudges dramatically change our behaviour? In this episode, Eva van den Broek and Tim Houwerzijl explore the subtle yet powerful psychological tools that influence daily decisions, often without us realising it.  You'll learn: Why doubling the size of a plate made kids eat 41% more (feat. the Delboeuf illusion). Why Schiphol Airport painted a fly in the urinals (“The Housefly Effect”). The role of defaults in organ donation, student loans, and fast food orders. How loss aversion turned teachers into top performers, improving student grades by 10%. Why IKEA sell cheap ice cream (feat. the peak-end rule). ---- Get the book: https://bedfordsquarepublishers.co.uk/book/the-housefly-effect Sign up to my newsletter: https://www.nudgepodcast.com/mailing-list Connect on LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/phill-agnew-22213187/ Watch Nudge on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@nudgepodcast/ ---- Sources: Carmon, Z., & Kahneman, D. (1996). The experienced utility of queuing: Experience profiles and retrospective evaluations of simulated queues. Dai, H., Milkman, K. L., Hofmann, D. A., & Staats, B. R. (2015). The impact of time at work and time off from work on rule compliance: The case of hand hygiene in health care. Journal of Applied Psychology, 100(3). Holden, S. S., Zlatevska, N., & Dubelaar, C. (2016). Whether smaller plates reduce consumption depends on who's serving and who's looking: A meta-analysis. Journal of the Association for Consumer Research, 1(1), 134. Kahneman, D., Fredrickson, B. L., Schreiber, C. A., & Redelmeier, D. A. (1993). When more pain is preferred to less: Adding a better end. Psychological Science, 4(6), 401–405. https://doi.org/10.1111/j.1467-9280.1993.tb00589.x Kaur, S., Kremer, M., & Mullainathan, S. (2015). Self-control at work. Journal of Political Economy, 123(6), 1227–1277. Levitt, S. D., List, J. A., Neckermann, S., & Sadoff, S. (2016). The behavioralist goes to school: Leveraging behavioral economics to improve educational performance. American Economic Journal: Economic Policy, 8(4), 183–219. van den Broek, E., & den Heijer, T. (2024). The Housefly Effect. Bedford Square Publishers.

In this special 1-Year Anniversary Experience Miracles episode, Dr. Tony Ebel shares his personal story of his son Oliver's medical emergency and recovery, exploring how hope plays a crucial role in healing. He discusses the scientific evidence behind hope's impact on the nervous system and explains why maintaining hope is essential for recovery.[00:00-02:00] IntroductionPurpose of the Experience Miracles podcastFocus on hope, answers, and drug-free help[02:00-25:00] Oliver's StoryBirth complications and life-flightECMO surgery and medical interventions20% survival rate prognosisConflict between conventional medicine and alternative approaches[25:00-35:00] Six Reasons Medical System Removes HopeRisk mitigation/legal concernsOutdated genetic theoryTime constraintsTraining and cultureBias against alternative approachesFear as a motivator[35:00-45:00] The Science of HRVHeart Rate Variability explanationConnection to nervous system functionRole in measuring stress and recovery[45:00-55:00] Neuroscience of HopeAmygdala and prefrontal cortex functionImpact on brain chemistryNeuroplasticity and healing[55:00-70:00] Research and EvidenceStudies on prayer and healingConnection between hope and immune functionImpact on treatment outcomesSource: Fredrickson, B. L., & Levenson, R. W. (1998). "Positive emotions speed recovery from the cardiovascular sequelae of negative emotions." Source: Kubzansky, L. D., & Thurston, R. C. (2007). "Emotional vitality and incident coronary heart disease: Benefits of positive well-being." Psychological Science.Source: Tugade, M. M., & Fredrickson, B. L. (2004). "Resilient individuals use positive emotions to bounce back from negative emotional experiences."Source: McCraty, R., & Childre, D. (2010). "Coherence: Bridging personal, social, and global health."Source: Garnefski, N., Kraaij, V., & Spinhoven, P. (2001). "Negative life events, cognitive emotion regulation and emotional problems."Source: Kok, B. E., et al. (2013). "How positive emotions build physical health: Perceived positive social connections account for the upward spiral between positive emotions and vagal tone." Source: Krause, N., & Hayward, R. D. (2014). Found that individuals who prayed for others reported higher levels of hope and emotional well-being.Source: Koenig, H. G. (2004). Explored how religious practices like prayer help alleviate anxiety in patients with severe illnesses.Source: Levin, J. S., & Vanderpool, H. Y. (1989). Reviewed links between religion, prayer, and physical health-- Follow us on Socials: Instagram: @pxdocs Facebook: Dr. Tony Ebel & The PX Docs Network Youtube: The PX Docs For more information, visit PXDocs.com to read informative articles about the power of Neurologically-Focused Chiropractic Care. To watch Dr. Tony's 30 min Perfect Storm Webinar: Click Here Find a PX Doc Office near me: PX DOCS Directory Subscribe, share, and stay tuned for more incredible episodes unpacking the power of Nervous System focused care for children!

The School Morning Hack That Changes Everything: A Slice of Advice on Getting out the Door Stress FreeThe secret to peaceful school mornings isn't what you do in the morning at all. Discover the simple evening ritual that transforms chaotic school mornings into manageable moments of connection, and why this one change makes all the difference. Key Points: The critical importance of evening preparation Why decision-making is the biggest morning time-waster How to implement the "hotel menu" system for meals The value of creating margin in your morning Why rushing signals the wrong message to children Quote of the Episode: "Love is spelled T-I-M-E, but if that's how you spell love, what does 'hurry up' spell to a child?" Key Insights: Morning chaos often stems from too many decisions being made in the moment The hotel continental breakfast menu system eliminates morning food decisions Creating margin allows for meaningful connection and reduces anxiety Evening preparation includes parent preparation, not just child preparation Positive emotions broaden thinking and build resources (Fredrickson's theory) Resources Mentioned: Barbara Fredrickson's Broaden and Build Theory Continental breakfast menu system Mission Impossible gamification example Action Steps for Parents: Evening Preparation: Lay out complete uniform (every piece) Pack school bag including special items (library books, homework) Create next day's breakfast and lunch menu Stock kitchen with necessary ingredients Plan your own morning routine Create Systems: Implement a lunch menu system Pre-prepare bulk items for freezing Create breakfast choice cards Set up designated spots for uniforms and bags Morning Execution: Wake up early enough to have margin Focus on connection over rushing Allow time for potential anxiety or resistance Make room for small moments of joy Keep decisions to a minimum See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

From Darkness to Light: Alex Fredrickson's Inspiring Journey

Send us a textIn this episode, we dive into practical tools to access positive emotions and build emotional resilience—your ability to adapt to adversity and stay aligned with the life you want to create. Learn how emotions serve as a compass, guiding you toward meaningful actions, and discover actionable strategies to manage negative emotions, elicit positive ones, and break the cycles of self-sabotage.Drawing from research on the brain's approach and avoidance systems, we unpack how your emotional responses shape your behaviors and beliefs. This episode is packed with insights to help you develop a positive emotional toolkit that empowers you to navigate challenges, regulate stress, and move toward thriving.Key Takeaways:Emotions Are a Compass: Emotions guide us toward what matters most in life. Instead of resisting them, use them to identify areas needing action or reflection.Dual Role of the Brain: The right hemisphere activates avoidance (fear and fight-or-flight), while the left hemisphere focuses on approach (reward and curiosity). Recognizing these systems helps us navigate emotions more effectively.Self-Sabotage Explained: Your brain aligns behaviors with your core beliefs. Limiting beliefs often lead to self-sabotage because they feel "safe" and familiar.Emotional Toolkit: Build resilience by incorporating daily practices like humor, savoring positive memories, music, and acts of service.Positive Emotions Expand Capacity: Research shows that positive emotions enhance problem-solving, connection, and resilience (Fredrickson, 2001).Practical Tools:Humor and Laughter: Engage with content or people that make you laugh to release feel-good chemicals.Savoring Memories: Recall joyful experiences and visualize them vividly to access positive emotions.Create a “Happy Button”: Associate a physical touchpoint with positive emotions to activate them in stressful moments.Use Music and Nature: Play uplifting songs or spend time in nature to calm your nervous system and elicit joy.Acts of Kindness: Helping others not only benefits them but also boosts your own well-being.Chapters:00:00 Introduction to Emotional Resilience02:34 Why Emotions Matter in Resilience07:21 The Dual Role of the Brain in Emotional Responses12:48 How Self-Sabotage Aligns with Core Beliefs17:15 Tools for Eliciting Positive Emotions21:40 The Role of Humor, Smiling, and Laughing26:05 Savoring Memories and Creating a “Happy Button”30:12 MusI am grateful you are here,JerrySetup Your FREE Coaching Call:Schedule Call1:1 Transformational Coaching:Learn More Here!How is your relationship with yourself going?Get your free-self assessment guidePick up your copy of my book:Returning: Meditations and Reflections on Self-Love and HealingWatch On YoutubeWebsite:www.jerryhenderson.orgGet Your Free Weekly Healing Tips!Instagram: @jerryahendersonLinkedin: www.linkedin.com/in/jerryahenderson Disclaimer

Check out this episode from the BSW Vault, hand picked by main host Matt Alderman! This segment was originally published on January 3, 2023. With the current macro economic head winds, 2023 budgets are either frozen or are flat. Where should CISOs focus these limited budgets to maximize the most out of their security program? In this segment, we invite Jon Fredrickson, Chief Risk Officer at Blue Cross Blue Shield of Rhode Island, to debate what should be in your minimum viable security program. This segment is part 2 and focuses on the minimum viable security vendors for our top 6 capabilities: Asset Management Patch Management IAM/MFA/PIM/PAM EDR/MDR/XDR Backup/Recovery Risk Management Show Notes: https://securityweekly.com/vault-bsw-16

Check out this episode from the BSW Vault, hand picked by main host Matt Alderman! This segment was originally published on January 3, 2023. With the current macro economic head winds, 2023 budgets are either frozen or are flat. Where should CISOs focus these limited budgets to maximize the most out of their security program? In this segment, we invite Jon Fredrickson, Chief Risk Officer at Blue Cross Blue Shield of Rhode Island, to debate what should be in your minimum viable security program. This segment is part 2 and focuses on the minimum viable security vendors for our top 6 capabilities: Asset Management Patch Management IAM/MFA/PIM/PAM EDR/MDR/XDR Backup/Recovery Risk Management Show Notes: https://securityweekly.com/vault-bsw-16

Check out this episode from the BSW Vault, hand picked by main host Matt Alderman! This segment was originally published on January 3, 2023. With the current macro economic head winds, 2023 budgets are either frozen or are flat. Where should CISOs focus these limited budgets to maximize the most out of their security program? In this segment, we invite Jon Fredrickson, Chief Risk Officer at Blue Cross Blue Shield of Rhode Island, to debate what should be in your minimum viable security program. This segment is part 2 and focuses on the minimum viable security vendors for our top 6 capabilities: Asset Management Patch Management IAM/MFA/PIM/PAM EDR/MDR/XDR Backup/Recovery Risk Management Show Notes: https://securityweekly.com/vault-bsw-16

Check out this episode from the BSW Vault, hand picked by main host Matt Alderman! This segment was originally published on January 3, 2023. With the current macro economic head winds, 2023 budgets are either frozen or are flat. Where should CISOs focus these limited budgets to maximize the most out of their security program? In this segment, we invite Jon Fredrickson, Chief Risk Officer at Blue Cross Blue Shield of Rhode Island, to debate what should be in your minimum viable security program. This segment is part 2 and focuses on the minimum viable security vendors for our top 6 capabilities: Asset Management Patch Management IAM/MFA/PIM/PAM EDR/MDR/XDR Backup/Recovery Risk Management Show Notes: https://securityweekly.com/vault-bsw-16

Check out this episode from the BSW Vault, hand picked by main host Matt Alderman! This segment was originally published on January 3, 2023. With the current macro economic head winds, 2023 budgets are either frozen or are flat. Where should CISOs focus these limited budgets to maximize the most out of their security program? In this segment, we invite Jon Fredrickson, Chief Risk Officer at Blue Cross Blue Shield of Rhode Island, to debate what should be in your minimum viable security program. This segment is part 1 of 2 parts and focuses on the minimum viable security capabilities. Show Notes: https://securityweekly.com/vault-bsw-15

Check out this episode from the BSW Vault, hand picked by main host Matt Alderman! This segment was originally published on January 3, 2023. With the current macro economic head winds, 2023 budgets are either frozen or are flat. Where should CISOs focus these limited budgets to maximize the most out of their security program? In this segment, we invite Jon Fredrickson, Chief Risk Officer at Blue Cross Blue Shield of Rhode Island, to debate what should be in your minimum viable security program. This segment is part 1 of 2 parts and focuses on the minimum viable security capabilities. Show Notes: https://securityweekly.com/vault-bsw-15

Check out this episode from the BSW Vault, hand picked by main host Matt Alderman! This segment was originally published on January 3, 2023. With the current macro economic head winds, 2023 budgets are either frozen or are flat. Where should CISOs focus these limited budgets to maximize the most out of their security program? In this segment, we invite Jon Fredrickson, Chief Risk Officer at Blue Cross Blue Shield of Rhode Island, to debate what should be in your minimum viable security program. This segment is part 1 of 2 parts and focuses on the minimum viable security capabilities. Show Notes: https://securityweekly.com/vault-bsw-15

Check out this episode from the BSW Vault, hand picked by main host Matt Alderman! This segment was originally published on January 3, 2023. With the current macro economic head winds, 2023 budgets are either frozen or are flat. Where should CISOs focus these limited budgets to maximize the most out of their security program? In this segment, we invite Jon Fredrickson, Chief Risk Officer at Blue Cross Blue Shield of Rhode Island, to debate what should be in your minimum viable security program. This segment is part 1 of 2 parts and focuses on the minimum viable security capabilities. Show Notes: https://securityweekly.com/vault-bsw-15

Sponsor: U.S. Dept. of Veterans Affairs Biorepository Brain Bank Today's episode of PTSD and Beyond is proudly sponsored by the U.S. Department of Veterans Affairs Biorepository Brain Bank, dedicated to advancing research on brain disorders that impact Veterans. The VABBB is seeking participants both with and without neurological conditions. Your involvement can lead to important breakthroughs and support life-changing research. Visit www.research.va.gov/programs and click on VA Biorepository Brain Bank In today's PTSD and Beyond Podcast episode, we dive into the challenge of Finding Comfort in Chaos. Life often feels overwhelming, and chaos can stir up discomfort that we can't ignore. But even within the most chaotic moments, we can find peace and comfort. In this episode, Dr. Deb will guide us through recognizing discomfort, separating ourselves from chaos, and learning to create small moments of calm and connection. Through Dr. Barbara Fredrickson's research, we'll also explore how positive emotions help us heal and find balance, even in the most difficult circumstances. If you've ever felt overwhelmed by life's storms, this episode is for you. Key Topics: Recognizing discomfort: Understanding what brings chaos and how to identify it Separating from chaos: Practical tips for setting boundaries and finding peace Dr. Barbara Fredrickson's research: How positive emotions foster trauma healing The evolution of comfort in psychological research and its connection to healing Simple, actionable tips to create comfort in your daily life Key Takeaways: Discomfort often arises from external circumstances, people, or internal stress. Identifying these is the first step to creating peace. Creating comfort is a practice that involves taking moments to pause, breathe, and reconnect with what brings us peace. Dr. Fredrickson's work shows that positive emotions like gratitude and joy act as powerful tools to reverse the harmful effects of stress and trauma. Understanding comfort has evolved beyond physical needs to include emotional and psychological well-being, making it an essential part of healing. You don't have to eliminate chaos entirely—just take intentional steps to create pockets of comfort within your day. Affirmation: I choose comfort in the chaos. I create peace in my life, even in the most challenging moments. I honor my healing journey and embrace the positive emotions that help me move forward. If today's episode resonated with you, please share it with others who might benefit and subscribe, like, and leave a review. And remember, we're better together, we're stronger together, and take what resonates and GO BEYOND! In Love and Healing, Dr. Deb To connect with Dr. Deb Lindh: Website - Dr. Deb Lindh Website - PTSDandBeyond X (formerly known as Twitter) - @DebraLindh X (formerly known as Twitter) - @PTSDandBeyond Support PTSD and Beyond on Ko-Fi and Patreon!

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Cáel gets an offer that is too good to be true.In 25 parts, edited from the works of FinalStand.Listen and subscribe to the ► Podcast at Connected..“People who forget their past are doomed to be blind-sided by it.”MondayI couldn't help but notice the similarity between myself and the other four new hires. We were all clean cut men, fresh out of college, fit and masculine. The 'men' part of the equation made sense. Havenstone Commercial Investments had come out of a long legal proceeding over their accused discriminatory policies.An undisclosed settlement had been reached plus they agreed to implement this new program to hire more men. For me that meant an employment opportunity with a Fortune 500 company despite my rather underwhelming collegiate career. Don't get me wrong; I had good grades. I also went to a college virtually no one had ever heard of, Bolingbrook College in New Hampshire.With me was Chinese-American Brian Fung from Harvard, blue blood Trent Grant from Carnegie-Melon, African-American Khalid Adzharia from MIT and Salvadoran-American Felix Melena from the University of Michigan, Ann Arbor. For starters, they all had far better academic pedigrees them me, nicer toys, and better looking suits.The second they found out where I was from, I was dropped out of their conversation. They were bragging about their awards and accomplishments, their families and where they vacationed, professors who knew them on a first name basis and when they planned to get their master's degrees. Given time to take in our circumstances without the distraction of being part of their little club, something occurred to me.We were all freaking gorgeous. I don't mean cultured, handsome, or attractive to the opposite sex. I meant every one of us would be hit on in a nightclub in under five minutes unless we had a significant other hanging all over us. I was getting a sinking suspicion about what Havenstone considered 'crucial' for job performance and it didn't have anything to do with what alumni we were now part of.Here I was with my Father's dark good looks, my genetics an ancient blend of Bulgarian and Turkish with a recent addition of Irish Gaelic. My eyes, the legacy of my Mom, were a deep emerald green. The broad shoulders, narrow waist and powerful arms and legs were part heritage with a serious application of physical activity. I exercised constantly, swam whenever I could and cycling was my religion; the tougher the terrain, the better.Better yet, the brainiacs around me hadn't seemed to figure that out yet. Maybe they thought I was a 'legacy' hire, I had a relative on the inside. Nope. Mom died when I was seven and my Dad worked for Illinois Power and Light as a line runner. His sister, Aunt Stella, was a crab fisherwoman in Maryland and unmarried.A series of off-handed comments in the interview process suddenly came back to haunt me. I'd been asked about who I was close to, both presently and back in college. They wanted to know about my 'moral character'. Fuck it all, I'd filled out a dating survey! I'd never used a matchmaking service, but I bet if I logged on to E-Harmony, I'd recognize the questions.The door to the conference room opened and seven women entered. Ms. Tessa Carmichael had handled the interview process. Umami Lhasa was her Hindi assistant and all-around encyclopedia of all things Havenstone. The other five were unknown to me and, I had a feeling, unknown to my fellow new hires. We all stood. The other four smiled. I smiled too, but felt cautious."Gentlemen, it is time to begin. Today we begin your internship process and I'd;” Tessa got out before Fung interrupted."I was given the impression we were guaranteed employment, Ms. Carmichael," he spoke in a commanding voice. How stupid was this guy?"Academia is a sheltered environment, Mr. Fung. Havenstone is very much part of the real, visceral world and you can hardly expect to gain a six-figure salary with all the benefits based on your ability to impress men who have never created an iota of wealth in their lives," Tessa smiled. I hoped she eventually give it back to the orca she'd swiped it from."I was entertaining offers from several other corporations as well," Trent added his voice. "We were guaranteed employment. Our contracts state so." He seemed proud of his ability to read. Trent should have boned up on reading between the lines."Well, if you two wish to sign 'Termination of Employment' papers," Tessa sounded disappointed, "we will conceded to your wishes."At this point, the guys with a promising futures should have bailed. I didn't have options unless you considered 'do you want fries with that' to be a back-up plan. I was amazed the other four didn't see it."What we really want is a clarification of what this internship process entails," Khalid intervened.Tessa's smile became all happy bunnies again."Very well," she appeared pleased, "let's start by introducing your mentors. Mr. Fung, Ms. Julian Jameson has chosen you. She is our Senior VP in charge of Acquisitions, something you excelled in, I recall." Fung looked pleased. Julian was a foxy red-head somewhere in her mid-thirties."Mr. Grant, you have been selected by Olympia Shore, head of our Financial Investigative unit." Greying hair yet she looked like she ran marathoners down on a regular basis; she was tall, fit and svelte. "I understand you showed a talent for forensic accounting," Tessa continued. "Mr. Adzharia, you have been chosen by Ms. Phalli Chandra VP of International Finance."Where Khalid was patently African-American, his mentor was African, most likely central African, like Congo, or Cameroon. She was in her early thirties and sculpted in a way that made me think I wouldn't mind wrestling her even though I wasn't sure who would win. "You have an excellent grasp of linguistics as I recall.""Mr. Melena, Ms. Tia Pharos VP of Business Management has chosen to take you on." My bet she was Lebanese, or Palestinian, more Sematic than Aramaic. Still, her hair was thick, wavy and long, all the women seemed to go for the 'long hair' look for that matter. She was also the shortest mentor, perhaps one meter; seventy."You have all around high marks in your education. We think you will be a perfect fit." He smiled as did Tia. I thought they were smiling for different reasons. Maybe that was paranoia. "Mr. Nyilas," that was me; Cáel Nyilas, "you have been selected by Ms. Katrina Love, VP of Executive Services."I could hear the 'huffs' of my compatriots. Executive Services were basically gophers for the top tier of the corporation. ES was not the fast track to success. They got the limos and laundry for those who were. On the plus side, Katrina was a voluptuous blonde perhaps forty years of age, hitting all my key sexual triggers; basically, a conscious, breathing female. I didn't have low standards, I was a sexual omnivore.Given the chance I'd seduce every woman I came across, though not here, not today.After a short series of introductions, we split up to go to our various offices. It turned out that the mentor/internship relationship meant I would be working at her side, literally. I'd have a spot in her personal office for my work station, I would follow her to meetings and be on call 24/7 to assist her in all departmental duties."Thank you for the opportunity," I said when she finally gave me the impression I could speak."Aren't you disappointed you didn't get one of the plumb assignments; banking, or asset management?" she inquired while studying me. The gentle hum of the elevator was the only other sound."Hell, no," I blurted out then blushed. Katrina arched an eyebrow. "I mean, I think this is a great way to know the company. We get to go everywhere.""I like your enthusiasm," she commented. I couldn't tell if it was a positive thing. Beyond that, she remained non-communicative until we made it to her ornate, spacious personal office.Six young ladies followed us into the room, with the last one shutting the door."Ladies, this is our latest hire; Cáel Nyilas," Katrina began. "He's from some college in New Hampshire and, like the rest of you new hires, will be expected be working closely with me and each other."Did I mention they were all hot? I was familiar with some of the looks I was getting, too. Once, in high school, I had asked out the Class president who happened to be rich, pretty and smart. Her boyfriend had cheated on her so I thought I had a chance. I was a working class nobody and the look she gave me hurt as much as her words."Never in a million years," she mocked loudly. I was an insect, a bug and way beneath her notice. That was the look I was getting from these girls. Four years later, my acne was gone, I'd filled out nicely and physically I had gone from caterpillar to butterfly. That led to the other half of the vibes aimed my way. It was 'he's delicious' as one of my girlfriends put it."Daphne Pile, Dora Cartagena, Fabiola Dobrani, Paula Wadena, Violet Maza, and Theresa 'Tigger' Castro," Katrina made rapid-fire introductions. "Now that we all know each other, time to start filling all the orders in our cue. Until Cáel figures out what is where, who wants to ride herd on him?" I had mistakenly believed I would be working with Katrina.No one leapt at the opportunity."I'll do it," Fabiola Dobrani spoke up. She tried to sound upbeat for Katrina. They filed out of the office, each woman heading off in different directions, while I went to my tiny desk."What are you doing?" Fabiola sounded annoyed."I need something from my desk and to go to the bathroom," I informed her. She sighed in exasperation. I quickly retrieved a handful of rubber bands then raced to Fabiola. She pointed me at the closest bathroom; which was Katrina's personal one. In I went then I locked the door. My pants and underwear came off. I expediently made a rubber band chain then looped it around my hips and pinned my hard-on pointed up.That had become a serious problem when dealing with all these attractive women and I didn't need the distraction. Once dressed, I quick-stepped it to Fabiola who was tapping her foot."Let's go," she snapped. "We are working with Buffy today. We go with her and do what she tells us to do. Got it?""Buffy is in charge, I have a basic command of the English language," I replied. Fabiola shot me an evil look. "What? Do I look like a five year old, or are you normally this rude?""I'm not being rude to you," the women with a Mediterranean cast to her features reposed. "You've put us behind the other ladies. In case you haven't figured it out, that's a bad thing on our first day.""Am I to believe this is your first day?" I smirked. We stopped by another woman's desk. Did I mention that this corporation must raid beauty pageants for their staff? Buffy was a medium height brunette with long hair and a perfectly shaped oval face. Her eyes were the lightest shade of brown I'd ever seen, almost golden."I'm Buffy Dubois," she stood and extended her hand. I had a neural misfire. I took her offered hand, leaned down and kissed it. Whoops."Cáel Nyilas, Ms. Dubois," I gulped. Buffy weighed my gesture."Nice name," she grinned. "Call me Buffy. We go on a first name basis here.""Our first assignment for the day is to go to 1802 Exeter Tower and prepare the suite for the CFO at our San Francisco office coming in for one week," she informed us. I had no idea where Exeter Tower was and what any of this had to do with my Business degree. I accepted that a fat paycheck was a fat paycheck, so I put my confusion on the back burner.There was an amusing bit of posturing about who got to drive the company car down to the Exeter. Fabiola made a production of taking the keys and making me sit in the back, Buffy didn't want to drive."You aren't much of a man's man, are you?" Fabiola mocked me.I waited a second for Buffy to say something, considering that bordered on harassment. Fabiola snickered at me while Buffy looked out the window, bored."Was that supposed to mean something to me?" I replied smoothly. "I don't know you, you obviously don't know me, and your assessment of my gender potential is ridiculous.""Come on, 'New Hire', you didn't even go to a real school," Fabiola spat back."That's enough," Buffy coughed. Fabiola shot me a dirty look. I elected to not be childish, looking out the window instead. Driving the car turned out to be more of a disadvantage than the gem Fab thought it would be. Fabiola had to park the car while Buffy and I went up.The Exeter suite turned out to be a fully furnished apartment. The trick was turning the normal accoutrements into the specifics the client demanded. I didn't have experience with interior design. I couldn't say I was demeaned, being reduced to a glorified furniture mover. If Buffy was impressed by my ability to move chairs about, she hid it well.She even left me to my own devices while she went to the bedroom. I double checked the image she'd downloaded to the cellphone to make sure everything was where they wanted."Cáel, I need you back here," Buffy called out. Back I went, it wasn't like I had a choice. "We need to make sure the Feng Shui of the room is impeccable," she ordered."Yes, Ma'am; Buffy," I nodded. "Now let's assume for a second I don't have the faintest idea what you are talking about and go from there.""For now," she chuckled, "it means moving the bed where I tell you to." As I moved to the far side of the king-sized bed, contemplating the crushing weight of my student loans, I noticed Buffy had made a wardrobe adjustment.That was a kind way to say she had unbuttoned her blouse to her naval and her pale pink, lacy half-bra was clearly visible. I also saw the incisor of some predator hung from a silver chain around her neck. As she leaned forward, it swayed, playing ping pong between her boobs. I was carefully attentive to her instructions and even managed to ask a few questions like 'what is Feng Shui?'"It is the art of focusing energy upon positive and negative lines so that you promote, or disrupt, the harmony of an area and its occupants," she informed me. She back-flopped down on the bed in one of the least obfuscated suggestions of 'come get me' I'd ever seen. I stayed well away, sensing a trap."It's jaguar," Buffy tilted her head back and leered at me. Her shirt was wide open, her bountiful mounds jiggling slightly and her eyes were inviting. She was referring to the tooth pendant that was nestled between her breasts. I backed up toward the window."I'm sure there is a story behind that," I tried to wiggle some more breathing room from my collar."There is," she rolled over, her goodies still on display. "I shot it with my bow, skinned it and pulled the tooth from its skull." How sweet and informative."I'm glad I'm across the room then," I grinned back. "I'd hate for there to be a misunderstanding between you and I." Now she placed herself on all fours and stalked across the bed toward me."I don't think you are very interested in me," she pouted. Now I was mentally mapping out the time and distance involved in me getting past her and exiting this career-killer."You are my boss," I exclaimed as I started edging around the room. "I imagine you are very interesting, but I'm not the kind of guy who makes advances on every beautiful woman he meets." That was a total lie. I had the bad habit of making advances on ABSOLUTELY every beautiful woman I met."Where is everybody?" Fabiola announced after she waltzed into the room. Forget an Oscar, she wouldn't even get a Razzie from me for that patently false performance. Buffy huffed, rolled her eyes and shifted to the edge of the bed. She fixed her blouse properly then shot a witherin

Bill Nelson and Dale Fredrickson discuss the Mill Town Marathon to be held on Sunday, October 13. The marathon, half marathon and 10K all start and finish in Memorial Park in Dundas. Profits from the event support Project Purple and its funding of pancreatic cancer research and aid for people battling the disease and Bill […]

Bill Nelson and Dale Fredrickson discuss the Mill Town Marathon to be held on Sunday, October 13. The marathon, half marathon and 10K all start and finish in Memorial Park in Dundas. Profits from the event support Project Purple and its funding of pancreatic cancer research and aid for people battling the disease and Bill shares his own pancreatic cancer diagnosis. The Half Marathon and Marathon start at 7:30 am; 10K starts at 8 am; Bib pick up starts at 6:30 am. Click here for more information and to register. 

Rob breaks down the Cardinals' big win, talks Kyler Murray, the defense, and previews Lions-Cards.

Host Alan Dietz is joined by Blake Rowe, Ty Fredrickson, Zach Evans, Gabe Brown and Darren Hackett.Join Alan Dietz and Jess Ballard as they host The Bullring on Racing America! Hear from the biggest names in grassroots racing, along with those making headlines in NASCAR. Watch for free on RacingAmerica.TV and our social media outlets.If you have an issue or a question, please contact our Customer Care team at support@racingamerica.com

In this episode, Dr. Whitney discusses Different Thinkers: ADHD with authors Katia Frederickson and Yael Rothman. The episode focuses on ways parents can support their children if they have ADHD, and on the power of understanding your wiring as a child. They talk about their backgrounds as pediatric neuropsychologists and the importance of understanding brain behavior relationships. They also discuss the accessibility and cost of evaluations and the need for resources to help children understand their strengths and challenges in a kid-friendly way.For more, go to www.modernmommydoc.com/podcast

CAN TWO PEOPLE BATTLING ADDICTION FIND LOVE? In the case of Alex Fredrickson and his wife the answer is yes. He was addicted to pain pills. She was an alcoholic and he turned her on to opioids, but somehow they both battled back and are now spreading the word of recovery. In this edition of Odyssey House Journals Alex says some simple word changes can mean the difference of success or failure. Watch or listen and hopefully subscribe (free) to the 30 minute podcast on the following platforms: https://youtu.be/qRfF3bTNszE You can also listen and subscribe to the audio version on iTunes at https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/odyssey-house-journals/id1462333385 or Spotify at https://open.spotify.com/show/4Basx2YsjYcRmmrSufLX3z?si=Wni9usSiQbun-W0WsjNC-g or iHeart podcasts at https://www.iheart.com/podcast/269-odyssey-house-journals-59417265/ Or listen on KKAT 860-AM in Salt Lake Saturday & Sunday mornings at 10am

This interview is with K'Sondra Fredrickson of Stoller Wine Group. In this interview, K'Sondra speaks about finding an enthusiasm for wine while working in a tasting room, and then a passion once she started to work in production. From there she talks about working at various places in California and New Zealand, including work in a research winery. She discusses how she had desired to come back to Oregon, and how she found her way to Stoller in 2023. In addition, she talks about her love of Chardonnay and about what comes next for her and for Oregon.This interview was conducted by Rich Schmidt on July 9, 2024 at Stoller in Dayton.

0:00 Will Russell Westbrook recieve a warm welcome in Denver? 12:17 Kyle Fredrickson of the Gazette joins K&L to discuss why Colorado has never gotten to host the Olympics and why it might not be the best idea for the city29:53 The worst free agent signings the Broncos have made in recent memory 

Este episodio es un reflejo de la última sesión del taller de autocompasión del 2024. Sesión 8 del #tallerdeautocompasiónJustineTime Primero, les comparto el poema: Down near the bottom of the crossed-out list of things you have to do today, between “green thread” and “broccoli” you find that you have penciled “sunlight.” Resting on the page, the word is as beautiful, it touches you as if you had a friend and sunlight were a present he had sent you from some place distant as this morning—to cheer you up, and to remind you that, among your duties, pleasure is a thing, that also needs accomplishing Do you remember? that time and light are kinds of love, and love is no less practical than a coffee grinder or a safe spare tire? Tomorrow you may be utterly without a clue but today you get a telegram, from the heart in exile proclaiming that the kingdom still exists, the king and queen alive, still speaking to their children, —to any one among them who can find the time, to sit out in the sun and listen. by Tony Hoagland Segundo, les comento acerca del sesgo de la negatividad. Como vimos en la sesión 2 , la mente está predispuesta, desde el punto de vista de la evolución, a concentrarse en los problemas. El término psicológico para esta tendencia es el sesgo de negatividad (Rozin y Royzman, 2001). Como Rick Hanson (2013, p. xxvi) dice en broma, somos «Velcro para las malas experiencias y Teflón para las buenas». Las emociones negativas (por ejemplo, el miedo, la ira, la vergüenza) también reducen nuestro campo de percepción, mientras que las emociones positivas (por ejemplo, la alegría, la serenidad, el amor) amplían nuestra conciencia (Fredrickson, 2004a). Helen Keller (2000, p. 25) escribe: «Cuando una puerta de la felicidad se cierra, otra se abre, pero a menudo miramos tanto tiempo la puerta cerrada que no vemos la que se ha abierto para nosotros». En esta sesión, enseñamos tres formas de cultivar la felicidad corrigiendo el sesgo de negatividad: - Saborear - Gratitud - Apreciación de uno mismo

BigTentUSA welcomed Congressman Jamie Raskin (D-MD) and Caroline Fredrickson, Senior Fellow at The Brennan Center for Justice. They discussed the recent Supreme Court decisions as well as Representative Raskin's work to the raise the alarm about the very real threats of Project 2025. ABOUT OUR SPEAKERSRep. Jamie Raskin (D-MD), is a prominent constitutional law professor and U.S. Representative for Maryland's 8th Congressional District, who brings his extensive knowledge of American law and governance to the conversation. He is known for his passionate advocacy for democracy and civil rights. Currently, he serves as the Ranking Member on the House Committee on Oversight and Accountability.Recently, Congressman Raskin was the Lead House Manager in the second Senate impeachment trial of former President Donald Trump, which ended with a 57-43 vote to convict the president for inciting a violent insurrection against the government to overthrow the 2020 presidential election. Raskin also served on the Select Committee to Investigate the January 6th attack on the U.S. Capitol and served three terms on the House Judiciary, Oversight and Administration Committees. He served two terms on the Rules Committee.Caroline Fredrickson, Senior Fellow at the Brennan Center for Justice, served as the President of the American Constitution Society from 2009-2019, where she helped grow ACS, which now has thousands of members throughout the nation. She was a spokesperson for ACS on issues such as civil and human rights, judicial nominations, labor law, congressional oversight, and separation of powers, among others. Fredrickson regularly contributes opinion pieces to The New York Times, The Washington Post, and other news outlets. She is also the author of Under The Bus: How Working Women Are Being Run Over, The Democracy Fix: How to Win the Fight for Fair Rules, Fair Courts, and Fair Elections, and most recently, The AOC Way.Watch YOUTUBE RECORDING HERE This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit bigtentnews.substack.com

Dale Fredrickson discusses the 3rd annual Northfield Memory Mile to be held on Friday, June 21, 6:30 pm. Participants will run or walk one mile and then enjoy live entertainment at Armory Square. Proceeds benefit the Alzheimer’s Association. For more information/registration, visit the Northfield Memory Mile Facebook page.

 Dale Fredrickson discusses the 3rd annual Northfield Memory Mile to be held on Friday, June 21, 6:30 pm. Participants will run or walk one mile and then enjoy live entertainment at Armory Square. Proceeds benefit the Alzheimer's Association. For more information/registration, visit the Northfield Memory Mile Facebook page. 

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Colorado's bounce back after Game 1 loss to Winnipeg, getting hot at the right time paramount in the playoffs, Alexandar Georgiev stepped up after 7-goal blitz in Game 1, Avs match up better with Stars or Knights?

In today's episode of Intuitive Eating for Christian Women, Brooke Fredrickson RD shares about how dieting actually wreaks havoc on our health and her personal and professional experience in managing chronic health conditions through intuitive eating. In this episode we dig into: - Brooke's experience being diagnosed with an autoimmune disease and recognizing that dieting put stress on her body that contributed to her health issues. - Her “come to Jesus” moment in her 20's when she finally understood grace - What it means to eat with grace - How dieting wreaks havoc on our bodies - How intuitive eating is more than what you see on social media - Her experience of managing chronic health conditions through intuitive eating - Coping with the stress in life and seeing these practices as health behaviors - A message to the woman who wants to quit dieting but doesn't because of a health condition - The power of putting the focus on Jesus and off yourself and your body RESOURCES FOR EPISODE 63 - Managing Chronic Health Conditions through Intuitive Eating with Brooke Fredrickson Access the Show Notes on the Intuitive Eating for Christian Women website:⁠⁠ ⁠⁠https://intuitiveeatingforchristianwomen.com/episodes/⁠⁠⁠⁠ MORE RESOURCES FOR INTUITIVE EATING FOR CHRISTIAN WOMEN If you're ready to take your own faith-based intuitive eating journey, start here: STEP 1: Listen to Season 1 with our $7 Podcast Workbook to learn the basics STEP 2: Get in community! Join our FREE Facebook Community Find the links and more resources on our podcast website:⁠⁠ ⁠https://intuitiveeatingforchristianwomen.com/⁠⁠ --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/intuitiveeating/message

On this episode, the guys sit down with Chris Fredrickson, cofounder of Traverse City Whiskey Co., out of Traverse City, Michigan to discuss all things Traverse City whiskey. Do Chris and Joel have what it takes to be a model for Traverse City?For more information on Traverse City Whiskey Co visit: https://www.tcwhiskey.com/

Listen to the final part of our conversation with the fantastic Freddy Fredrickson, former kiln master at Alfred University and founder of Fredrickson kilns. This episode will have you thinking beyond temperature when trying to get the most out of your kiln during your firings. Is cone 6 truly more energy-efficient than cone 10? Can your thermocouple be the silent hero of your firings?  Freddy has answers to all your burning questions (pun intended!) and more!   Glaze got you in a daze? Mystery clay malfunction? Fire up your phone and send the For Flux Sake crew a voice memo or a message with your ceramic crisis at forfluxsakepodcast@gmail.com - your problem could be solved on-air!   Today's episode is brought to you by: Bray Poxy archiebrayclay.com   This week's episode features the following topics: Electric Kiln, Cone 6, Cone 10, Cone 6 vs. Cone 10, Energy Efficiency, Energy Efficient Firing, Kiln Troubleshooting, Cones, Kiln Calibration, Kiln Design, Kiln Building, Kiln Efficiency 

Join Matt as he dives deep into kilns with Freddy Frederickson, the legendary founder of Fredrickson Kiln Company. For over 30 years, Freddy wasn't just building kilns at The New York State College of Ceramics at Alfred University, he was perfecting the craft as their master kiln builder. In this first episode of our two-part interview, Freddy shares his remarkable journey. From the evolution of electric kiln technology to filling and firing an even kiln, listen in as he answers some of your burning questions about using your electric kiln.   Today's episode is brought to you by: Bray Poxy archiebrayclay.com   This week's episode features the following topics: Electric Kiln, Firing, Kiln, Kiln Troubleshooting, Kiln load, kiln firing

If you have nagging questions about different types of Magnesium, this podcast is for you. Dr. Robert Fredrickson shares early signs of Magnesium deficiency that are easily ignored, foods to replete deficiencies, and much more.  As a doctor of Natural Medicine, a doctor of Chiropractic and a Functional Medicine Consultant, he has taken a deep dive into all things related to Magnesium.  Not only does he have a clinical practice treating patients, he also educates other doctors on pharmaceutical-grade nutraceuticals to enhance energy and Vitality Span.  Today we are going to discuss his first book:  Magnesium Answers - Unlocking the Secrets of Magnesium.  Thank you for joining us!Visit my website DrDebbieOzment.com for valuable free downloads. Additionally, you will find shopping links which I have curated on the website. Please follow me on instagram at drdebbieozment.

Ross Brendel and A.J. Fredrickson from SKOR North discuss the Minnesota Vikings lot in life as big offseason decisions loom. What are they going to do at QB? Is it possible the Vikings are now bottom dwellers? Also, what is happening in St. Paul with Minnesota United and the Minnesota Wild? Plus A.J. takes a stab at 5 Phil'er Questions!

Ross Brendel and A.J. Fredrickson from SKOR North discuss the Minnesota Vikings lot in life as big offseason decisions loom. What are they going to do at QB? Is it possible the Vikings are now bottom dwellers? Also, what is happening in St. Paul with Minnesota United and the Minnesota Wild? Plus A.J. takes a stab at 5 Phil'er Questions!  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

The Reagan Revolution and “greed is good” remain in full swing, ushering in a level of wealth inequality that surpasses the Gilded Age.  "Progressives, especially, must recognize that pres erving constitutional freedoms depends on winning the fight for economic liberties. Treating them as separate goals will ultimately mean losing out on both," writes Caroline Fredrickson, the former president of the American Constitution Society, the Democrats' answer to Leonard Leo's Federalist Society and his $1.6 billion war chest. You've probably never heard of the American Constitution Society, because they haven't been as effective. In September, Fredrickson wrote a damning piece for The Atlantic explaining why, taking herself and other Democrats to task for packing our courts with corporate-friendly judges under recent Democratic administrations, including the current one. It seemed enough for Democrats that a judge was a woman, nonwhite, and cared about protecting reproductive healthcare. As a result, for decades, our courts have become a rubber stamp for rolling back regulations and defying antitrust laws. Even the Biden-appointed antitrust Elizabeth Warren protégé Lina Khan, chair of the Federal Trade Commission, has been powerless against the corporate defenders packed on our courts. Pulitzer Prize-winning investigative journalist Jesse Eisinger of ProPublica, author of The Chicken Shit Club: Why the Justice Department Fails to Prosecute Executives, explains that to undo the Reagan Revolution, prioritize appointing judges who will uphold antitrust laws and protect unions. To be true allies to women and nonwhite people, who are harder hit by economic downturns, fight for economic justice as the foundation for social justice. The Democrats need to get clear on that and respond with a robust judicial appointment strategy immediately, while there's still time.  This week's bonus show, available for our listeners at the Truth-tell level and higher, will feature questions and comments from our listeners at the Democracy Defender level and higher. Exclusively for our Patroen community at the Truth-teller level and higher, mark your calendars for the January 18th 8pm ET social media workshop to be held over Zoom–on how to kick our Twitter habit and use our social media voices for good in the world in 2024 and beyond–with organizer Rachel Brody of the movement to Replace Jay Jacobs, the disastrous chair of the New York state Democrats who cost us the House. We look forward to seeing you there! Thank you to everyone who supports the show -- we could not make Gaslit Nation without you!  To join the conversation and get your questions answered, as well as receive all episodes, including bonus shows, ad-free, sign up at the Democracy Defender level or higher on Patreon.com/Gaslit!  Show Notes: Brexit and Trump are the Same Crime: The Carole Cadwalladr Interview https://www.gaslitnationpod.com/episodes-transcripts-20/2019/4/15/brexit-and-trump-are-the-same-crime-the-carole-cadwalladr-interview Arron Banks may have been ‘used and exploited' by Russia, court hears This article is more than 1 year old Journalist Carole Cadwalladr gives evidence as she defends her reporting on multimillionaire Brexit backer https://www.theguardian.com/uk-news/2022/jan/17/arron-banks-used-and-exploited-by-russia-court-hears Try the Yuka App: Scan Your Shopping Cart With Yuka and Make Healthier Choices Are there carcinogenic red dyes in your canned soup, or is it just a little too salty? Yuka can tell you, but you may not like what you find. https://www.wired.com/story/yuka-app/ E.U. Reaches Deal on World's First Comprehensive AI Rules https://time.com/6344628/eu-ai-rules-deal/ What I Most Regret About My Decades of Legal Activism By focusing on civil liberties but ignoring economic issues, liberals like me got defeated on both. By Caroline Fredrickson https://www.theatlantic.com/ideas/archive/2023/09/federal-judiciary-biden-court-appointments/675336/  Republicans to meet allies of Hungary's Viktor Orbán on ending Ukraine aid Hungarian appearance at two-day event part of Orbán's transatlantic attempt to bolster Russia's war https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2023/dec/10/hungary-viktor-orban-republicans-ukraine-aid Want to Tax the Rich for Real? Pay Attention to This Supreme Court Case. https://www.nytimes.com/2023/12/10/opinion/supreme-court-wealthy-taxes.html Zelensky visits Washington in push for more Ukraine aid https://www.cnn.com/politics/live-news/zelensky-biden-visit-12-12-23/index.html