Podcasts about Receiving

Receiving the Lord by receiving His ordinances.

“What started as a terrifying diagnosis became a mission to help other families feel seen, supported, and brave.” – Kate, founder of Brave Bears Club In this reposted and newly updated episode, we revisit Kate's emotional and empowering story as she shares her daughter Charlotte's unexpected diagnosis of infantile spasms (IS) at 22 months old. What began as a terrifying medical journey transformed into an advocacy movement—Brave Bears Club—that now supports children with pediatric epilepsy around the world. Kate reflects on the early signs of IS, how her instincts as a mom led to a critical diagnosis, and what life has looked like navigating treatments, therapies, and the unknown. You'll also hear how she turned her experience into tangible tools of hope: an inclusive children's book and EEG comfort bear to prepare kids for their medical experiences. Key Takeaways: ✅ Learn the early warning signs of infantile spasms ✅ Hear how Kate coped while pregnant with her second child ✅ Understand the emotional rollercoaster of IS treatment ✅ Discover how play and preparation inspired the Brave Bears Club ✅ Get practical advice from a parent-turned-advocate    Timestamps: [03:00] Meet Kate: From Massachusetts to Colorado and back again   [04:00] Diagnosis during pregnancy: Receiving life-changing news at 8 months pregnant   [06:00] Trusting her mom instinct and the challenge of being dismissed [08:00] What to watch for: Rhythmic, involuntary movements and why video is essential [11:30] Comparing IS to SIDS awareness and the need for change [15:00] Two-thirds of kids don't respond to first treatments—Kate's road to success   [18:30] Creating the book: Helping Charlotte and others understand IS   [25:00] Turning fear into empowerment through play and preparation   [30:00] Where to find the book and stay updated on Brave Bears Club  

Sam and Robin answer questions about trust being broken in romantic relationships, friend break ups, and understanding when to believe a person who is critical of you. Try the Headspace app free for 30 days here. Send your questions to our mental health professionals HERE or email ask-a@headspace.com. Follow Robin here or at Well…Adjusting and follow Sam here. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

What would it feel like to receive $10,000 with ease, joy, and divine alignment? This guided meditation isn't just about manifesting money—it's about becoming a safe, magnetic match for abundance.In this transformative 29-minute journey, you'll regulate your nervous system, clarify your intentions, and rewire your subconscious for overflow. Whether you're calling in $10K through business, gifts, creative work, or surprise channels—this practice helps you receive without pressure, hustle, or fear.

CBS Sports recently ranked all Big 12 football coaches. WVU's Rich Rodriguez came in at number 12 in those rankings. In this episode, Couz will explain why CBS Sports got it wrong. He will compare Rich Rod's resume to the coaches above him in the rankings. Couz will also talk about the praise being heaped on WVU running back Jahiem White by media outlets, primarily PFF. Finally, Couz will provide an update on the health of Colorado Buffaloes coach Deion Sanders. He will talk about what this means for Deion, his family, Colorado football and the Big 12. ⭐️Sponsors: ⭐️ http://appalachiadigital.com/couz/ Get Your Tailgating Stuff HERE: http://victorytailgate.pxf.io/CouzCornhole

The Apostle Paul concludes his epistle to the Corinthian believers by reminding them if 10 things they had sorely forgotten. In this podcast I look at the second of these - a reminder of how they had received the gospel.

Life, Culture and Current Events from a Biblical Perspective with Neil Johnson.Your support sends the gospel to every corner of Australia through broadcast, online and print media: https://vision.org.au/donateSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

What if the love, connection, and emotional healing you're healing you're wanting isn't just about how much you give… but about how open you are to truly receive?  Have you ever found it difficult to receive love, support, or even compliments while giving endlessly to others? Or maybe you've been doing “everything right” on your healing journey, but still feel emotionally stuck or energetically disconnected. In this heart-opening episode, Brandy explores the beautiful (and often overlooked) role of gracious receiving and thoughtful reciprocity—and how these subtle energies can profoundly shift your relationships, your joy, and your capacity to heal. Whether you've been struggling with emotional blocks to healing, feeling unappreciated in one-sided relationships, or simply sensing that something's missing despite your spiritual work… this episode is here to help you reconnect with the flow of love. You'll learn: Why learning to receive with grace is a key part of healing emotionally and energetically How subconscious resistance to receiving can block love, support, and abundance What it really means to create a “love fest”—a heart-centered flow of giving and receiving that uplifts everyone involved How to release guilt or spiritual misconceptions around accepting help, kindness, and joy If you've ever: Given so much that you felt depleted Struggled to accept love, support, or appreciation Wondered why emotional healing still feels out of reach …then this episode is for you. You might be gently surprised by how deeply this episode touches your heart. When love flows freely (both in giving and receiving) it becomes a beautiful force for healing, connection, and transformation in every area of your life. Are you open to receive it?   IMPORTANT NOTE: We understand that some may believe mind-body healing is impossible. Therefore, if you would like to see images of individuals using their minds to relieve pain, you can check out this medical journal. It includes images from some of Brandy's case studies. If you want to learn how to use your mind to heal yourself, you can check out the training on Brandy's website. Each week, Brandy publishes a volunteer episode where she coaches a volunteer to heal themselves using their own mind. In addition, Brandy shares a quick IQ episode (Insights and Questions) where she answers listener questions or delves deeper into insights on working with the mind for healing. Additional links and resources: Click here to begin "Finding the GIFT in Self-Healing™" https://brandygillmore.com/healing Join the FREE Breakthrough 90-Minute "GIFT Mind-Body Healing™ Masterclass" Training: https://brandygillmore.com/gift-mind-body-healing-masterclass The GIFT Method™ Online Video Series: Heal Yourself. Change Your Life. https://brandygillmore.com/gift-method-healing Website: https://brandygillmore.com TEDx Talk: https://brandygillmore.com/tedx Social Media and Additional: Facebook: https://facebook.com/brandy.gillmore/ IG: https://www.instagram.com/brandygillmore/ X ~ (Twitter): https://twitter.com/BrandyGillmore Additional classes and services: Heal & Transform Your Self-Love and Relationships with GIFT Alternative Therapy and Mind-Reprogramming (GIFT ATMR)™:  https://brandygillmore.com/gift-atmr Gillmore Internal Freedom Technique (GIFT)® : https://brandygillmore.com/gillmore-internal-freedom-technique/ Additional Courses: https://brandygillmore.com/courses-workshops VIP Monthly Coaching https://brandygillmore.com/vip-coaching/ Please remember that genuine change and follow through are key for self-healing results. If you struggle with negative thoughts or have a chronic health issue or chronic pain, please do not avoid seeing your doctor. Instead, your goal with self-healing should be to continue to see your doctor as recommended and blow their mind with what you are capable of with your mind and with the power of mind-body healing. Please enjoy this self-healing podcast. Topics:  Brandy Gillmore, Brandy Gillmore podcast, Brandy Gillmore healing, Brandy Gillmore mind body healing, receiving with grace, how to receive love, emotional blocks to healing, one-sided relationships, energy of receiving, healing through receiving, reciprocity in relationships, spiritual meaning of receiving, how to receive support, allowing love in, energetic imbalance in relationships, how to accept love and support, heart-centered healing, love fest meaning, giving and receiving energy, resistance to receiving, subconscious blocks to healing, self-worth and receiving, receiving as healing, flow of love and connection, energy healing podcast, emotional healing tools, subconscious healing, mind-body-spirit podcast

Series: N/AService: Sun AMType: SermonSpeaker: Terry SlackGenuine transformation by way of the gospel doesn’t involve a remodeling of the outside, but rather a change that takes place from the inside out—a kind of heart transplant. In fact, any changes that ignore the heart will never result in true transformation. Though it may seem real, it’s merely cosmetic and thus temporary. A wonderful benefit of the gospel is its ability to make our hearts completely new.

I can do all this through him who gives me strength. Yet it was good of you to share in my troubles (Philippines 4:13-14). We continue with the theme of contentment. Paul learned contentment in all things through his reliance on Christ. But this was not a simple two-way street between Paul and Jesus. Our Lord used other people to provide for Paul, as he does for us. Paul knew this and was glad for the gifts from the Philippian church. But this is a difficult teaching. Many of us are rather stoic when it comes to receiving support from others. We decline when someone offers to pay for or give us something. We feel a certain kind of guilt or shame. Maybe we think we are deficient because we needed help. Or we feel that our relationship is now out of balance – we owe them. People who need help are often looked down on, despite Jesus' comment that the poor we will always have with us. Our society is organized towards personal self-sufficiency. Most of us rent or own our own property, living detached from other households. We work jobs to support ourselves and our households. We own vehicles to drive ourselves where we want to go. We build up savings and portfolios to ensure that we will remain independent after retirement. These things are constructed so that we do not need to rely on the hospitality of another. All these things are not bad or wrong. But something is amiss when we implicitly believe that all people should be able to do life this way: on their own, without burdening anyone else. Somewhere deep in our heart of hearts, we suspect such people to be weak, lazy, lesser, or at fault for it. “They did it to themselves,” we think: “they deserve what they get.” One should be able to do life on one's own, without the support or intervention of others. To do less than this is to fail at life somehow. Such attitudes are dangerous. We translate Jesus words, “It is more blessed to give than to receive” into, “stand on your own two feet and give to the needy who can't.” Here is the problem: if we can do it all ourselves—what need do we have of a saviour? Many have come to the very logical conclusion that we don't. “We've managed this life just fine on our own, thank you.  We don't need help from anyone else—including God.” Feelings of guilt and shame when we have need or when we receive something work against our receiving the one and only thing we need but can't get on our own: God's grace in Jesus. Our relatively wealthy, peaceful, and independent society actively works against the logic of the faith. Contentment in Christ includes the willingness and the ability to receive with gratitude and thanksgiving—recognizing, once again, that our lives are not our own creation and that we are not the ones who hold on. It is Christ who holds on to us. Christ who provides for us. Receiving gracefully is a necessary spiritual discipline to counteract impulse towards self-sufficiency of our culture. As you journey on, go with the blessing of God: May the peace of the Lord Christ go with you: wherever he may send you. May he guide you through the wilderness: protect you through the storm. May he bring you home rejoicing; at the wonders he has shown you. May he bring you home rejoicing once again into our doors.

A WORD OF ENCOURAGEMENT FROM APOSTLE LYANNE KOFFI.

You've worked. You've chased. You've done everything “right.” So why does breakthrough still feel just out of reach?In this soul-awakening episode of The Positive Mindset Podcast, Henry Lawrence delivers the frequency shift that high achievers desperately need — the art of RECEIVING. Not more hustle. Not more grinding. But attunement. Alignment. Listening.If you've been pouring out your energy and not getting the return… this episode is your divine intervention.Inside:The hidden trap of chasing successWhy stillness is the most powerful strategyHow to tune into divine guidanceA deep guided breathwork ritual to shift your state instantly

This is Week 7 of our series, By My Spirit.

The Pharisees and Jesus' have a discussion about the law. Jesus informs them that the law goes beyond the letter of the law to address the hardness of man's hearts. Sermon Notes Mark 10:1 As Jesus' custom, He teaches the crowd Mark 10:2 The Pharisees testing Jesus asks Him about divorce Mark 10:3 – 9 Jesus answers their test Mark 10:10 Jesus' disciples question Him about divorce Mark 10:11 & 12 Jesus answers their questions Mark 10:13 People bring children to Jesus so He might touch them, but the disciples try to prevent them from coming Mark 10:14 – 16 Jesus is indignant with them and says the kingdom of God belongs to those like them

Ecclesiastes 12:9-14

Quaranteam-Northwest: Part 4 The House. Based on a post by Break The Bar. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels. The pounding on the front door echoed through the house again, and I literally fell out of the bed trying to disentangle my foot from the mess of the sheets. Erica and I had stumbled inside late as fuck, trying to be quiet and not wake up Leo and Dani, and now I could see we'd tracked in dirt and grass with us. The sheets were filthy. I got shorts on and stood, shaking Erica by the shoulder. "What?" she groaned. "Someone is at the door, and it's sun up. The worker might need to start working. I'll close the door and give you as much time as I can, but could you at least put on a top in case anyone pops in here by accident?" "Let 'em look," Erica grunted. "What happened to those being my tits, and mine alone?" I grinned. "..... Fine," she said and held up a hand in the air. I found her a shirt and put it in her hand, and she started trying to get it on without lifting her head from the pillow or opening her eyes. I shut the bedroom door behind me and met up with Leo in the hallway; he was only slightly more dressed than I was, with a single sock and an undershirt over his shorts. "Mornin'" he grunted. "Yep," I said, and we headed for the door. When I opened it I was expecting Vanessa and her big 'gorilla' work crew, but instead it was Agent Sourpuss. It was even earlier in the day than I had expected. "What took you two so long?" she said, sneering at the two of us. "Never mind, come with me." She started walking around the house, so Leo and I followed barefoot. Just as we were stepping out and shutting the front door, the crew vans started pulling in, ferrying the surveyors and workers. A few of them called and waved, taunting us for looking like we were getting called to the Principal's office. "We have solved the temporary housing issue for you two," Agent Sourpuss said as we rounded the corner, and she presented us with the new additions to the backyard. Hunkered up next to the two sea cans that all of our stuff was being loaded into for storage were two brand new, state-of-the-art, still gleaming chrome and white from the lot, RVs. The two fuckers were huge. I had no idea how anyone other than an 18-wheeler truck driver could pilot one of them. They had to be worth at least a couple hundred thousand dollars each. "God damn," I said, coming awake. "One for each of us?" Leo asked. "You and your partners," the Agent said. "Follow me." We did, crossing the backyard as the Agent told us that we would need to be ready to move them at a moment's notice; our presence couldn't be allowed to slow down the construction process. We were also in charge of maintaining them, and organizing with the construction general manager when they arrived on site to make sure they were getting properly emptied (the septic) and filled (the fuel). "Mr. Lacoste, you have the one on the left," the Agent said, handing a set of keys to Leo. He actually giggled with glee, taking the keys and darting to his new home. "Mr. Black, yours is clearly the right. As is your new partner waiting for you inside," she said. I blinked. "I'm sorry, what?" "Your second partner drove with us this morning. She's waiting inside for you and is ready for imprinting. I suggest not making her wait too long." Agent Sourpuss then began to walk away, back to her car at the front of the house. "Wait, wait, wait," I said, following her. "I already have a partner. Erica and I are bonded or whatever." "Not how it works, Mr. Black," the Agent said, still walking. "You're rated at Tier Four, and you must have been somewhat open to a non-monogamous relationship, as is Miss Lacoste. Your new partner is suited to the two of you. You shouldn't keep her waiting." There wasn't any stopping her, so I diverted and headed back into the house. "Erica!" I called, heading for the stairs. "What?" she asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes but coming out of my room dressed in my shirt from last night, and a pair of her shorts. "The Agent just dropped off the big ass RVs we're living in," I said. "And a woman who I'm supposed to bond with." "Oh, shit. That was fast," she said. "What do you mean, that was fast?" I asked. "You knew about this?" "I mean, they said at the information seminar that it was possible people would begin getting partnered into existing relationships based on the matchmaking and available matches," Erica said. We were heading down the stairs again. "I assumed since I'm Bi, and you're a guy, it wouldn't be unlikely we'd get someone else eventually. I didn't think it would be day three, obviously. Why would this person pick us over a single guy?" We got outside and to the RV, and I knocked. "It's open," called a voice. It was light and feminine, but with a distinct accent. I opened the door and mounted the steps, stopping when I saw the woman within, only for Erica to push me the rest of the way up so she could see as well. She was dark blonde, almost brunette, and her hair hung in waves down just past her shoulders. The woman was slight, and obviously so because all she was wearing was lingerie made up of thin mesh through which I could see her rosy pink nipples on her smallish tits, and lots of buckles for straps. The right side of her body was fresh and clean, though down the center of her abdomen, from under her chin all the way to her pubic mound, was a thin black line of a tattoo splitting her in half. On the left side of that tattoo her body was designed with black ink in floral tribal patterns, fleur-de-lis motifs and other designs. She was smiling demurely despite her dress and the fact that she was lounging in the sitting area of the RV, her legs splayed as she absently rubbed her twat through her mesh thong. "Bonjour," she said, grinning even brighter as Erica followed me in. Her accent was distinctly French Canadian and she couldn't be older than twenty-three. "My name is Ivy Gauthier, and I was expecting just a cock, but I am more than happy to make Mommy happy too if she wants to sit on my face." "Fuck," Erica said, and looked at me. "Can we keep her?" Ivy Erica, as usual, took to the rapidly changing social situation a little faster than I did. "So you're sure about all of this?" she asked the girl, Ivy. We were sitting in the lounge area of the RV that the government had delivered to us that morning. "Well, it is too late for me to back out now," Ivy said. She was French Canadian, with that very specific Quebecois accent that extended vowels and clipped some consonants. I only really knew the difference between hers and a traditional French-from-France accent because I'd once drank with a unit of French soldiers while I was deployed in Germany. "I have already been poked with the needles. I chose Harrison because he reminded me of a sexy version of the boys I grew up with in the north of Quebec. Very sexy lumberjack, yes?" Erica smirked, glancing at me and patting my knee. "Yes, very sexy woodsman." "As I said, I was not expecting a sexy woman as well, but I am the bisexual," Ivy continued. "In fact, Erica, you are very much my type." "And what type is that?" Erica asked. Ivy grinned but blushed, biting her lip for a moment as if she were embarrassed, but I could see the hunger in her big, expressive eyes. "Most girls in my job, they have what you call the 'Daddy Issues', yes? Well, my father made many mistakes, but was always very good to my sister et moil. An ex I have, she said I have 'Mommy Issues' instead. I like strong women, older than me, with tits and ass like yours." The little minx actually reached out and caressed the side of Erica's tit when she said it. "What job is it you've been working?" I asked, though I had a feeling I knew the general field. "I am a dancer," Ivy said, turning back to me and looking all the world like a worried teenager, rather than the seductive woman clad in mesh lingerie that was sitting between Erica and me. "I hope that is not so bad to you, Harrison. I know some men, they think it means I am dirty or spoiled. But I am not." Then she got another little lascivious smirk as she tilted her chin down looking up at you through her lashes. "Well, I could also be a very dirty girl for the right man. Or woman." She touched Erica's leg without looking. "Okay, seriously Ivy," I said. "Unless this is really who you are, and who you want to be, you can tone down the seduction. Erica and I aren't going to turn you away, but you have got to be real with us." Ivy frowned, and it was like she went through a little transformation as she absorbed what I said and metabolized it. She bit the inside of her cheek for a moment, then nodded and stood up, crossed to the murphy table that was in the kitchenette and pulled a robe I hadn't even noticed from where it was hanging. She wrapped it around herself quickly and then sat back down. "I am sorry," she said. "I am; this vaccine is making me very horny. I did not know what to expect, yes? I thought it best to treat you like private clients." "Oh, sweetie," Erica sighed. "I know. The nervousness, that little itch all over?" Ivy nodded. "Maybe let's start from the beginning," I suggested. "Just be honest with us." "I was being honest," Ivy said. "My name is Ivy Gauthier, I was born in a little town in northern Quebec and raised by my father and grandmother, along with my sister. I am an exotic dancer. I started in Montreal, and decided to try and do a tour of the USA. My visa was running out when the Quarantine happened. They said it would not be a problem if I took the experimental vaccine." "Wait, hold on," I said. "Fuck. Would you have taken the vaccine if you weren't worried about your visa?" Ivy thought about it and then shrugged. "I don't know? Maybe? I never had to think about it without the visa on the table." "This is fucked up," I said. "And it's too late to change anything," Erica said. "Harri, you know it's too late." "I know," I grunted. "But that doesn't mean I have to like it." "And you know if it's not you, it'll be someone else." I took in a long breath and nodded. "Ivy, I assume you went through the whole set of meetings and videos that Erica did, but I just have to ask; are you absolutely sure you want this?" Ivy pursed her lips, looking between Erica and me. Her hands were in her lap, most of her tattoos covered by the worn, velvet red robe she was wearing. She looked younger and older at the same time. She ended up looking to Erica. "Is he a good man?" "The best," Erica said immediately. "And is she a good woman?" Ivy asked me. I took Erica's hand in mine. "Better than anyone could ever deserve." "Then I am fine with this," Ivy said. "It is the end of the world, oui? Why should I not be with two sexy people who love each other, and will share their bed with me?" Erica laughed. "Well, she's direct." "Alright. You know what the next steps are?" I asked Ivy. "You fuck me, and I will become your; how did they say.? Umm, bonded something?" "We haven't figured out the right word yet either," Erica said. "For now, it might be easiest if you're just our fuckbuddy." "I like this," Ivy said. "You two are a couple, and I will be your fuckbuddy." The way she said it made it sound a little sillier, a little naughtier. This girl would have been dangerous if Erica and I weren't in the current situation. "You have some time," I said. "Would you rather wait a bit, or do it now?" "Now," Ivy said. "I would very much like to taste you, Erica. While Harrison fucks my ass." "Wow, that's very hot and specific," Erica said. Ivy smiled. "I am what you would say is an 'Anal Queen.' My father, he had children with three different women. It made me afraid of pregnancy, so I learned as a girl to prefer it in my butt." "Well, I guess you're getting to crush some ass, babe," Erica said, smirking and then kissing me on the cheek. "Hey, you know what?" I asked. "However you want it, Ivy, I'm happy to provide. Is there anything else you'd like us to know before we go to the bed?" Ivy stood up, slipping the robe back off of her and hanging it back up. "I can be very loud," she said. "Just a warning. And I like many things, but this time, I think we keep it to a simple threesome, yes? I will suck cock and eat cunt, and I would very much like to be fingered, and fucked in the ass." "So simple," Erica chuckled. "Ivy, I think Harrison is still a little hesitant; he is a natural protector, so don't think he's timid. He's just worried and doesn't want to take advantage." "Oh," Ivy said, looking at me for a moment with a cocked head, taking my measure. "Now I; Okay, yes, I understand." She came forward and pushed me back by the shoulders until I was sitting fully upright on the cushioned bench seat instead of leaning forward. Then she crawled into my lap, on her knees with them outside my legs, and sat her perky bum on my legs. "Harrison, I have told you I think you are sexy, yes? Well here, I will prove it." She took my hand and brought my fingers to her lips, taking my pointer and middle fingers and sucking on them lewdly, then bringing them down between us to her crotch. She pulled the mesh panties aside and put my fingers against her hole and pivoted, taking my two thick fingers into her clenching cunt. "I want to fuck you. And I will tell you another thing about me; I like a man who takes me how he wants. Throw me on the bed, put my legs behind my head. Make me your little pretzel girl as you fuck my ass. I am sure I will love this 'big brother' you in time, too. But I need you first to be my man." Then she kissed me, grinding on my fingers. I breathed in through my nose, and she pressed her chest against mine, and I reached around her with the hand that wasn't busy at her cunt and grabbed her ass firmly. "Umm, yes," she mumbled into my mouth. "Like that." "God, I hope I didn't look that fucking horny when I kissed you that first time," Erica said. She was still sitting on the other end of the L-shaped bench from us, watching me get frenched by the little French minx who had just fallen into our lives. I pulled back from the kiss, and Ivy looked at me with concern, searching my face. "Go kiss Erica," I said. She grinned and slipped from my lap, my fingers leaving her cunt, and slid right onto Erica's lap and pulled my girlfriend into a hard kiss as their disproportionate tits pressed together. Erica was much bustier than Ivy, though the younger woman's figure was just as sexy. As they started to make out I stood up, walking to the back of the RV and surveying the space. The back of the vehicle was dominated by the bedroom, which had what looked like a bed that was too big for the space. I pulled the blanket and top sheet off of it, knowing how Erica had a tendency to leave wet spots after fucking, and then kicked off my boots and returned to the women. "Alright, come here," I said, and lifted Ivy off of Erica and tossed her over my shoulder so I was carrying her ass forward. She howled a laugh, kicking her legs, and I offered Erica my other hand up. "She is going to be a lot of fun," Erica said. "I know," I said. "But I need to ask you, too. Is this what you want?" Erica smiled, almost sadly, and shrugged. "I told you I'd introduce you to a lot of strippers. I just didn't know it would happen so fast. Like she said, it's the end of the world, at least as we know it. Why not?" I nodded, and then bounced Ivy on my shoulder and gave her a soft spank on the butt. "What are you giggling so hard for?" "Nothing," she said. "Everything." "Crazy French girl," I said, and carried her to the end of the RV and tossed her on the bed like she wanted. She landed and immediately twisted and turned, biting her lip as she positioned herself on her stomach, looking at me eagerly as she slowly kicked her legs and her little bum bounced, humping the air a little. "Oh, I think she wants to suck your cock," Erica said, coming up behind me and resting her cheek on my shoulder. She reached around my waist and started lowering my shorts. "Is that what you want, Ivy?" Ivy nodded, grinning. "Well, I've got a surprise for a naughty girl. You are very lucky, because you picked a man who happens to have a very nice, fat cock." Erica said, and dropped my shorts, letting my mostly-hard cock out. "Oh, fuck," Ivy said, her eyes going happily large. "It is a very good cock." She looked up at Erica. "May I please suck the very good cock?" "Good manners," Erica said. "Yes, Ivy, you may suck Harrison. But from now on you should call it his fat cock." "Yes, mo" the rest of what she was saying became garbled as she leaned forward and spoke with the head of my cock between her lips, and came. She hadn't been expecting it, and her legs started to kick as she tensed up and pulled away from my cock, lowering her face to the bed. Then her body released all its tension and she sucked in a deep, ragged breath. "Woah!" she exhaled, loud and wordless, as a second wave of the orgasm passed through her. Erica reached around and ran her fingers through Ivy's hair as the smaller, younger woman rode a third and final wave of the vaccine-induced orgasm. She was left panting, and rolled over onto her back and looked back up at us in confusion and what looked like drunken delight. "What was that? I have never come so fast," she said in wonder "Didn't they tell you to expect that?" Erica asked. Ivy shook her head. "Huh, that's weird. They told my group," Erica said. "That was the imprinting process starting. Can you feel that ache, down in your clit? That's the vaccine too. Soon you'll feel it on your tongue, aching to get Harri's come anywhere you can inside you." "I already wanted this," Ivy said, her grin not slipping. She rolled back over onto her stomach and opened her mouth, but then hesitated. "Does this,” "No," I said, "Not every time." "Too bad, but also good," Ivy said. "It would be very hard to suck your cock if this happened every time." Then she took me back into her mouth and began bobbing her head quickly. I had a feeling she was actually a brunette and dyed her hair up to the dirty blonde she wore it. The dark undertones were more real than the light ones. Erica came around me now and slipped out of her shorts, going down to her panties and my shirt she'd been wearing, and got on her knees on the bed next to Ivy. She sat tall, and I kissed her as Ivy suckled on my cock. "Enjoy yourself, babe," Erica assured me. "We both want this." I raised an eyebrow and reached around her, grabbing her meatier ass. "You don't need to keep reassuring me, E. Or does 'mommy' need a good seeing to as well?" "Oh, I always need a good seeing to," Erica grinned. She started to lower down slowly, maintaining eye contact with me. "But first I think I need to make sure our naughty girl here knows how to treat you properly. Let me see you suck his cock, Ivy." Ivy beamed up at me, eyes flicking between my face and Erica's as the older woman leaned close. "Good, really slobber on that cock," Erica said softly, stroking Ivy's hair. "It's going to be cracking that cute little ass of yours open soon, so it needs to be very hard and very slippery." Ivy mumbled something unintelligible. "But don't forget his balls," Erica said. Ivy immediately took my cock from her mouth and lifted it with a hand, trying to take my sack between her lips but only fitting one nut as she tongued and worked her mouth. Erica took Ivy's place at my cock, putting her lips around the head and starting to blow me. "Oh, fuck, that's new," I groaned, looking down at both women staring up at me with smiles in their eyes. I put a hand on each of their heads. Ivy didn't let up, switching from one ball to the other as my cock rubbed across her face, but Erica popped off of the end and grinned at me before sliding back on the bed and taking up a position behind Ivy. "Now, what do we have here?" Erica asked, wrapping her fingers into the elastic band of Ivy's mesh panties. "Someone is a very naughty girl, dressing so slutty. Look, I can see everything! So what could possibly be the point of this?" She started pulling the panties down over Ivy's ass, and the younger woman shifted her hips eagerly, letting her do it. "Back to my cock now," I grunted, and Ivy followed my orders. Once I was back in her mouth, I ran my fingers down the side of her face, just watching as she looked up at me with adoringly needy eyes. Erica had gotten Ivy's panties off, and she tossed them aside as she knelt next to the pale girl and started to massage her upturned butt. "Ivy, you have a very cute ass," she said, stroking the girl's smooth skin. Just like her front, Ivy had a thin black line running down the middle of her spine, bisecting her from her hairline all the way down to her ass crack. On one side of the line her pale, smooth skin was flawless. On the other, she sported a collection of black tattoos; most of them flowery and nicely designed, a few of them more 'witchy' like flying crows and a jagged, leafless tree. "M'ank 'oo," Ivy mumbled around my cock, and wiggled her butt. Erica quickly sucked two fingers into her mouth and, biting the inside of her lip as she grinned, slipped them down between Ivy's legs and began slowly, teasingly fingering the younger woman's cunt. Ivy immediately responded by shuddering and starting to blow me faster, bobbing her head as she moaned with my cock in her mouth, pressing against the inside of her cheeks. "For a girl who prefers it in the ass, our naughty little girl gets very wet," Erica said to me. "Is that right?" I asked, and looked down at Ivy and her big eyes. "Do you get wet and ready for a cock even if you don't want one in that hole?" "Umm hmm," she hummed and nodded, then pulled her lips from my cock. "When I am ready, the right man will have a very good time with my naughty cunt." Erica leaned forward, bringing her lips to Ivy's ear from behind. "And what about Harrison? Is he the right man?" I could see the conflict warring in Ivy. She didn't know; her instincts were to shy away. But the vaccine, that need and horniness it had put in Erica, was in Ivy as well. She wanted me, wanted my cum. Wanted it inside her, to match with the vaccine. Chemically, she wanted to say yes. "You don't need to answer that," I told her reassuringly, stroking the side of her face again. Then I glanced at Erica, who raised an eyebrow at me, but I just shook my head. Ivy, a thankful look in her eyes, quickly went back to blowing me while Erica played with her cunt. Eventually I pulled away, and in one move picked up and flipped Ivy over onto her back. She giggled, and I was glad that she'd been honest with me about wanting to be thrown around in bed; I would have likely asked, or maybe told, her to move. Instead she seemed to really enjoy the manhandling. "Get the rest of the lingerie off," I said. The mesh bra did nothing to hide her perky, small boobs from me, but I wanted her naked. There was a practical element; once the bonding process was completed, she was going to zonk out and having that strappy lingerie on for hours and hours wouldn't be good for her or it. But there was also a primal thing in me that just wanted this strangely innocent, strangely filthy girl naked for me. She stripped quickly, and Erica took that time to peel off my shirt that she was wearing as well, revealing her bigger, heavy tits. "Oh, my," Ivy said, and sat up, reaching for Erica's chest. "You are so beautiful, Erica." Erica grinned and leaned forward a bit, allowing Ivy to press her face into Erica's cleavage. "She's like a horny teenage boy," Erica laughed. Ivy was kissing and licking her cleavage all over. "So am I, when it comes to you," I said, and slipped off the bed to stand behind her, kissing her on the cheek and then down to her neck while I reached around and cupped her tits from below, lifting them for Ivy to feast on. "Oh, god, this is heaven," Erica moaned, leaning her head back on my shoulder. "Have you ever done a threesome before?" I asked her quietly. "Once. Three women," she mumbled. "Not that great, really." "Too much fake cock?" I asked. "That, and tribbing is stupid. Doesn't do anything for me, and they both loved it." "Hear that, Ivy? No tribbing," I said. "But can I eat her cunt?" Ivy asked, coming up for air from the bounty of tits she was enjoying. "I think my answer is 'whenever you want,'" Erica laughed. "First I want more of your mouth," I said to Ivy. "Lay back down. And Erica, I'd love to see you eat her out." Erica grinned. "Ever seen a lesbian act in person before?" "Nothing more explicit than two drunk girls kissing to rile up some guys at a party," I said. Ivy had lain back, spreading her legs, and Erica knelt between them and slowly brought her face down to Ivy's bare cunt. It was pretty, almost like the clean and clinical specimen you would see in a biology textbook. "Do you want me to lick your cunt, Ivy?" Erica asked teasingly. "Yes, please," Ivy said and grabbed the bedspread in her fingers in anticipation. Erica went to work, and Ivy moaned loudly and wordlessly as her body tensed and then relaxed into the sensations. "Is it good," I asked. "Uh-huh," Ivy nodded and moaned. I knelt down next to her head and turned her face sideways, tapping my cock against her lips. She immediately opened them, and I slid between her lips and she began suckling. Then, after looking down and seeing the smile in Erica's eyes as she watched me getting blown while she ate cunt, I began to thrust lightly into Ivy's mouth. The dirty blonde dropped her jaw, and worked her tongue, and soon I was pumping steadily, treating her lips just roughly enough to feel divine. I reached down and palmed her tit, which so far had been almost entirely ignored. I happened to grab the tattooed side of her, where the boob itself was still a blank canvas but was surrounded by them dark patterns. Her nipple was a firm little nub in my palm, and her moaning on my cock changed to a higher pitch when I grabbed her more firmly, and then began playing with her nipple between my fingers. Erica, seeing the change in Ivy, mimicked me and reached up for her other tit and grabbed it as well. "Muh," Ivy moaned, but didn't try to pull away from my thrusting. She whined on my cock, thrusting her hips up and down, grinding against Erica's face. Then, seeing her coming to a peak, I thrust in and held my cock deep in her mouth, but not to the point of gagging her. I pinched the nipple I was holding, and Erica focused on her clit, and Ivy went off with a long shudder and another muffled howl. I pulled my cock from her mouth when she was coming down. "Keep going," I told Erica. "Get her there again." Then I stepped off of the bed and behind Erica, whose panty-clad ass was up in the air at the edge of the bed. I pulled her panties down to her thighs, set my cock against her puffy cunt, and thrust inside firmly, claiming her as mine again. "Yes, babe," Erica gasped into Ivy's cunt. "Fuck, yes, my fucking stud." "Oh, fuck," Ivy groaned, eyes half-closed as she grabbed at her own tits harshly and watched me fucking Erica from behind. Within five thrusts I was burying deep into my girlfriend at a good, steady pace. "You two are so fucking hot," Ivy said breathily, her accent turning every croon into a delightful sentence instead of something that might have come across as crude. I fucked Erica steadily, one hand on her hip and the other keeping hold of her wonderful ass, and she thrust back at me while trying to keep her lips and tongue working. I wanted Erica to feel how desirable I found her, even in this threesome with a brand new woman between us. I wanted her to know she wasn't just forced on me; she was a choice. She chose me, and I chose her back. Leaning forward, I let go of her waist and ass and grabbed her tits hanging below her, palming them and lifting their weight as she remained ass up and face down in Ivy's cunt. "I fucking love you, E," I said. "I love your body, I love your personality, and I love your mind. And right now, I really love how fucking sexual you are." "Fuck," Ivy groaned. "Fuck, that is so hot." Erica was starting to falter in her fucking back at me, which I knew meant she was getting close but I wanted to push her farther. "Ivy," I said. "It's almost time. How much prep does your ass need?" Ivy licked her lips, that carnal need growing inside of her with every passing minute. "For most guys, two fingers would be enough. But for you, I think three, if Mommy will do it for me?" "What do you think, 'mommy,'" I grinned. "Are you up for prepping her?" Erica slurped off of Ivy's cunt and flipped the girl onto her stomach, then spread her ass cheeks and spit onto her asshole. "For her, and to watch you fuck this cute little ass, absolutely," Erica said. I really couldn't see all that much of the oral portion of the prep, since I continued to fuck Erica. I slowed, and thrust deep and firm instead of faster and harder, and gave her the chance to work. Soon enough, Erica had two fingers in Ivy's ass and was adding a third. "Oh, mommy, yes," Ivy moaned. "Finger my ass. Spread my asshole for our man. God, I want that fat cock up my ass so badly. Harrison, please don't make me wait. Please don't back out, I need it so badly." "Who does this ass belong to now, Ivy?" Erica asked her. "Fuck, fuck," Ivy gasped. Erica slapped the side of her ass cheek. "Who does this ass belong to now, dirty little girl?" "Harrison," Ivy moaned. "Oh, fuck, Harrison. Fuck my ass. Take my ass. Take it. Take it." I pulled out of Erica, watching for just a moment as her cunt was split by me and didn't want to let go, then hopped back up on the bed. Erica pulled her fingers out of Ivy's hole, and I spun the younger woman around on the bed and pulled her up onto her hands and knees. Ivy dropped her face to the mattress as she reached back and held her ass cheeks open, her butthole winking at me. "Fuck my ass. Please, Butt fuck me. Own my butt," she panted. I placed my cock to her asshole and pressed forward. "Oh, fuck yes," Ivy almost howled. "Oh, it is so good. Merci, merci, oh fuck yes." I was halfway in when she finally clenched and I stopped. Erica, meanwhile, had shifted her seating on the bed so she was on her ass, and she spread her legs in front of Ivy's face. "Hey, now it's time for you to lick my cunt, dirty girl," she said. Ivy lifted her head and groaned as she tasted Erica for the first time, and as she did Ivy's ass relaxed, and I pushed in the rest of the way. "Yes," she mumbled. "Yes, fuck, so good. So full." I slowly pulled back out, then pushed back in. I'd tried anal before, once with a German girl I met off base, but it had been tough going. With Ivy, it was like she was just built different. She squeezed back at me, pushed to get me deeper. "She really is an Anal Queen," I gasped to Erica, who opened her eyes and grinned savagely at me. "I can't believe you're fucking her in the ass right now," she said. "Neither can I," I said, and started to properly thrust into that tight but forgiving asshole. "She's fucking good with her tongue, too," Erica groaned. "I can feel myself getting soaked." "Careful," I snickered. "There are the only sheets we have right now." "Oh, fuck off," Erica laughed. I had just started fucking into Ivy harder still, and she was sucking in deep breaths and moaning like a pornstar, when there was a loud banging on the main door of the RV. There was absolutely no way they couldn't hear what was happening in here, let alone that I had to assume the RV was rocking a bit. "Don't stop," Ivy gasped, lifting her face from Erica's cunt and begging me over her shoulder. "Please, keep fucking my ass. You can't stop. I need you to keep going." "Fuck, I was so close," Erica groaned, and the knocking happened again, banging on the door. Erica rolled off the bed. "You can't stop now, you might break her mind. I'll deal with this." "Yes, Harri, fuck me. So good, fuck my ass. Fuck my ass!" Ivy moaned, even fucking louder now that she didn't have Erica's cunt to muffle her. Erica stalked naked out into the main area of the RV, and she slipped on the robe that Ivy had been using earlier. She pulled it closed in the front and opened the door. "Hey, so this is awkward,” I could hear Vanessa say, but then I was shocked when instead of going outside to talk to her, Erica reached out and pulled her inside the RV. "Fuck, E! You didn't shut the door," I said. "Oh, shit. Sorry!" Erica called, and I only half believed her. There was one long moment of chaos where Vanessa was inside, looking down the length of the RV right at me as I was thrusting away, my nuts slapping against Ivy's cunt as I fucked her ass at speed. "Fuck," I grunted, and I made to pull out. "No, please, merde. Don't stop fucking my ass. Don't stop. Fuck my little ass. Come inside, I need you to come inside. Rempli-moi, mon homme. Mon cher. Fuck, mon amour!" I couldn't stop. I was so fucking close to coming, but I also had to move. So I did the only thing I could do; I wrapped my arms around Ivy's torso, fucked my cock as deep into her ass as I could, and picked her up and lifted her off of the bed. "Fuck, mon amour. I love you fucking my ass. Own my ass, mon amour. Fill me, fuck me," she babbled. I got us out of direct line of sight, pressing Ivy against the wall of the RV just next to the door to the bedroom, and I fumbled with one hand and slammed it shut as I kept thrusting into her. "Fuck. Fuck! I want you, I want it inside. Je veux croquer la pomme. Je suis très mouillée pour toi, mon amour. Fuck me. I love you?" she gasped the last words, like she was unsure, but enlightened by the idea. And then I came, pressing her up against the wood paneling and carpet of the RV walls. I came deep inside her ass, and she leaned back into me as her entire body shook. Her jaw was clenched tight, a small whine coming through almost like one of those dog whistles. "Sorry about that, Vanessa," I heard Erica talking through the walls. "We got a new vaccine partner who moved in with the RV. We were just, um, going through the bonding process." "That is; I mean, I'm sorry?" Vanessa mumbled. "It was obvious what was... happening, but we kind of need to get to work again. I wasn't expecting you to..." "That's totally my fault," Erica said. "I was a little fuck drunk; Harrison is very capable, and our new partner Ivy has a very skilled tongue." ".....Okay," Vanessa exhaled. That was when it felt more like I was holding Ivy up, rather than her standing on her own, and I carefully pulled my cock from her still-clenching butt and scooped her up in my arms. "Imprinting. Imprinting," she was mumbling. "Still fucking creepy," I grumbled, shaking my head as I looked at her in my arms. She was all woman, but like this I couldn't help but feel protective of the young woman who'd been forced into making choices that led her to my bed. The whole experience was amazing, but it was still... ugh. I set Ivy down on the bed and lay the sheet over her, and she curled up around a pillow and continued to mumble. This let me find and pull my shorts back on and exit the room. Erica was sitting on the murphy table, which she'd folded down, and Vanessa was sitting on the L-bench. "Vanessa, I am so sorry you got an eyeful of me like that," I said. "No, it's fine," Vanessa said, raising a hand. "You guys explained some of it last night, and Erica was just telling me again about the whole vaccine process and stuff. I didn't realize that's what this was and you couldn't, ah, interrupt the process." I nodded, and during the following brief conversation I apologized a couple more times. We quickly went through the plan for the day; which included finishing up all the rest of the moving out of the house so that it could be demolished the next morning. "And that's it," Vanessa nodded. "Uh, before I go; could I see her?" "You mean Ivy?" Erica asked. "Yeah," Vanessa said. "I mean, not if she's in a compromising position or whatever. But last night you and Leo talked about the 'imprinting' thing, and I'm probably going to have to do that eventually. I'd like to see it beforehand." I sucked my teeth for a moment, then nodded. "Sure, I think she should be decent." I led Vanessa to the back of the RV and opened the bedroom door. Ivy was still where I'd left her. Vanessa scooted around the outside of the bed, leaning forward and watching Ivy's face as she smiled and mumbled 'Imprinting' over and over. "That's freaky," Vanessa whispered, standing back up and coming out of the room. "But she's also gorgeous." "Just wait until you see her tattoos," Erica said. "She has some really interesting work done." "Yeah?" Vanessa asked. "Cool. I'm looking forward to meeting her." Erica smiled. "So, uh, how long before you need us?" "Like, twenty minutes ago," Vanessa smirked. "No," Erica shook her head. "I mean, how long until you need us." "Oh!" Vanessa said again, her eyes going wide. "Um.. another... fifteen minutes?" Erica smiled and winked. "I'll make it work." Vanessa, blushing, left the RV and shut the door behind her, while Erica turned and dropped the robe, revealing her naked body to me again. "I need you to fuck my orgasm back to life, babe," she said, staring hotly. "Fuck me fast and hard." I pulled her into my arms, laughing along with her as I glanced around the RV, deciding which part of the big luxury vehicle we should christen first. With Ivy safely tucked away in the back of the RV, and Erica and I working the knots out of her system quickly, it really was time to get to work. While Erica and I had been busy, Leo had been equally busy, going to wake up Danielle and show her their new temporary home as well. "Come on, rabbits," Erica called, knocking on the back window of their RV. "You would have been so pissed if he did that to you," I said. Erica laughed and shrugged. "Yeah, so?" "You two have a very different relationship than me and my sister," I said. The curtain on the window pulled aside a little, Leo glancing out and glaring at Erica. "Fuck off," he said, flashing her the finger. "We need to get to work!" Erica called again. Leo looked like he was about to say something snarky, but was pulled away and Danielle was now in the open corner of the window. "Sorry," she said, barely audible through the glass and over the sounds of construction work happening nearby. "I'll make sure we're quick." Her angelic face flashed us both a smile, and then she dropped the curtain. "Did you see what I saw?" Erica asked, turning to me. "You mean her whole naked tit?" I asked. "God damn, it's like that girl was manufactured to be 'Sexiest Woman Alive," Erica chuckled. "I don't know about that," I said, taking her hand and leading her away. "You'd give her a run for her money." "Compliments will serve you well, boyfriend," Erica smiled, squeezing my hand and winking. It turned out that the surveyors didn't need major tours again yet, so I was more free to help with the packing and the moving. Once Leo and Danielle joined us; letting us know the water pressure in the RV showers was pitiful at best; the work went quickly. We moved our clothing and things we knew we'd need sooner than later into the RVs, everything else got moved into the storage containers. A third container was dropped off to help with housing Leo's woodworking equipment, which gave us more space to start organizing things as well. How long did a house take to build? How long until they even started on our houses? These were the sorts of questions we just didn't have answers to, so we had to guess we would probably be in the RVs at least through the fall and winter and into next year. It was around the middle of the afternoon, and I was busy securing my father's old gun safe in the storage container with the woodworking tools, when I heard the telltale sound of another vehicle pulling up the driveway. Not three days ago, that sort of commotion would have had me wondering who it could be, and why they were out here in the middle of nowhere. And that wasn't just because of the pandemic quarantine; it had been that way my whole childhood. There were three kinds of visitors to the Black family ranch; expected, in need, and unwanted. Now I heard vans and trucks moving almost constantly, and there must have been thirty or more people working just within fifty yards and I'd only met half of them. It was strange. "Excuse me, Mr. Black?" A man asked. I turned from the gun safe and found a scraggly-looking kid, maybe all of twenty and looking like he was all bones and unkempt facial hair. He was wearing a reflective construction vest and had a hard hat tucked under one arm. "Just Harrison is fine," I said, shutting the safe and spinning the dial to lock it. "What can I do for you? Is Vanessa looking for me?" "Who? No, I don't think so," the kid said. "I'm with the grading crew working on the highway? There's, uh, some people who showed up demanding to talk to you." I took a breath and nodded. It could have been a couple of different people. "What did they look like?" "Well," he hesitated. "There were two women and three men, and they pulled up in a green pickup truck and a white panel van." "Kid, are they all Natives?" I asked. "Um, yeah," he said, clearly uncomfortable. He'd likely grown up somewhere far from a reservation, and probably in a major city, so his experience was limited to a little bubble. "Alright, I know what this is," I sighed. Part of me considered opening the gun safe back up, but I ended up figuring it would just make things worse. Guns usually did. It was tempting, though. I followed the kid out to the front and waved down Erica and Vanessa as they were talking on the front stoop of the house. "Hey, I need to head down to t

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This class explores one of the Torah's most striking rebukes, Moses' fiery confrontation with the tribes of Reuben and Gad and uncovers why they chose silence over self-defense. Through this encounter and a powerful Chassidic story about the Sefas Emes, Rabbi Bernath examines why we often recoil at criticism and how to reframe it as a holy opportunity for growth.From Moses to modern marriage, from a misunderstood heretic to the Maggid of Mezritch, we dive into the soul's secret defense system and how to disarm it with self-worth, humility, and Chassidic wisdom.Takeaways:The power of silence: Sometimes, it's more spiritually transformative to listen to criticism than to justify ourselves, especially when it comes from someone wise.Criticism doesn't define you: When you know your core worth, you can absorb criticism without collapsing.Not all rebuke is rejection: Moses' rebuke was intense, but it came from leadership and love.Marriage tip: Your spouse's critique might not be a judgment, it might be a chance to expand your perspective.The Maggid's wisdom: True self-esteem is found when neither praise nor criticism defines your value.Criticism is holy rain: It should nourish, not erode. But to receive it, we need rooted self-worth.#Bible #Torah #criticism #TorahPortion #TorahLessons #BibleStudy #Moses #selfesteem #God #self-esteem #sefasemes #maggid #solomonmaimon #humility #personalgrowth #Spiritual #spiritualleadership #emotionalresilience #torahwisdom Support the showGot your own question for Rabbi Bernath? He can be reached at rabbi@jewishndg.com or http://www.theloverabbi.comSingle? You can make a profile on www.JMontreal.com and Rabbi Bernath will help you find that special someone.Donate and support Rabbi Bernath's work http://www.jewishndg.com/donateFollow Rabbi Bernath's YouTube Channel https://www.youtube.com/user/ybernathAccess Rabbi Bernath's Articles on Relationships https://medium.com/@loverabbi

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Send us a textAre you manfesting correctly?  Ever wonder why your vision boards and affirmations aren't delivering results — even when you're “doing everything right”?Here's the truth: It's not your clarity. It's not your dedication. And it's definitely not your manifesting technique.✨ The real block? Your nervous system still doesn't feel safe receiving what you've been asking for.In this episode, I reveal Neville Goddard's forgotten manifestation test — a powerful somatic clue that shows whether your identity has truly shifted:“If your reactions are the same, you have not changed.”We explore the physical signs your body gives you when you're still anchored in an outdated self-concept — things like:Chest tightening after rejectionVoice trembling when you speak your priceShrinking when someone questions your worthThese aren't random. They're trauma echoes — unconscious nervous system patterns that reveal where your beliefs haven't fully caught up to your desire.

Send us a textThis class explores one of the Torah's most striking rebukes, Moses' fiery confrontation with the tribes of Reuben and Gad and uncovers why they chose silence over self-defense. Through this encounter and a powerful Chassidic story about the Sefas Emes, Rabbi Bernath examines why we often recoil at criticism and how to reframe it as a holy opportunity for growth.From Moses to modern marriage, from a misunderstood heretic to the Maggid of Mezritch, we dive into the soul's secret defense system and how to disarm it with self-worth, humility, and Chassidic wisdom.Takeaways:The power of silence: Sometimes, it's more spiritually transformative to listen to criticism than to justify ourselves, especially when it comes from someone wise.Criticism doesn't define you: When you know your core worth, you can absorb criticism without collapsing.Not all rebuke is rejection: Moses' rebuke was intense, but it came from leadership and love.Marriage tip: Your spouse's critique might not be a judgment, it might be a chance to expand your perspective.The Maggid's wisdom: True self-esteem is found when neither praise nor criticism defines your value.Criticism is holy rain: It should nourish, not erode. But to receive it, we need rooted self-worth.#Bible #Torah #criticism #TorahPortion #TorahLessons #BibleStudy #Moses #selfesteem #God #self-esteem #sefasemes #maggid #solomonmaimon #humility #personalgrowth #Spiritual #spiritualleadership #emotionalresilience #torahwisdom Support the showGot your own question for Rabbi Bernath? He can be reached at rabbi@jewishndg.com or http://www.theloverabbi.comSingle? You can make a profile on www.JMontreal.com and Rabbi Bernath will help you find that special someone.Donate and support Rabbi Bernath's work http://www.jewishndg.com/donateFollow Rabbi Bernath's YouTube Channel https://www.youtube.com/user/ybernathAccess Rabbi Bernath's Articles on Relationships https://medium.com/@loverabbi

The 6-mile trawling ban for vessels over 18 metres is to be reintroduced. The law will place certain restrictions on trawling activity by large vessels inside the six nautical mile zone and the baselines. The reintroduction means that from the 1st October 2026, trawling activity (that is the operating of trawl or seine nets) by fishing vessels over 18 metres in length overall inshore waters inside the six nautical mile zone and the baselines will be prohibited. A limited total allowable catch of 2,000 tonnes of sprat will be permitted for vessels over 18 metres length overall inside the six nautical mile zone and inside baselines from 1st October 2025 to 30th September 2026 only. Over 18 metre vessels fishing for sprat during that period will require an authorisation to do so. To get a sense of how this news is being received within the fishing community in West Clare, Alanb morrissey was joined by Luke Aston, Carrigaholt based Irish Chartered Skippers Association Chair and Patrick Murphy, Irish South & West Fish Producers CEO.

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This episode will change how you move. Not by giving you more to chase— But by showing you what's already here. Liv breaks down the illusion of separation, the root of nervous system sabotage, and why you've been bracing instead of building. This isn't about hustle. It's about wholeness. And the shift is subtle—but seismic.Here's what's inside:

David Cronenberg is one of those great directors that started with B-Movie horror only to become a highly regarded, award winning director. Now at 82, his latest film, THE SHROUDS, was nominated for the Palme d'Or at Cannes. After playing one other festival, it was released at theaters in April 2025. Now it is available on VOD and streaming for all to see.From IMDB: “Karsh, an innovative businessman and grieving widower, builds a device to connect with the dead inside a burial shroud.”THE SHROUDS was written and directed by David Cronenberg and has a fabulous international cast including lead Vincent Cassell, Diane Kruger, and Guy Pierce. Receiving good reviews in what critics are calling his most intimate and biographical film, your co-hosts take a look at Cronenberg's latest.

7am Hour 2 - Jeremy White and Joe DiBiase talk with Sal Capaccio about the start of Bills training camp, the rookies to keep an eye on on the Bills defense, and how the additions of players like Josh Palmer and Elijah Moore can help Keon Coleman and the wide receiver room.

This generation has no shortage of knowledge and information about any disease, problem, topic, person, or interest. Yet in many cases, we are still searching for the answers and solutions God's wisdom has promised us. On today's broadcast of Wisdom For Living, Greg Mohr shares clear Biblical principles from over 40 years of ministry experience that will help you discover how to unlock the hidden wisdom of God and make good decisions in your life.

In this episode of the Tough Girl Podcast, we're joined by Christine Reed—an American long-distance backpacker and award-winning author—whose life changed when she took her first steps on the Appalachian Trail in 2015. With no prior backpacking experience, Christine dove headfirst into the unknown, seeking healing, purpose, and a sense of identity. Since then, Christine has hiked thousands of miles, lived out of a van, and carved a creative path through storytelling. Her debut memoir, Alone in Wonderland, captured her raw and powerful journey of self-discovery, while her latest anthology Blood Sweat Tears amplifies the voices of women+ on trail—sharing unfiltered stories about periods, pain, perseverance, and everything in between. We talk about grief, growth, writing through discomfort, and the courage it takes to follow your passions even when they feel far outside your comfort zone. Christine's story reminds us that you don't have to be outdoorsy, athletic, or fearless to start—you just have to begin. ***  New episodes of the Tough Girl Podcast drop every Tuesday at 7 AM (UK time)! Make sure to subscribe so you never miss the inspiring journeys and incredible stories of tough women pushing boundaries.  Do you want to support the Tough Girl Mission to increase the amount of female role models in the media in the world of adventure and physical challenges? Support via Patreon! Join me in making a difference by signing up here: www.patreon.com/toughgirlpodcast.  Your support makes a difference.  Thank you x Show notes Who is Christine Thru-hike and trail runners Being based in New Mexico, America Her early years and not growing up outdoorsy  Reading blogs about the Appalachian Trail in the fall of 2013 Graduating from college and working in health insurance  Being pretty unhappy and not knowing what to do with her life Why the Appalachian Trail (AT) was so appealing  Taking the first step and commitment to the hike Everyone on the trail being in a phase of transition  Being possible for her to leave her life Taking a year to plan and research the trail  Planning to hike the AT  in 2015  The importance of finding something that you are excited about  Never backpacking before and just going on a few day hikes Not being a fit or athletic person Doing her research - whiteblaze.net - an old school pin board forum  Doing zero physical preparation  The feelings at the start of the Appalachian Trail Riding greyhound buses to the start (16+ hours) The steps up to  Amicalola Falls First night camping at a shelter Personal goals - find herself? 24 and turning 25 on the trail Doing hard things HIking pre social media Lessons and learning from thru-hiking Losing her mum just after starting the trail  Spending time at home and deciding to get back on the trail Grieving while on the trail Feeling her feeling and talking about them Having wonderful encounters with other hikers and being able to share  650 miles feeling ready to leave the trail Having a closer relationship with her dad Moving to Denver, Colorado Struggling to reengage with the capitalist system Living in a van, travelling around and living a more adventurous lifestyle Thru-hikers making great van lifers  Feeling lonely while on the road The community aspect of the trail experience  Finding her way Being in a new phase of transition Moving into a little house in New Mexico Being an author from 2018 - mostly as a full time worker 1st book came out in 2021 - Alone in Wonderland  Trying to write a 2nd memoir, but struggling to write and feeling frustrated Wanting to write a collection of stories about women Putting out a call for pitches/submissions - women's relationships to our bodies, using the trail as a link Wanting to put out 15 stories Receiving over 200 submissions Book: Blood, Sweat Tears The importance of sharing women's stories that haven't been shared Narrowing down the selection of stories  The editing process  Can I work with this writer to get this story where it needs to be? Talking about blood, periods and menstruation  Being in women only spaces  Speaking about periods  Jolly Gear Hiking Dress Anna McNuff Hygiene and menstral cups  Tampons and pads - everything has it's plus and minus  Everybody is different  Taking the pill? Wanting to celebrate our bodies and not be manipulating it Allowing our bodies to go through natural cycles  What's next for Christine  Publishing a memoir with Bethany Adams  FKT  Gardening, art and being more creative  How to connect with Christine online  Final words of advice  Advice for following your creative passions which are outside your comfort zone  Don't get stuck in the ideas of who we are and what we are suppose to be doing   Social Media Instagram: @ruggedoutdoorswoman  Book: Blood Sweat Tears  Blood Sweat Tears is a short story collection from 26 women+ hikers and runners about the experience of being in a female body on trail. This group of intrepid and vulnerable athletes/writers talk periods, boob sweat, and ugly crying. The trail is a place for healing, and can show us what we are made of---but it's always us doing the hard work. Book: Alone in Wonderland  

The Lord, in His great desire to meet us where we are, has provided many ways to receive the healing the healing He has provided for us. Let's look at some!To watch the video of this message, you can watch us on Victory Channel (Dish 265 or DirecTV 366 or Spectrum cable) and you can always watch our broadcasts on demand on our website or our  YouTube Channel!For more information regarding David Weeter Ministries, to send prayer requests, praise reports or to become a Covenant Partner with us to get this uncompromised Word of the Living God out to the world, please visit our website: DavidWeeter.orgSupport the show

Údarás na Gaeltachta, in collaboration with University of Galway, has announced funding for two postgraduate bursaries worth €10,000 each for students enrolling in the University's MA in Planning and Development programme this September. The postgraduate bursary scheme was first launched in 2024 and is designed to support Irish-speaking graduates with an interest in contributing to the sustainable development of Gaeltacht areas. Sustainable development bursary for the Gaeltacht regions Along with valuable work experience with Údarás na Gaeltachta, the bursaries will enable successful applicants to gain insights into the unique planning and development challenges faced by Gaeltacht communities, including those related to economic, social, educational, sociolinguistic and cultural development. Tomás Ó Síocháin, CEO of Údarás na Gaeltachta, said: "We are delighted to support this innovative programme. It equips recipients with comprehensive expertise to address the planning and development challenges that public agencies face when implementing investment and development strategies in Gaeltacht and rural areas. By strengthening capabilities within Local Authorities and planning organisations, we are preparing the next generation of professional planners to champion sustainable development in Gaeltacht regions for years to come." Dr Thérèse Conway, Director of the MA in Planning and Development at University of Galway, said: "Having planners that understand the unique context of minority language areas is central to the future of Gaeltacht regions. These very generous bursaries will fund two Irish speakers, who along with their language abilities, will learn the required planning acumen, through the MA in Planning and Development programme, to engage with these unique areas." Eoin Brett, a 2024 bursary recipient and MA in Planning and Development student, said: "Receiving the Údarás na Gaeltachta bursary gave me direct experience in planning for the future of Gaeltacht communities and a chance to apply what I was learning in the classroom to real projects. The experience gave me a better understanding of how planning decisions affect everyday life in Gaeltacht communities and the unique needs of these areas." The MA in Planning and Development at University of Galway prepares graduates for careers in land use and physical planning, surveying, community and regional development, and sustainable planning practice. This bursary offers a unique chance for Irish-speaking graduates to contribute to the preservation and growth of Gaeltacht communities while advancing their professional qualifications. The deadline for applications is Friday August 15th, 2025. For more information contact Dr Thérèse Conway, Programme Director, at therese.conway@ universityofgalway.ie or visit https://www. universityofgalway.ie/courses/ taught-postgraduate-courses/ planning-and-development.html. See more breaking stories here. More about Irish Tech News Irish Tech News are Ireland's No. 1 Online Tech Publication and often Ireland's No.1 Tech Podcast too. You can find hundreds of fantastic previous episodes and subscribe using whatever platform you like via our Anchor.fm page here: https://anchor.fm/irish-tech-news If you'd like to be featured in an upcoming Podcast email us at Simon@IrishTechNews.ie now to discuss. Irish Tech News have a range of services available to help promote your business. Why not drop us a line at Info@IrishTechNews.ie now to find out more about how we can help you reach our audience. You can also find and follow us on Twitter, LinkedIn, Facebook, Instagram, TikTok and Snapchat.

Connect with God — on Abide, a Christian meditation app that provides a biblically grounded place to experience peace and progress in your relationship with Christ. Use this biblical meditation, narrated by Tyler Boss, to center yourself on the truth in God's word. Who will you listen to? Meditate on Psalm 141:5. Allow the music & nature sounds, deep breathing, prayer, and scripture help you connect with God in a new way. For a 30 day free trial of our premium ad-free content, your trusted friend for meditation is right here: https://abide.com/peace Discover more Christian podcasts at lifeaudio.com and inquire about advertising opportunities at lifeaudio.com/contact-us.

Receiving a New Identity. Part 4 of You Don't Got This (And Why That's Good News)

From the melancholy melodies of post-Soviet Latvia to commanding pride festival stages across New York, Keeana Kee's journey embodies the transformative power of living one's truth. In this deeply personal conversation, the independent pop artist and activist shares how economic hardship shaped her artistry, the dangers she's navigated as a queer woman in male-dominated industries, and why visibility remains her most powerful tool for change.Keeana opens up about the evolution from exotic pop to cinematic ballads, the deliberate choice to make her debut single explicitly queer despite industry pressure, and how her grandmother's wartime songs still echo through her minor-key compositions. Her story is one of resilience, artistic integrity, and the belief that music can literally save lives.Timestamped Takeaways[02:57] Early musical memories: Singing melancholy post-Soviet war songs with grandmother in Latvia shaped Keeana's artistic DNA and preference for minor keys.[04:22] Breaking artistic barriers: Growing up in economic hardship where arts weren't valued as career paths, until London opened new possibilities for creative freedom.[06:01] London awakening: First pride parade and seeing visible queer community provided crucial realisation that she wasn't alone or "sick" for being gay.[08:24] Fashion world confidence: Modelling career built performance confidence but also taught harsh lessons about comparison and fighting for spotlight in competitive industry.[10:42] Music industry dangers: Discusses the reality of being vulnerable as woman in studios, needing protection from sexual abuse and harassment from male producers.[15:23] Sound evolution explained: Natural progression from exotic pop to cinematic style driven by deep connection to world's pain and personal healing journey.[21:34] Deliberately queer debut: Chose to make "Coconut Rum and Coke" explicitly lesbian despite industry warnings it would damage her career prospects.[26:13] Fan connection impact: Receiving messages from fans whose lives were literally saved by her music brings tears and demonstrates music's healing power.[30:20] LGBTQ Emerging Artist Award: Winning prestigious 2023 award recognised her visibility work and artistic contribution to queer community.[32:19] Advice to younger self: Would tell 15-year-old Keeana to never lose her light despite family criticism and always believe in herself.[35:12] Pride month message: Two-minute uninterrupted platform to speak about pride as resistance, staying visible for others, and hope for united world.[36:58] Gateway track recommendation: "TikTok" chosen as perfect introduction because it balances clubby pop with strong message about staying true to yourself.Guest BioKeeana Kee is an independent pop artist and activist whose music bridges vulnerability and strength. From Latvia to London to New York, she's transformed personal struggles into anthems of resilience. Winner of the 2023 LGBTQ Emerging Artist Award, Keeana performs at pride festivals across America whilst maintaining fierce authenticity in an industry that often demands conformity. Her latest work includes the cinematic ballad "Small Fragile Woman" and soul-stirring "Heal Me", showcasing an artist unafraid to tackle personal and global healing through music.Resource ListInstagram: @keeanakeeSpotify: Keeana KeeFacebook:

Join us for the most full Book of Abraham workshop ever conducted. Find out about it at TSAR.website. In this episode Kerry and Brent explore the way the Lord has blessed us and what He expects of us, and how He blesses us to do what He expects if we turn to Him. We are so grateful for all those who support us and make this possible. We are grateful for our executive producers, B. Fisher and K. Bradley, J. Beardall, D. Anderson, and H. Umphlett, and for all our generous and loyal donors. We are also very grateful for all our Patreon members. We are so thankful for Launchpad Consulting Studios for producing the content and for Rich Nicholls, who composed and plays the music for the podcast.

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Listen in as Ivan calls believers out of passive observation and into experiential Christianity. Sharing miraculous testimonies of healing, prophetic words, and personal stories, he invites listeners to step into the river of God's presence, where healing, purpose, and transformation are available now, not just later. Get ready to shift from passive Christianity to an empowered, purposeful faith! Check out the video here Thank you for tuning in to the Empowered Living Podcast. Here are some different ways to connect with us- https://empoweredlifechurch.org https://www.facebook.com/ELCtalent https://www.instagram.com/elctalent/

Jesus teaches the disciples on what it means to be the greatest of all time, the importance of striving for greatness in our spiritual lives, about the importance of humility, service, and the true greatness. Sermon Notes Mark 9:30 – 32 Jesus goes to Galilee and continues to teach disciples about His death and resurrection, but they don't understand Mark 9:33 & 34 Jesus asks what the disciples are discussing, but they remain silent. But Jesus knows what they are discussing by His next teaching Mark 9:35 - 37 To be first you must be last and a servant of all. Receiving an insignificant person is receiving Jesus Mark 9:38 – 42 John said that they tried to stop a person not with them from casting out a demon. Jesus replies of you are not against Him you are for Him Mark 9:43 – 49 The priority of the Kingdom of God over all else Mark 9:50 Be who you are suppose to be in Christ and be at peace with each other

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This is the episode I wish someone had given me years ago  and the one I trust will reach you at the exact right moment.Because what I'm sharing with you today?It's what has completely transformed my capacity to actually CREATE the reality and manifest every single huge goal I've ever set. “You don't need to do more. You need to embody the capacity to receive more.”If you've ever felt like you're doing all the right things in your life and business.. the mindset work, hired the mentors, followed the strategy  and still felt like your desires are just out of reach...This is the episode that names why and helps you step into your power to change that for good.

We recommend listening to the teaching, Repentance (It's more than just saying sorry) | Part 8, before listening to this episode.Afterburn: also known in the fitness world as the “afterburn effect.” Simply put, the more intense the exercise, the more oxygen your body consumes afterward. This effect could occur spiritually after Rabbi Berkson's intense teachings each week. This Afterburn Q&A session allows your mind and soul to consume more understanding (oxygen).Some of the topics covered are:• Intro• What did the magician see that made him want to buy in?• I popped my cork! • My wife and I have never been closer• My parents never apologized for anything!• Unchecked bitterness will expand• Possessed by an emotion?• Looking for clarity? • Addressing my struggles to connect with the community • They laid hands on them…? • Bitterness connection to idolatry? (Deut 29:16-20)• I made it about me • Am I not surrendering everything?• Is being filled with the Holy Spirit practicing Torah observance?• What's your motive? • I told you so - not a good reaction?• Receiving the Holy SpiritSubscribe to take advantage of new content every week.To learn more about MTOI, visit our website, https://mtoi.org.https://www.facebook.com/mtoiworldwide https://www.instagram.com/mtoi_worldwidehttps://www.tiktok.com/@mtoi_worldwide You can contact MTOI by emailing us at admin@mtoi.org or calling 423-250-3020. Join us for Shabbat Services and Torah Study LIVE, streamed on our website, mtoi.org, YouTube, and Rumble every Saturday at 1:15 p.m. and every Friday for Torah Study Live Stream at 7:30 p.m. Eastern time.

In this episode, Jamie shares her perspective on what it really means to build a business that honors your energy, your body, and your future. If you've ever struggled to fully receive (whether it's a compliment, abundance, or ease) this conversation is your permission slip. Jamie breaks down how we can step into overflow without the grind, honoring the feminine principle of receiving, and releasing the old narratives around “hard work” being the only path to success.✨ What You'll Learn in This Episode:- How to embrace abundance without overworking- The difference between masculine business structure and feminine receiving- Jamie's practical exercises for expanding your receiving- Why receiving is an energetic practice, not just a business strategy- How to identify where you're blocking yourself from overflow- Jamie's personal journey with building a business that honors life, motherhood, and sustainability

Receiving praise can feel good. But it can also feel uncomfortable. Should you say something nice back? Brush it off? Make a self-deprecating comment? Many of us were never taught how to accept compliments, but there's science to back up the benefits of receiving and giving kudos.Learn more about sponsor message choices: podcastchoices.com/adchoicesNPR Privacy Policy

Today we're going to chat about 11 powerful mindset shifts to help you step into receiving mode. From aligning your energy with what you want to letting go of resistance, these distinctions will help you recognize where you're blocking abundance and shift into the flow. Tune in for practical tools to get into receiving mode and manifest with ease. For all things Law of Attraction, visit Jennifer365.com.   Need more LoA goodness? Get my Vibe Notes for high-vibe tips between episodes.   I offer schedule-as-you-want coaching. Coaching with me is a great way to raise your vibration. If you're craving more clarity on manifesting, I've created a YouTube channel just for that. Want to support the podcast?  Buy me a coffee.  ☕️ Looking for a Love Your Life episode about a particular topic?  Check out the LYL Index.      

The Catechism goes over the prerequisites to receiving Jesus in the Eucharist, as well as how often the faithful can and should receive him. Fr. Mike ensures that we understand the gravity of our obligation to go to the sacrament of Reconciliation before receiving Communion. As St. Paul said, “Whoever, therefore, eats the bread or drinks the cup of the Lord in an unworthy manner will be guilty of profaning the body and blood of the Lord.” Today's readings are Catechism paragraphs 1384-1390. This episode has been found to be in conformity with the Catechism by the Institute on the Catechism, under the Subcommittee on the Catechism, USCCB. For the complete reading plan, visit ascensionpress.com/ciy Please note: The Catechism of the Catholic Church contains adult themes that may not be suitable for children - parental discretion is advised.