Podcasts about sifting

Tuesday PM - 04.15.2025 - "The Sifting is Necessary" Bro. Albritton by GBFPC

How have you sorted negativity out of your life?Text me at 972-426-2640 so we can stay connected!Support me on Patreon!Twitter:  @elliottspeaksInstagram: @elliottspeaks  Text me at 972-426-2640 so we can stay connected!Support me on Patreon!Twitter: @elliottspeaksInstagram: @elliottspeaks

Sifting, Sleeping for Sorrow

There are a number of news stories dominating the 24/7 news cycle of late. Many are rather compelling, some concerning, and others blown out of proportion. Bob sifts through a few of the stories you've no doubt heard, and some the media has willfully ignored. Bob digs in to share. Also on the program, Bod's concern about the future of shortwave broadcasting. Now, do you believe in this ministry? If you do, you can keep us on the air as a radio program and podcast by visiting our website, https://truth2ponder.com/support. You can also mail a check payable to Ancient Word Radio, P.O. Box 510, Chilhowie, VA 24319. Thank you in advance for your faithfulness to this ministry. To support this radio program and podcast please visit https://truth2ponder.com/support.

In this message, Pastor Caleb discusses the difference between the sifting of Satan through his desire to have God's people and the trial or testing of a Christian's faith.  Both will take place within a Christian's life, but it is important to know which one is taking place so the Christian can handle the situation appropriately.  Send us a textSupport the showFor more information for our church visit AGCSparta.org.

In this message, Pastor Caleb discusses the difference between the sifting of Satan through his desire to have God's people and the trial or testing of a Christian's faith.  Both will take place within a Christian's life, but it is important to know which one is taking place so the Christian can handle the situation appropriately.  Send us a textSupport the showFor more information for our church visit AGCSparta.org.

Pastor Delbert Denny preaches a message called "Thank God for the Sifting" from Luke 22:31-34.—Parkview Church exists to glorify God through the whole church forming whole disciples for the good of all people.Website: www.parkviewchurch.orgInstagram/Facebook: @parkviewchurchic

Today we talk with Dr Joe Bartges, a Veterinary nutritionist, about some of the things that have been in the news recently about feline nutrition and which of the information is good and which is bad. He also shares some techniques for getting cats to be less finicky. This is an informative and valuable episode. Check it out. EPISODE NOTES: Nutrition for Cats: Sifting Thru the Headlines

In this homily given on March 16, 2025 Fr Mathias breaks down St Peter's warning to the Christians in Philippi and applies it to us today.  After all, who we allow to influence us through media or in person matters a lot. Father Mathias offers three criteria for discerning the bad influencers in our lives.  This helps us to have the clarity of mind and heart to pursue heaven and helps us to be better to fulfill our mission to be "influencers" to the world around us. 

Radio TRO is brought to you in part by:Twisted Road - Motorcycle Rental in the USAVisit Twisted.TRO.bike to get a FREE riding day!Brian and Robin look at what it takes to rediscover riding skills after you've been away from the bike for a bit. When re-entry riders return, it's crucial to reevaluate the dusty gear of yesteryear. Joanne enlightens us on how clinging to old helmets and boots from 2005 might prove risky.Banter diverts to tire talk, with mention of Michelin rebates and cost-effective rubber. Warmer weather is coaxing us back onto two wheels, so it's time to ditch worn-out tires for ... traction. Sifting through tire choices, we've updated the road rubba rankings page.Jordan gets into more detail about hazards along the George Wyman route before Brian explores rental options for TRO's Truth/Consequences tour. From Stelvio or Africa Twin to Triumphs and Beemers, it's all about finding what suits your riding style. With a bit of laughter in the mix, any motorcyclist can merge back onto the open road with confidence.Episode Page: https://tro.bike/podcast/2025e06/Music by Rabid Neon and Otis McDonald

A Lenten devotion by Pastor Jon Bilitz from Wisconsin Lutheran Chapel.

Sifting through the overwhelming amount of books, news articles, social media influencers, pop-up speaker events, and retreats for menopause is overwhelming, confusing, and expensive. How should midlife women navigate menopause feeling lost, alone, and confused by conflicting information that is supposed to make us healthier, stronger, and more resilient?There's a lot of trial and error and good money spent on products, providers, treatments, and at-home devices that don't live up to their promises. Today, you will walk away with golden nuggets of evidence-based and practical strategies to help you navigate midlife and beyond. This episode covers how to know if the information that you are hearing or reading is evidence-based, why research on women in menopause is complicated to decipher, the nuances of weight resistance training versus cardio exercise, what's most important for midlife women nutritionally, and how to properly eat around your workouts. We also cover how to read protein powder labels and what to look for in amino acids, why creatine is a game-changer for women beyond muscle health, and how to strategize getting restorative sleep. Dr. Rachele Pojednic is an international authority on nutrition, supplementation, and physical activity interventions for muscle physiology, performance, and recovery. She received her PhD from Tufts University Friedman School of Nutrition Science and Policy and completed her postdoctoral training at Harvard Medical School at the Joslin Diabetes Center and Spaulding Rehabilitation Hospital. She has a faculty appointment at Stanford University and holds research appointments at the Institute of Lifestyle Medicine at Harvard Medical School and Edith Cowan University's Nutrition and Health Innovation Research Institute. She has received NIH research funding from the National Heart Lung and Blood Institute (NHLBI) and the Vermont Biomedical Research Network (VBRN), an NIH IDeA Network of Biomedical Research Excellence (INBRE) program. She currently serves on the Board of Governors for the American College of Sports Medicine (ACSM) Exercise Is Medicine® initiative. Dr. Pojednic has been an active fitness professional for over 20 years as a nutrition educator and coach for Olympic, Division I sports, and tactical athletes. She has a passion for science communication and is regularly featured in outlets such as NPR, Sirius Doctor Radio, Time, the Wall Street Journal, STAT News, Popular Science, Self, Shape, Women's Health, Forbes, and Runners World.Medical Disclaimer:By listening to this podcast, you agree not to use this podcast as medical advice or to make any lifestyle changes to treat any medical condition in yourself or others. Consult your physician for any medical issues that you may be having. This entire disclaimer also applies to any of the guests on my podcast.Connect with Rachele:Website: https://www.rachelepojednic.com/IG: @rachelepojednic2004 YouTube: @RachelePojednic_PhDCourses: https://strongprocess.com/Stay connected with JFW:Watch on my YouTube channel: https://www.youtube.com/@jillfooswellness/videosFollow me on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/jillfooswellness/Follow me on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/jillfooswellnessGrab discounts on my favorite biohacking products: https://www.jillfooswellness.com/health-productsEnjoy 20% savings and free shipping at Fullscript for your favorite supplements by leading brands:https://us.fullscript.com/welcome/jillfooswellnessSubscribe to the JFW newsletter at www.jillfooswellness.com and receive your FREE Guide on How To Increase Your Protein in 5 Easy Steps and your free Protein Powder Recipe Ebook. Schedule your complimentary 30-minute Zoom consultation here:https://calendly.com/jillfooswellness/30-minute-zoom-consultations

We focus on Jesus' words to Peter and the other disciples, “Satan has asked to sift you all as wheat.”

Seth and Sean sift through the hottest rumors and gossip coming from Matthew Berry at the NFL Combine.

Tap here to send us a message!Every believer will face a season of sifting—a process that will either refine them or drive them away from the church. How they respond determines the outcome. Whether the sifting comes from God, the world, or the enemy, it can ultimately strengthen our faith and make us better Christians if we respond the right way.03/02/2025 - Sunday Afternoon Scriptures:Matthew 3:7-12Luke 22:31-32Matthew 3:11-12Matthew 7:24-27II Timothy 2:3

On Thursday's show: Sifting through a brutal UC loss in Morgantown, lessons the Bengals have hopefully learned, and USA v. Canada pucks!Plus...Tommy Thrall from Goodyear on the Reds, Chad Brendel on the Bearcats, NKY Bracket Guy on the NCAA Tournament bubble, and Lori Lindsey from Apple TV on FC Cincinnati.Podcasts of The Mo Egger Radio Show are a service of Longnecks Sports Grill.Listen to the show live weekday afternoons 3:00 - 6:00 on ESPN1530. Listen Live: ESPN1530.com/listenGet more: https://linktr.ee/MoEggerFollow on X: @MoEggerInstagram too: @MoEgger

On Thursday's show: Sifting through a brutal UC loss in Morgantown, lessons the Bengals have hopefully learned, and USA v. Canada pucks!Plus...Tommy Thrall from Goodyear on the Reds, Chad Brendel on the Bearcats, NKY Bracket Guy on the NCAA Tournament bubble, and Lori Lindsey from Apple TV on FC Cincinnati.Podcasts of The Mo Egger Radio Show are a service of Longnecks Sports Grill.Listen to the show live weekday afternoons 3:00 - 6:00 on ESPN1530. Listen Live: ESPN1530.com/listenGet more: https://linktr.ee/MoEggerFollow on X: @MoEggerInstagram too: @MoEgger

Today, on Karl and Crew, we continued our conversation on mindset as we discussed how influential our thoughts are and the importance of keeping our thoughts aligned with God. Our minds are a free space for thoughts to roam, and if we aren’t careful about the thoughts we keep, it can lead to different forms of spiritual struggle such as temptation. We turned to 2 Corinthians 10:3-6 where Paul tells us to sift through those thoughts and take captive and cast out those thoughts that aren’t obedient to God. Our special guest, Dr. Brad Baurain, joined in on the conversation and provided some insight on ways to seek the Lord so we can resist temptation. Dr. Baurain is a professor and Program Head of Teaching English to Speakers of Other Languages (TESOL) at Moody Bible Institute and the author of the book, “On Waiting Well.” We also announced Karl Clauson’s free book signing event next month for his book, “Killing Sin: Conquer The One Thing That Is Defeating You.” You can hear the highlights of today’s program on Karl and Crew Showcast. Donate to Moody Radio: http://moodyradio.org/donateto/morningshowSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Navigating Life's Storms: Understanding the Difference Between Drifting and SiftingEver feel like life's challenges are either pulling you away or refining you? This week on the Bucky Kennedy Podcast, we dive deep into the powerful concepts of drifting and sifting, exploring the crucial differences between these spiritual experiences. Join us as we unpack scripture, examining how God uses both passive faith and intentional testing to shape us. We discuss Peter's denial, Job's unwavering faith, and how we can discern between the consequences of our choices and the refining work of God. Discover practical tools for navigating life's storms, cultivating a heart posture focused on pleasing God, and recognizing the urgency of the moments we face. Learn how to keep your eyes fixed on Jesus, even amidst the sifting, and find hope in the knowledge that He has a purpose in every trial.

In December, Let the Stones Speak co-host Christopher Eames interviewed Zachi Dvira. In this first installment of the interview, Dvira discusses the history of the project, as well as some details about where the project stands today.

Weekly Sermon, Jan. 26th, 2025Luke 22:31-34 (ESV)

For Topic Tuesday, the guys expound on a social media question recreate their current garage or build a dream garage with cars from their year of birth, got their license, started EDD and purchased HOD! Then, they debate the 95% car for Kevin in Texas, who needs a great long-termer. Social media questions ask if FOMO leads to really poor car purchase decisions, what's the most fun part of EDD + HOD jobs, and should you still abide by road rules in bad weather? Please rate + review us on iTunes, and subscribe to our two YouTube channels. Write us with your Car Debates, Car Conclusions, and Topic Tuesdays at everydaydrivertv@gmail.com or everydaydriver.com. Don't forget to share the podcast with your car enthusiast friends! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

A Study of Luke 22:31-32 on the failure of Peter under a testing from Satan

A Study of Luke 22:31-32 on the failure of Peter under a testing from Satan

A Study of Luke 22:31-32 on the failure of Peter under a testing from Satan

In this episode of The Crosswalk Devotional, we reflect on the incredible grace and power of the Lord who saves. Amidst the busyness of life, it’s easy to lose sight of the awe and wonder that comes from our salvation. We’ll discuss how to cultivate a heart of gratitude, the importance of remembering God’s faithfulness, and practical ways to keep our focus on His transformative love. Join us as we explore how staying in awe of our Savior can deepen our faith and inspire us to share His love with others. Join the Conversation: We want to hear from you! What keeps you in awe of God’s saving grace? Share your thoughts and stories with us on social media @LifeaudioNetwork or via email. How do you cultivate a sense of wonder in your faith journey? Let’s encourage one another to remain grounded in the beauty of His salvation!

‘Tis the season for giving. By TheSleepingKing. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. 7:16 am The door from the bathroom swung open, spilling steam into the dim blue rays of light sneaking in through the blinds. Wrapped in a towel, Shauna strode into her dorm room, feet sinking into the carpet as she padded across the floor. Pausing at the window she pulled the cord to raise the blinds, bathing the room in the soft glow of an overcast Michigan dawn. A dusting of snow covered the glazing. About an inch drifted on the ledge outside. Beyond and several stories down a lone figure rounded onto the back straight of the athletic track. Shauna leaned in, her breath fogging the glass. She poked two dots and underlined them with a curve. Smiled at the new face smiling back at her. It was a beautiful Christmas Eve morning.She unhooked the towel and tossed it over the back of the chair parked under the desk. The cool air plucked at her nipples and sapped the heat from her skin. She skimmed her hands around the bulge of her breasts, across her taut tummy and the arc of her ass. Appraising her profile in the mirror she nodded. Spin class and yoga really paid off this year. From the top drawer of the dresser, she picked out white lace panties and drew them up over toned, creamy thighs. She paired them with red and white argyle knee socks and a soft strapless bra. Sifting through the hangers in the closet she settled on a flirty red A-line dress with wide shoulder straps and a length about mid-thigh. Not practical for the weather. But perfect for the mission. 7:32 am She capped the outfit with a fuzzy Santa hat and white-soled black Keds before returning to the mirror. She turned side to side and took a twirl, the dress flaring out before settling over her legs. Certainly the sexiest elf she'd ever seen. She glanced over at the clock on the nightstand. She would need to get going soon to make her deliveries. The schedule was tight. On any other Christmas Eve she'd still be asleep; tucked in tight and dead to the world in a quiet corner of her parents' six-bedroom McMansion in Traverse City. She'd get up around 10:00, meet her brother for lunch, then spend the afternoon serving food at a shelter across town before heading home for the traditional Christmas Eve dinner with her family. This year, dinner had been moved up to lunch – something about grandma and grandpa's flights. So volunteering was out. She was fine with it at first. But as the season ramped up and the holiday spirit infected her, she felt the need to replace it with something. Some way to give back. To spread a little cheer to those less fortunate this time of year. As 3rd floor RA for the co-ed dorm, she was privy to certain information. The administration realized not every student could make it home for the holidays. So the school remained open in a limited capacity, depending on the holiday and how many students remained behind. This year on her floor there were three. And since they were stuck there maybe she could celebrate with them before she left. She snatched a small white drawstring bag off her bed and slung it over her shoulder, the contents momentarily rustling about inside. Taking her key card from the dresser she slipped it into her bra and reached for the door. She paused, re-thinking, the lever rocking under her palm. Quickly, she picked it out and tucked it neatly into the back of a sock instead, before ducking out into the hall. 7:40 am Shauna stopped at Room 303. She gave her usual rata-tat-tat RA knock and shrugged the bag off her shoulder, holding the strap in the crook of her elbow. The corridor was weirdly quiet. No music or raucous conversation bleeding through the walls. She couldn't imagine having to spend the next week here under these conditions. A latch clicked in front of her, and the door creaked open. “Hey Ty,” she chirped, “Merry Christmas!” Ty seemed surprised by the greeting, then confused by her presence. He smiled. “Um…thanks. Merry Christmas to you too.” His eyes dipped – first to her cleavage, then to her legs – before rebounding to hers. He now seemed nervous too. “Can I come in for a minute?” “Uh…yeah, sure.” Shoving his hands into the pockets of his sweats he stepped aside. She glided past, her blonde curls swishing about her shoulders. Ty gently shut the door behind her. Shauna glanced around the suite. Open textbooks were strewn across the couch. Graph paper filled with notes littered the desk. The three computer monitors that typically flickered video games, now hosted row upon row of complex equations she didn't understand. Ambient techno pulsed softly through a pair of small speakers, and the room smelled faintly of Axe body spray. “I'm sorry,” he offered, “I wasn't expecting anyone today.” He was a freshman, so she'd only known him one semester. But he seemed like a good kid. Sure, he was disheveled, nerdy, and a little immature. But he was charming and considerate, and very bright – dedicated to keeping his name on the Dean's List. Didn't hurt that he was cute either. “That's okay,” she replied. “Santa knows it sucks having to be here over the holidays, so he got you a present.” She lowered the bag and reached inside, pulling out a deep green envelope with a silver star sticker sealing it shut. “Nothing big, just something to give you a break from…” she waved her arm toward the paper and monitors, “…this.” Cautiously he took the envelope, turning it over to find his name written neatly on the front. “Oh,” he said, “…thanks. That's…really nice.” A moment of awkward silence followed. “Go ahead,” Shauna prompted, “open it.” Ty shrugged. He peeled up the star and lifted the flap, extricating a Christmas card with a red-nosed Rudolph gracing the cover. He smiled as he opened it, eyes tracking back and forth across the page. Wedged in the crease was a white 3 by 5 note card. Flipping it right-side-up he discovered a sketch in black marker in the center. He froze, the smile fading, jaw dropped. He looked up at Shauna. Then back at the card. “Wait…,” he stammered, “is this…. Are you…. Is this for real?” Shauna raised her eyebrows and shrugged. “Santa likes to make sure no one on the nice list gets left out.” Her gaze fell to his groin, dialing in on the growing bulge. There was the response she was hoping for. She hung the bag over the doorknob. Closing the distance between them she reached out and pinched the card in her fingers. “Why don't you get comfortable.” She set it on a textbook and slouched against the desk, waiting. Ty looked left, then right, unsure of what to do. Finally, he stepped back and eased himself down to the edge of his bed. Shauna placed her hands on his thighs, pushing them apart before kneeling between them. The tented fleece covering his crotch pointed directly at her. She smiled. Looked up. “You've done this before, right?” He paused a moment, then nodded vigorously. She wasn't convinced. But it didn't really matter. It might even help keep her on schedule. She gave him a shove, forcing him to recline and brace with his arms. Grabbing his sweats by the pockets she jerked at them until they pooled around his ankles. His cock sprang out, slapping his abdomen before swaying back to vertical. She wrapped it in her fingers, the whole head protruding from her fist. He puffed and shivered under her touch. Leaning forward she lowered her head. His body tensed. She raised her eyes to find his narrowed, his mouth rounded and dry. “Relax,” she cooed, “just enjoy it,” and slipped his dick between her lips. A breath rattled his chest. She felt the blanket cinch beneath them as his fingers gripped and pulled. First she teased the glans, undulating her tongue beneath, then around and over the top. His hips shot up to meet her mouth. She lightened her hold, welcoming him in deeper. She bobbed her head to the rhythm of the music – down on one and three, up on two and four. His cock was rock hard, curving into the roof of her mouth with each descent. He sighed, and groaned, and grunted; the tone and timbre of each growing more urgent with each passing minute. Shauna's free hand dove under her dress and between her legs, fingers plucking aside the damp lace and strumming the slick, smooth lips of her pussy. Her partners were usually more experienced. More restrained. It had been some time since one had responded with such virginal enthusiasm. And she found it to be quite the turn-on. She held her neck as steady as she could, relinquishing control of tempo and depth. Ty trembled, huffing air through gritted teeth. Shauna peeked to find his eyes closed, neck strained, deep blue veins pulsing through. Sensing the moment, her fingers left the base of his dick and curled around his balls. She tightened her lips to a gentle squeeze. Ty stalled. A guttural growl forced its way into the air. His eyes popped open wide and fixed on Shauna's. With a batting of lashes, she pushed down on his throbbing cock until the tip of her nose bumped his abdomen. A heartbeat later, torrents of warm, viscid cum spewed into her mouth. The jets struck the back of her palate, sloshing over her tonsils and sliding down her throat. She swallowed hard but couldn't keep up. Each burst seemed richer than the last, filling her cheeks and leaking from the corners of her mouth. Her own juices deluged her fingers in response; the squelching filling the gaps between Ty's staggered gasps. A dozen spurts later his orgasm subsided. Shauna held his cock a little longer, savoring its texture on her lips and the mild, distinct flavor of his seed. She moved with him as his hips sagged back to the mattress, sinking him deeper to the root of his erection. After one final gulp she sucked in her cheeks and lifted her head, teasing the remaining fluids from the head of his dick. He gawked at her, speechless. She pulled her fingers from her pussy and held them up in front of her. They gleamed in the light, strands of grool clinging to her knuckles as she separated them. Fixing on him she sucked each finger into her mouth, swabbing them clean before licking her lips. Ty's eyes rolled back in his head and he collapsed flat on the bed. Shauna giggled. Pushing off she rocked to her feet. She looked at him spread over the rumpled blanket, his penis twitching on his tummy. She nodded, pleased with herself. Sweeping her hair out of her face she took the gift sack from the doorknob and the note card from the desk, slipping the latter into the former. “Did you enjoy your present?” she asked, slinging the bag over her shoulder. Ty groaned a sigh, his satisfaction evident. A smile lit Shauna's lips. “Good,” she said, “that's great.” She made her way back to the door. “You know, Santa can't offer gifts like this to everyone, so…let's keep this between us, okay?” An arm raised and a hand approximated a wave before tumbling limp to the mattress. She took it as a yes. Catching her reflection in the window she adjusted her hat. “Merry Christmas Ty,” she said softly, before disappearing into the corridor. 8:05 am Snowflakes drifted past the tall narrow windows of the student lounge separating the north and south wings of the third floor. Curled up at the far end of the couch opposite the ping pong table, Shauna twisted the cap off a bottle of diet soda and took a sip. Pulling her phone from the bag she checked the time. Javon would arrive in fifteen minutes. Plenty of time to finish her drink. She stretched out across the cushions and downed another swig. This one excited her more than the others. She and Javon were casually acquainted. Though both juniors they rarely shared classes. But they saw each other often around campus; playing pool in the lounge, grabbing coffee at Starks, or stocking up on dollar tacos Tuesday nights at Frankie's. And always, always flirting. Nothing ever came of it, unfortunately. He was putting himself through school and the scholarships just weren't enough. So he needed to work a lot. Every chance he got he'd bank some overtime or pick up an extra shift. That didn't leave much time for anything else. But today was Christmas Eve. The print shop would be closed tomorrow, so he couldn't go in tonight. Which she hoped would free up just enough time for what she had in store. A door closed in the distance, followed by footsteps in the hallway behind her. She checked her phone. He was early. She chugged another mouthful of soda, then quietly stuffed everything into the bag. The footsteps halted. A latch turned and a door opened, then closed. She counted to thirty, then slid off the couch and left the lounge, rounding the corner toward 317. 8:08 am Shauna waited, impatiently, shifting her weight from foot to foot. Still no response. She knocked again, harder this time. Shuffling noises, then heavy footfalls. The door swung open on a scowling Javon, his uniform shirt crumpled in his fist, muscles chiseled and taut. She smiled up at him, head cocked to the side. He looked her over, his mood softening as he recognized who she was. “Hey,” he said, eyebrows furrowed. “What are you still doing here?” She shrugged, ignoring the twinge in her pussy. “Waiting to see you. Can I come in?” Javon retreated inside, tossing his shirt on the bed and perching on the edge of his dresser. Shauna followed, taking quick stock of the room. Clean and sparse. Suitable for someone who spent very little time there. She turned her attention to him. Tall and dark, with bold, crisp features. His hands splotched with cyan and yellow ink from the press. “Is um…is this a bad time?” “Nah,” he said, shaking his head. “I was just going to take a shower, then go down for a nap.” He waved a hand in her direction. “Soooo, who are you supposed to be?” “I'm a Christmas elf,” she replied. “Santa's Helper.” Javon's eyes widened. “Oh. You're a lot taller than I would have expected of an elf.” “Well, we're not all size challenged artisans baking cookies in the off-season you know. Some of us are taller, and educated, and…really cute.” He laughed, his pecs jumping. “That's fair. Please forgive my ignorance of the elf community. I don't know any – aside from you.” She shrugged the bag off her shoulder and reached inside, crossing the carpet between them. “Listen, she began, “Santa knows how hard you work to be here, and how much that keeps you from having a life. So, he got you a little gift. It won't make up for having to be here over the holidays, but it might help take the edge off?” She pulled out a red envelope and handed it to him. He stared at it, his face cycling through several emotions, settling on confused. “Thanks,” he said, “that's…really sweet. I'm sorry I didn't get you anything.” Shauna smiled to herself, setting the bag on the floor. “Open it.” She wandered past him to the window. Raising the blinds she took a quick peek outside before turning and sliding up onto his desk, swinging her feet freely beneath. Javon zipped a finger under the flap and extracted the card; a red-nosed Rudolph printed on the cover. As he shook it open a white note card fluttered out. He snatched it out of the air and held it up. A sketch in black marker graced the white space. Shauna watched over his shoulder as he stared at the figures suggested by the swooping lines. He fanned the card, then turned and eased off his seat. He walked over to her, holding it up, the image upside down. His mouth curled in one corner. “This is uhhh…you and me?” She squinted at the picture. “Well…right-side up and all, but…sure.” She took it from him and snapped it on the desk. Her arms extended, fingers wedging themselves between the waist of his jeans and the warm, smooth skin of his abdomen. She reeled him in between her legs, squeezing them in hers. “Come on,” she said, thumbs separating the button and peeling the zipper. “Take a break.” Javon reached out, tracing the curl of her ear with his finger. Tilting his head, he leaned in for a kiss. Shauna planted a hand in the center of his chest, stopping his lips a hair's breadth from hers. His heartbeat pulsed through her arm and gut, thumping through her clit like a kick drum. She tapped a finger on the card beside her. He glanced down. Then back at her. She smiled. Pushed him away. She hopped off the desk, lowering her eyes to the height of his fly. Waiting. Javon nodded. In a single swoop he shoved his jeans to the floor and stepped out. The outline of his cock bulged the breathable fabric of his boxer briefs, curving down his right leg. A squeak left Shauna's throat. She reached inside and fished it out, needing both hands to hoist the shaft. It hardened in her grip, rising, reaching for its target. She pulled a few long strokes, its heat warming her hands. She had imagined what he might be hiding. But none of those dreams fell short of reality. Reluctantly she let go. Eyes fixed on her prize she slowly turned round, bending over the desk. She shuffled her feet a shoulder's width apart and casually wiggled her ass. Javon stepped up, his demeanor all business. Stroking his meat with one hand he grabbed the hem of her dress in the other and flipped it up over her butt. Her firm white cheeks glowed in the morning light. He took the waistband of her panties and rolled them down her hips and thighs, abandoning them around her calves and exposing her labia to the chill of the room. She was sopping wet. He swiped his penis along her slit, greasing it with her cream. Current bolted up her spine, raising the hairs on the back of her neck. She threw her ass toward him, anxious to be filled. But he took his time, lubing every inch to a slippery shine. Finally satisfied, he set a palm in the small of her back and wedged the tip of his cock between her folds. Slow and steady, he sank into her vagina. Shauna gasped, eyes round. Her knees buckled, fingertips clawing at the laminate as her canal expanded to accommodate the intruder. It was thicker than any dick or dildo she remembered. And she was suddenly grateful he'd been so careful to slicken up. He took shallow, steady thrusts, loosening her vice a touch each time. Short, silent breaths gave way to grunts and groans. She tried to restrain herself in case anyone still left was walking the halls. But it was a losing battle. The pressure coiling inside would soon be too much to contain. Javon curled over her. Reaching into her dress he freed her breasts from their padded sling and cupped one in each hand. He pinched her nipples between strong fingers, yoking her tits to her clit with little bolts of lightning. The heat of the moment telegraphed through her skin, flushing her ears, cheeks, and chest a robust, rosy pink. He pushed on, diving deeper into her velvet pouch. Her arms burning, Shauna lowered her elbows and forehead to the desk. Her hair shrouded her periphery, leaving the only clear view that of her lover's balls swaying back and forth between her thighs. A delightful fog rolled over her brain, occluding everything outside the aura of their bodies. “Do you want it all,” Javon whispered, his voice piercing the veil. Shauna turned her head, mouth agape. “That's not all of it?” A baritone chuckle rumbled from his chest. He straightened up, releasing her boobs for a firm hold of her waist. He eased down the throttle, slowing his rhythm. Measuring the distance. She caught his eyes for a moment, glimpsing the same lechery she felt coursing through her veins. He smiled at her. Then hilted his cock in her pussy. “Uhhh gawd.” A wave of pleasure rippled out from her core, breaking over her entire body. She couldn't gauge how big he was, but he was now twice as deep as he had been seconds ago. He gave her a moment and a few shallow dips before ramping up the pace; drawing his dick out to the barb each time before plunging back in. Shauna's ass rippled, limbs shuddering under each impact. She stretched her arms to brace herself. But her hands squeaked against the desk each time he crashed into her, jolting her forward. She began to lose control. Her pelvic muscles clenched; labia stretching around his shaft. He growled his approval. A stern smack stung her left buttock, forcing a squeal from her larynx and a shock to her sex. Another followed, echoing off the walls into her ears. Her strength failed, drooping her back and turning her legs to jelly. Javon grabbed hold of one and lifted it, bending the knee and setting it securely on the desktop. He continued to hammer away. The cords binding her orgasm began to fray. She imagined his view from behind; her sodden pink snatch vulgarly splayed for the massive dark rod plowing her gut. Words escaped her, leaving only screams and moans to communicate her desire. 8:42 am Shauna's head was swimming, her brain just mush. But she held on, wanting this ecstasy to last forever. Her hat flew off her head, landing silently on the windowsill. Long fingers raked through her hair. They gathered her curls into his fist and pulled. Her head snapped back, jaw dropped, eyelids fluttering. The cords snapped and the coil exploded. She bore down on his dick, silent and stiff, her body racked with orgasm. Her toes dug into the carpet, her raised foot flopping about over the edge of the desk. She slapped the top with her hands, translating her contractions into a frantic rhythm beat out for Javon to hear. Her juices flowed freely, seeping out past his cock and dribbling down her thighs. And through all this, he continued to fuck her. Shauna's orgasm continued in suspended animation, tweaking her muscles and prickling her skin. As snug as he fit there was now no friction. He glided in and out like a piston in a well-oiled machine. He pumped harder, faster, working to create resistance. But her pussy was a flooded mess and that wasn't going to change. He whispered something toward her ear. A question? She couldn't decipher the words. But it didn't matter. As long as he kept filling her, perpetuating this feeling, he could do whatever he wanted. She nodded as best she could. The pounding slowed and the hand holding her waist released. The slapping of skin ceased, and his penis slipped out of her vagina. The emptiness was deflating, like the air had been sucked from her lungs. She turned to look but he stopped her, pushing her head back down to the desk. She opened her mouth to demand he continue and that's when she felt it. The pressure on the dip of her anus. Her insides knotted up. Everything clenched, then released. Her rosebud relaxed, and Javon's cock surged up her ass. She held her breath, expecting pain. But there was none. Only an indescribable fullness she had never experienced before. Each time he retracted her stomach dropped. Each plunge threatened to split her at the seams. Orgasm ripped through her again, rattling her bones and sweating from every pore. The room closed in, swaddling her in a thick black heat. She screamed but heard nothing. Felt only his cock. His fingers curled over her shoulders and around her neck. He pushed and pulled her with new urgency, opposing the swing of his hips. He'd found the resistance he was seeking, and it drove him on toward ferocious climax. In her stupor, Shauna somehow regained control of her limbs. She twisted an arm behind her back and flailed at his. When he looked down, wanton lust blazing in his eyes, she willed words from her lips. “Cum in me,” she cried, breathless, desperate for his load. “Cum in my ass.” He glared at her, neck craned, jaw set. He shifted his weight, pinning her tits to the desk and raising her butt. He tried to hold out a bit longer. But she was too tight and he was too far gone. Nodding his head Javon closed his eyes and buried his throbbing cock balls deep, erupting hot semen deep in her bowels. He roared in release, his balls smashed against her pussy, rocking into the curve of her ass. The pressure lifted her foot from the floor, grinding her hip into the edge of the desktop. But she didn't care. His cum splattered inside her, capping her climax with a warm, gooey buzz. Her buttocks quaked with each spasm. She had his cock. All of it. In the moment, that was everything. 9:04 am Gradually the pumping slowed. The pressure on her back eased and the room drifted back into focus. She glimpsed herself in a mirror near the window; hair disheveled, bare breasts smushed beneath the cockled red fabric; a trembling leg coiled on the desk, panties dangling casually from her ankle. “You are so fuckin' hot,” said the voice in her ear. She cooed, not yet able to formulate words. He rested in her a moment longer, sharing her warmth. When they'd finally caught their breath Javon stood tall. Kneading his hands into the meat of her cheeks he pushed himself back, emerging from her ass with an obscene wet slurp. Empty, Shauna sighed, the void disappointing. Her rosebud gaped, then winked several times before shrinking back into place. Javon slumped against the wall near the window. Fumbling with the latch he cracked it open. December rushed in, swirling round their bodies and raising goosebumps on their skin. Shauna shivered, invigorated, the cold soothing her scalded sex. Watching her lover she smeared her cream over her pussy and along the crack of her ass. His organ flexed toward her, but Javon shook his head. Smiling, she wriggled off the desk. On wobbly legs she gathered the note card and the bag and set them on the edge of the bed. Rummaging around in the neck of her dress she tucked her tits back into her bra and plumped them into position. Javon sauntered over, her hat in one hand, soggy panties in the other. She took the cap and fit it over her head. “Can't put those back on,” she said of her underwear. “You keep them.” He nodded, draping them over the corner of the television. She shouldered the bag and looked up at him. “Did Santa get you what you wanted?” He laughed. She followed his eyes down to his semi-hard, polished rod. “I think he fucking crushed it,” he replied. Closing the gap between them he lowered his voice. “Tell me something though. Is this strictly a Christmas situation, or…are…special occasions not required.” Shauna shrugged, the corners of her mouth curling up. “Why don't you come by sometime and find out,” she offered. “You know where I live.” She gave his penis a playful nip and tug and backed out into the hallway. 9:13 am Shauna stood quietly outside Room 334, gently swaying to a tune in her head. Her fingertips tingled and her pussy hummed along to the beat, still riding the high of the last half-hour. A trickle of semen stained her inner thigh, the remainder of Javon's deposit still trapped inside. She smoothed the front of her dress and flipped the pom of the hat to the side. She was a few minutes behind schedule. But that shouldn't be critical here. Ready for more, she knocked on the door. There was a rustling inside. A few moments later the door opened on a beautiful raven-haired Japanese girl in a tight anime tee shirt and bright blue boyshorts. Seemingly surprised, the girl dropped the pencil she held in her left hand. “Hey Sachiko,” Shauna chirped. Sachiko ripped off her headphones and flashed a nervous smile. Shauna nodded inside. “Can I come in for a minute?” Sachiko glanced over at something Shauna couldn't see, then backed her slender frame away from the door. Shauna strode inside, the latch clicking shut behind her. Unlike her first two stops, this was a bit of a gamble. Their contact had been minimal, generally restricted to her RA duties. And her scouting report was incomplete. She knew Sachiko was a sophomore, and a graphic design major. She spent summers at home in Osaka. But she couldn't afford to fly back and forth for breaks, so she usually spent them on campus. Rumor was she was into women. Of this Shauna had no confirmation. But from their interactions in the dorm and Sachiko's shyness and fluster around particular friends she did have a feeling. It was risky. But that heightened the thrill. The room was warm and cozy, lit by a floor lamp and a cube on the nightstand. Fuzzy orange pillows adorned the loveseat below the window. Incense burned in a jade tray on the corner of the dresser and a thick down comforter covered the bed. Several sketchpads scattered across the desk, a collection of porcelain cats lining the shelf above. It was clearly the space of someone needing a touch of home. “Am I like…in trouble…or something?” Sachiko wondered. “No,” Shauna laughed, amused as much by her apparent discomfort as the absurdity of the question. “I mean, have you ever been in trouble? I just wanted to wish you Happy Holidays.” Sachiko blushed. Her face made several contortions before settling on a half nod and awkward smile. “Th…thank you,” she stammered. Shauna pinched her lips between her teeth. So far so good. “I like your kitties,” Shauna continued, drifting toward the shelf. She scanned for messages, photos, anything that might give her a clue. “My sister sends me a new one for my birthday every year,” Sachiko offered. “They're beautiful.” She spotted a sheet of paper with dark smudges sticking out of the pad on top of the pile. “What's this?” she asked, reaching for it. “What? Oh!” Sachiko leapt toward her, mortified. “It's nothing, I just – ” Before she could swipe the pad Shauna had the page, staring at a gorgeous unfinished graphite sketch of a sleeping woman. She lay on her side, head on a pillow, hands underneath. Bikini panties cloaked her nethers, an arm crossed her bare breasts. And her face. Well…. Her face was very familiar. Shauna smiled to herself. This might work after all. Sachiko slunk back as Shauna turned around. She studied the drawing a moment longer, impressed by the resemblance. Finally, she looked up at Sachiko. The rosy hue of her cheeks crept into her face and neck. Shauna noticed for the first time she wasn't wearing a bra. “Did you draw this?” Sachiko sighed, looking everywhere forward. “I um…. It…it's for a class.” “You did it from memory.” She rubbed her arms with her hands. “Yeah. It just…works that way.” “It's amazing.” Shauna returned the drawing to the desk. Sluffing off the bag she retrieved the final card. “I know you don't really celebrate Christmas,” she said, “but it can't be easy being here by yourself while everyone else is. So, I got you a gift.” The silver envelope rested in her palm while Sachiko hesitated, her name glittering in gold marker. She looked up, embarrassment clouding her eyes. Shauna smiled, extending her hand. Finally, Sachiko accepted. She zipped open the flap and removed the card. A red-nosed Rudolph blinked at her from the cover. Shauna dropped the bag on the loveseat. She clasped her hands behind her back and crossed her legs at the ankles, a flirty little swivel seizing her hips. Sachiko picked the note card from the fold and looked closely. Her fingers began to tremble. Shauna sidled up closer, tucking a lock of Sachiko's hair behind her ear. Sachiko jumped at the light touch. But her gaze remained fixed on the card. Her lips parted. No sound escaped. “If you want me to stop,” Shauna murmured, “just let me know.” She kissed Sachiko's ear lobe, rolling it between her lips before drifting to her cheek and the nape of her neck. Sachiko's tremor spread to her chest. The cards fell from her grasp. Shauna continued down, over her shoulders to the swell of her breasts. She caressed one in each palm, grazing the nipples with the soft cotton of the shirt. Sachiko tangled her fingers in Shauna's hair. They curled and flexed as Shauna descended, raising her shirt and kissing her navel. She lingered there, circling, lips skimming Sachiko's butter-smooth, unblemished skin. She smelled of cherry blossom and jasmine. Shauna filled her head with the scent, priming her for the peach she was about to unwrap. Sachiko's hushed whisper floated down from above. “Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.” Sinking to her haunches Shauna eyed Sachiko's sex. A small wet spot darkened the fabric between her legs. Shauna peeled the underwear down over Sachiko's ass and thighs, pooling them around her feet. Exposed to the low light was a plump, tidy pussy, closely cropped dark pubic hair gracing her mound. Shauna's lips quivered. She bowed, pressing her face between Sachiko's thighs, sopping up the heat. Sachiko moaned, easing her legs apart, welcoming Shauna's tongue between her folds. Her entire body shook, chopping her breaths between chattering teeth. Shauna probed a little deeper. Sachiko doubled over, humping Shauna's mouth. Shauna yipped with delight. She shook her head side to side, slathering Sachiko's light sweet syrup over her cheeks and chin. She dug her nails into the brunette's ass, spreading her cheeks and kneading the meat. Sachiko mauled her own breasts, stretching and twisting the characters on her shirt into impossible shapes. Buffeted by Sachiko's gyrations Shauna wobbled on the balls of her feet. It was all she could do to hold on for the ride and she found herself failing at that. Toppling to her butt she roped an arm around Sachiko's neck and pulled her ear to her dripping lips. “Sit on my face,” she hissed. Sachiko fell to her knees, straddling Shauna's chest and pinning her to the floor. On all fours she scooched forward over the blonde's shoulders until her succulent snatch hovered over her RA's gaping mouth. Shauna's tongue darted out, flicking Sachiko's swollen clit. Stifling a scream Sachiko collapsed on Shauna's kisser, squeezing her ears between her thighs and swirling her pussy over her lips. Shauna lost herself in Sachiko. Inhaling her essence. Drinking her qi. She thrilled at her lover's responses – involuntary, honest and pure. There was no pretention. Only the passion of an inexperienced girl wholly submitting to her desires. She reveled in it, lapping at Sachiko's sex from the hood of her clit to the crease of her ass. Sachiko's back arched, thrusting out her chest. Her head lolled back, eyes strafing the ceiling. She squirmed on Shauna's face, blissfully ignorant of her weight, Shauna's nose, or her need to breathe. She reached back between the Shauna's splayed legs, probing under her dress until her fingers found the blonde's honeypot and slithered inside. Strangling Sachiko's wrist in her thighs Shauna groaned into her pussy. The vibrations spurred Sachiko's building orgasm, winding her body tighter and tighter, pushing her fingers faster, deeper. The circuit closed, the feedback loop complete. Every flip of the tongue, every curl of a digit, amplified the next. Sachiko bucked and thrashed. Shauna swirled and writhed. Again and again they traded blows until suddenly Sachiko fell silent, her body rigid, muscles strained. Clutching fistfuls of Shauna's hair Sachiko spread her knees and bore down, smashing her quaking pussy into Shauna's lips and gushing slippery, viscous cum all over her face. Racked with spasms she hunched over Shauna's head, wave after crashing wave of orgasm pummeling her sex. 9:38 am When the contractions finally slowed, Shauna worked her hands up to Sachiko's buttocks and nudged her. Spent, Sachiko rolled away, settling on her back against the foot of the bed. Shauna's chest heaved, gulping the cool dry air. Her eyes re-adjusted to the light. Reaching up she brushed the hat off her head and raked her fingers through moist matted hair. Arms flopping to the floor she sighed. That went well. She rolled her head and looked at Sachiko. The junior lay knees up, feet flat on the floor, her arms draped between her legs – the odd twitch in her muscles interrupting her stillness. Shauna willed herself up and crawled over. Finding her eyes shut she pressed in close and planted a tender kiss on her forehead. Sachiko smiled. “Merry Christmas,” Shauna whispered. Sachiko nodded, radiant from her orgasm. Shauna stroked her ear. “If you want me to model for you sometime,” she added, “give me a call.” She gathered her things and prepared to leave. As she passed the mirror on the closet door she stopped to look. Her face and neck glistened, glazed with Sachiko's juices. She tossed the hat in her hand, raising it to wipe herself clean. But she didn't. She decided instead she liked the way it looked. And she'd wear it a little longer. Pursing her lips, she slipped out of Sachiko's room. Light as a feather she skipped down the hall toward her room. She slowed passing Javon's door, wondering if he was already asleep. Her phone chimed in the bag, interrupting her curiosity. Retrieving it she scanned the screen and frowned. Two texts and a missed call. All from her brother. “Hey Josh,” she answered. “Yo, where the hell have you been?” There was an urgency in his tone. “I've been calling you. I'm out front, let's go!” She frowned. “Wait, what time is it?” “Quarter to ten. I told you I'd be here at 9:30, remember?” She thought for a minute, then rolled her eyes, realizing what went wrong. “Fuck,” she spat. “I thought you meant 9:30 your time.” “So you're not ready?” “No, I packed last night. I'll be right down.” Hanging up she shook her head. How did she make that mistake? She thought she'd have an hour to shower and clean up, but now they were running late. No time for any of that. Swiping the key card from her sock she popped into her room and tossed the gift bag on the bed. Snagging her backpack and navy peacoat from the closet she dashed back out headed for the lobby. 9:52 am Shauna flung open the passenger door of the coupe and tumbled inside, stuffing the backpack between her feet as she settled in the seat. Her teeth chattered from their brief exposure to the cold. Rubbing her hands together near the warm air vent she looked over at her brother behind the wheel. He stared at her, forehead crinkled, a mix of confusion and amusement scrawled across his lips. “What,” she said, staring back. He glanced down at her bare thighs – the coat just covering her lap – then back at her scowl. “Nice touch,” he replied, pointing to the bright red pileus cap. “Thanks,” she quipped, flashing a smile. “But you know it's snowing, right?” She flipped him the bird. He shrugged. “You're going to get Uncle Leo in trouble today.” Shauna tried to stifle her laugh. “Just drive Josh.” He put the car in gear and pulled away from the curb. “Unlike you,” he said, “I got an early start. So I'm going to get some coffee. Did you eat already?” “Yup,” she nodded. “Several times.” Josh's eyes narrowed, but he said nothing. At the next light he made a left and turned into the coffee shop drive-thru. Waiting in line behind a pick-up he turned to his sister. “Are you okay?” he asked. “You look a little…weird.” Shauna checked herself in the side mirror. She could taste Ty's spunk on her tongue; feel Javon's cum in her ass and Sachiko's pussy all over her face. A shiver buzzed her clit. She reclined the seat several notches and sighed, beaming at the ceiling. “Yeah,” she said softly. “I'm just…filled with Christmas spirit.” Quietly she shoved her hands beneath her legs to keep from touching herself for the remainder of the trip. By TheSleepingKing for Literotica

Using soap to kill insects isn't as simple as it seems. Today we go through the ins and outs of what makes soap an appropriate insecticide and what to avoid.  References: Fundamentals of Using Soaps as Insecticides by Dr. Raymond Cloyd https://blogs.k-state.edu/kansasbugs/2020/06/12/fundamentals-of-using-soaps-as-insecticides/  Insecticidal Soap Written byPaul Pugliese. Growing & Mowing in Bartow County March 4, 2024 https://site.extension.uga.edu/bartow/insecticidal-soap/  The Use of Horticultural Oils and Insecticidal Soaps For Control of Insect Pests of Amenity Plants Fredric D. Miller  Arboriculture & Urban Forestry (AUF) November 1989, 15 (11) 257-262; DOI: https://doi.org/10.48044/jauf.1989.055  https://auf.isa-arbor.com/content/15/11/257  Horticultural oils and soaps play important roles in reducing pest pressure and lowering risks for a biological control program. https://www.nurserymag.com/article/compatible--tools/  Insecticidal Soaps for Garden Pest Control Factsheet | HGIC 2771 | Updated: Jul 30, 2021 https://hgic.clemson.edu/factsheet/insecticidal-soaps-for-garden-pest-control/  Soap Sprays as Insecticides Published on: June 17, 2015   By Scott Oneto, Farm Advisor, University of California Cooperative Extension UC Master Gardener Program Statewide Blog News and updates from the statewide UC Master Gardener Program office. https://ucanr.edu/blogs/blogcore/postdetail.cfm?postnum=18009  Insect Control: Soaps and Detergents – 5.547  by W.S. Cranshaw 1 1Colorado State University Extension entomologist and professor, bioagricultural sciences and pest management. 12/96. Reviewed 3/08. https://extension.colostate.edu/topic-areas/insects/insect-control-soaps-and-detergents-5-547/  Coming clean on soap in the garden September 22, 2023 Author: Marissa Schuh, Extension educator, integrated pest management  Reviewed by Julie Weisenhorn Extension educator, horticulture https://extension.umn.edu/yard-and-garden-news/coming-clean-soap-garden#sources-2944060 

Welcome to Episode 128. We have a game that could have been great but only manages to be ok. The Game: Midnight Suns Intro Song "Letting Go" by Emerge. Title Art by Devious.Pixel. Internet Presence Preamble by Brandon Little. Podcast Edited by Brian Owsley. Sweet Jams: "Origins" "The Strongest There Is" These tracks and more can be found on the Midnight Suns OST. The Internet: Twitch Twitter(X) Discord Facebook Instagram Lock Stock Store Patreon Suspension of Disbelief Blake's Story "They Come This Night" 2smokingcontrollers@gmail.com The End --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/twosmokingcontrollers/support

In this episode of Funky Friday, we dive into the pivotal moment Pharrell redefined Muni Longs's career with his unique vision and creativity. We also explore Mariah Carey's underrated genius as a songwriter and how she's influenced the industry. Plus, get a behind-the-scenes look at what it's like crafting hits for some of the biggest stars in music! Timecodes 00:00:00 - Coming up on Funky Friday 00:03:29 - Intro to Muni Long 00:04:34 - Muni Longs original music name 00:08:00 - People Muni Long has worked with 00:10:30 - Muni Long's family dynamic 00:11:52 - What it takes to be YOU 00:21:51 - Who knows Muni Long the best? 00:27:04 - Muni Long is a GAMER 00:30:55 - How long have you been writing music? 00:38:19 - What's the turnaround time on songs? 00:40:40 - Who had the biggest impact on you? 00:53:19 - Muni Long plays instruments? 01:03:55 - Songwriter vs. Artist 01:06:17 - Sifting through the BS with Men & Women 01:22:35 - Can you separate Art from the Artist 01:24:49 - Muni Long on Streaming Platforms 01:30:29 - Muni Long on the media attention 01:33:31 - How do you come up with Song Titles? 01:35:23 - Why was GloRilla the only feature? 01:36:13 - Muni long on vulnerability 01:40:31 - 1ÕV£ Follow Muni Long

Sifting through the ins and outs of the first loss of the UC basketball season, putting a bow on the 2024 football season, and focusing on Signing Day with Chad. Podcasts of The Mo Egger Radio Show are a service of Longnecks Sports Grill.Listen to the show live weekday afternoons 3:00 - 6:00 on ESPN1530. Listen Live: ESPN1530.com/listenGet more: https://linktr.ee/MoEggerFollow on X: @MoEggerInstagram too: @MoEgger

In this Energy Upgrade episode, we dive into the importance of energy alignment as the year comes to a close. Reflecting on goals and values, and emphasizing that it's never too late to reset and find clarity. We address the challenges of letting go of what no longer serves us and how to follow the clues and opportunites of what the new year wants to bring you. Additionally, I share a special coaching offer to support listeners during this transitional period.   Takeaways It's important to reset your energy at the end of the year. Reflecting on your goals and values is crucial. You can find alignment even at the year's end. Letting go of what doesn't serve you is necessary for growth. Look for clues about what your future holds. This time of year is perfect for self-reflection. You cannot hustle your way out of misalignment. Sifting through distractions can reveal your true desires. Embrace change as a part of your journey. Special offers can provide support during transitions.   If you love this episode please consider leaving a review and sharing the episode! Tag us so we can connect! We're grateful for your continued support, and we can't wait to hear how applying these insights transforms your journey. Listeners Only Offer All December Long: Feminine Leadership Upgrade  ACTIVATE > INITIATE > ANOINT Your next level of leadership. Rise up and step forward with clarity. There is nothing more important right now than women coming together to lead with renewed purpose. Use CODE: Upgrade11 Free Feminine Leadership Masterclass Free ebook Expand Your Leadership 1:1 LEADERSHIP RESET OFFER [for listeners only] For female entrepreneurs, visionaries, leaders and healers. If you and your work is feeling "off" or disconnected or you just want to feel much more aligned to the actual outcomes, experiences and the impact you're having then these two hours will provide the spiritual and practical shifts you need to be in congruence with your highest good and your sacred purpose. 2 Hours to create massive shifts and transformation in your work. Alchemize your energy, spirituality and professional goals. Claim Your Session Code ABUNDANCE for Listeners  APPLY:

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Originally recorded and released on November 25, 2024.Join Amanda as she dives into a sifting happening in the Church and in the nation as well as a clash of the titans and prophecy fulfilling. And join us with your questions at the end for Andrew Sorchini of Beverly Hills Precious Metals. Tune in Nov. 25th at 5pm ET.Amanda Grace is thrilled to announce the release of her debut book, The Revelationary War. Pre-order your copy here: https://buff.ly/4fnuDd7Music Copyright References:-21981893-Corporate And Inspirational Cinematic Background Music (1.00 Minutes Version) by StockAudios/Pond 5-151471022-Uplifting Inspirational Corporate by Patrick_Schlebes/Pond5-154756307-Magic Fireflies Loop Version2(Modern And Relaxing Background) by Lesya_NZ-123859534-Successful Product Presentation 60S - P5 by wolfgangwoehrle-105166597-Believe in You (Inspirational And Uplifting)- P5 by DivaProductionMusicMusic License: https://www.pond5.com/legal/license/20230221Purchase ID/Date: 7365245 / 9-29-2023Website: https://arkofgrace.orgPrayer Requests: https://arkofgrace.org/prayer-requestsDonate: https://arkofgrace.org/donatePartners: https://arkofgrace.org/ministry-partners

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Delson Armstrong is a spiritual teacher, meditation virtuoso, and author of ‘A Mind Without Craving'. In this interview, Delson renounces all of his previous claims to spiritual attainment. Delson details recent changes in his inner experiences that saw him question the nature of his awakening, including the arising of emotions and desires that he thought had long been expunged. Delson critiques the consequences of the Buddhist doctrine of the 10 fetters, reveals his redefinition of awakening and the stages of the four path model from stream enterer to arhat, and challenges cultural ideals about enlightenment. Delson offers his current thoughts on the role of emotions in awakening, emphasises the importance of facing one's trauma, and discusses his plans to broaden his own teaching to include traditions such as Kriya Yoga. Delson also reveals the pressures put on him by others' agendas, and shares his observations about the danger of student devotion, the hypocrisy of spiritual leaders, and his mixed feelings about the monastic sangha. … https://www.guruviking.com/podcast/ep280-i-renounce-my-attainments-delson-armstrong Also available on Youtube & Spotify – search ‘Guru Viking Podcast'. … 01:14 - Delson's declaration 07:56 - Why has Delson changed his view? 10:13 - Pressure on Delson and other peoples' agendas 15:12 - Delson's shocking observations about his 3 year teaching experiment 15:53 - Teaching debut under Bhante Vimalaramsi 17:22 - European teaching tour 17:32 - Tension towards other traditions at Dhammasukha 19:26 - Teacher-student divide at Dhammasukha 20:14 - Tensions with the Indian sangha 21:18 - Discomfort with guru worship in India 22:41 - Mixed feelings about the monastic community 24:30 - Teachers should never stop learning 24:45 - The 10 fetter model and an unhealthy narrative of spiritual success 26:15 - Potential for teacher-student abuse 27:41 - Questioning the 10 fetter model 29:28 - Ideals of awakening and cultural projections 30:48 - Transcending all models and systems 31:39 - Importance of ethics 33:21 - Why is Delson renouncing all spiritual attainments? 36:15 - Being open to your own experience 37:06 - Don't gloss over suffering 39:41 - Changes in Delson's understanding about the Buddha, dharma, and sangha 44:20 - Rethinking negative emotion and the end of craving 47:23 - The Simile of the Saw Sutta, Kakacūpamasutta 48:11 - Recontextualising the higher fetters of restlessness, conceit, and ignorance 49:15 - Is awakening static? 50:06 - Delson's definition of awakening 51:55 - Redefining the 4-path model from stream-enterer to arhat 57:26 - Facing the shadow 59:10 - What was the experience that changed Delson's mind? 01:02:48 - Learning from conflict and shadow 01:04:37 - Maintaining the image of a teacher 01:05:12 - No longer a teacher 01:06:35 - The corrupting pride of being a spiritual teacher 01:07:04 - Hypocrisy of spiritual leaders 01:09:23 - Do not seek perfection in Delson 01:10:14 - K the Buddha 01:11:44 - Against disempowering students 01:14:06 - Does Delson believe awakening even possible? 01:17:12 - What is awakening? 01:18:06 - Levels of awakening 01:18:58 - The true nature of reality 01:20:43 - Siddha tales and Delson's supernatural experiences 01:24:27- Sifting the serious students from the merely curious 01:25:22 - Delson's powerful trip to South India, astrology, and mystical experiences 01:31:07 - Delson's future plans for teaching 01:32:02 - Plans to conduct Kriya Yoga initiations 01:32:41 - Delson as a conduit 01:33:16 - Reactions to Delson's declaration Watch previous episodes with Delson Armstrong: - https://www.guruviking.com/search?q=delson Find out more about Delson Armstrong: - Personal Site: https://www.delsonarmstrong.com/ - YouTube Channel: https://www.youtube.com/@delson999 - Delson's Foundation: https://www.freedom-of-mind.org/ … For more interviews, videos, and more visit: - https://www.guruviking.com Music ‘Deva Dasi' by Steve James

On this episode of SPEAK! A Dogcast, we talk about Sifting Through Bad Training Advice and how to navigate all the information. We also learn about how to improve Dog Communication when we're training our dogs. Then comes The History of Animal Mascots 101 and Listener Q&A! You're in for a real treat!

Send us a textTonight we welcome Jeff Johnson to the show. Jeff is an Anarchist/Voluntaryist and the producer co-host of Suzanne Sherman's The Wasatch Report. They talk about Federalism and politics on their podcast. Jeff also produces and co-hosts her preparedness show, The Red Hot Chilly Prepper. Jeff was also the host of a show called The Paradigm Shift. They can both be found on Spotify for your listening pleasure.Visit Jeff's website where you will find information about how to live a lifestyle of self-reliance and preparedness. https://www.suzannecsherman.com/SUPPORT THE SHOWSuper Chat Tip https://bit.ly/42W7iZHBuzzsprout https://bit.ly/3m50hFTSubscribeStar http://bit.ly/42Y0qM8Paypal http://bit.ly/3Gv3ZjpPatreon http://bit.ly/3G37AVxGrubterra Dried Black Soldier Fly larvae are a healthy alternative to dried mealworms. Black Soldier Fly Larvae contain 75 times more calcium than mealworms and have the perfect calcium to phosphorus balance for chickens, turkeys, ducks, and pet birds. You're going to get stronger eggshells, healthier feathers, and a stronger ability to fight sickness due to Black soldier Fly antimicrobial benefits. Use discount code JESSE10 for 10% off the entire website! SMART is the acronym that was created by technocrats that have setup the "internet of things" that will eventually enslave humanity to their needs. Support the showCONNECT WITH USWebsite https://www.dangerousinfopodcast.com/Guilded Chatroom http://bit.ly/42OayqyEmail the show dangerousinfopodcast@protonmail.comJoin mailing list http://bit.ly/3Kku5YtSOCIALSInstagram https://www.instagram.com/dangerousinfo/Twitter https://twitter.com/jaymz_jesseGab https://gab.com/JessejaymzTruth Social https://truthsocial.com/@jessejaymzWATCH LIVERumble https://rumble.com/c/DangerousInfoPodcastPilled Foxhole https://pilled.net/profile/144176Twitch https://www.twitch.tv/dangerousinfopodcastBitChute https://www.bitchute.com/channel/egnticQyZgxDCloutHub https://clouthub.com/DangerousINFOpodcastD-Live https://dlive.tv/DangerSend stuff: Jesse Jaymz, PO Box 541, ...

Summary:  Danny Nathan, founder of Apollo21.io, shares his journey from the advertising world to the tech and startup space. He started his career in advertising but quickly realized that he wasn't enjoying it anymore. He then moved on to work at an innovation consultancy, where he learned about the impact of technology on the relationship between brands and customers. From there, he founded his own companies and served as the head of product for various startups. Danny emphasizes the importance of understanding the problem and aligning solutions with customer needs. He also highlights the need to sift through customer feedback and stay focused on the North Star vision. Danny Nathan discusses his entrepreneurial journey, including his time at Legendary Studios and the founding of Apollo 21. He explains how Apollo 21 is an innovation and product design studio that works with startups and established companies to build technology for their customers. Nathan emphasizes the importance of understanding customer pain points and validating ideas before building a minimum viable product. He also highlights the common mistakes that business owners make, such as waiting too long to replace legacy technology and not spending enough time talking to potential customers. Nathan advises entrepreneurs to expect that building a business will take longer than anticipated and encourages them to embrace failure as a learning experience. Keywords:  advertising, technology, startups, innovation, customer feedback, problem-solving, entrepreneurship, innovation, product design, technology, customer validation, legacy technology, failure Takeaways Understanding the problem and aligning solutions with customer needs is crucial for success in the startup space. Sifting through customer feedback and staying focused on the North Star vision helps avoid getting distracted by every piece of feedback. Failing can be a valuable learning experience and can lead to growth and new opportunities. The impact of technology on the relationship between brands and customers has been significant, and it's important for businesses to adapt to these changes. Self-teaching and hands-on experience are valuable for gaining knowledge and understanding in the tech and startup space. Apollo 21 is an innovation and product design studio that helps startups and established companies build technology for their customers. Before building a minimum viable product, it is important to understand customer pain points and validate ideas through conversations with potential customers. Common mistakes that business owners make include waiting too long to replace legacy technology and not spending enough time talking to potential customers. Entrepreneurs should expect that building a business will take longer than anticipated and should embrace failure as a learning experience. Sound Bites "You should fall in love with the problem and not the solution." "Winging it is a tough strategy for business." "Understanding what your North Star or vision is and then figuring out how feedback aligns with that." "We're about three and a half years old." "One is our newsletter called innovate, disrupt or die." "Fail beautifully." Chapters 00:00 Introduction and Welcome Back 03:22 Connecting with Danny Nathan 04:25 Danny's Background in Advertising 06:47 Transitioning to the Tech and Startup Space 09:06 The Impact of Technology on Brands and Customers 13:56 Lessons from Founding Companies and Head of Product Roles 18:09 The Importance of Aligning Solutions with Customer Needs 20:44 Learning from Failure and Moving Forward 21:26 Exploring the Intersection of Technology and Entertainment 25:05 Transitioning to Legendary Pictures 27:16 Self-Teaching and Hands-On Experience in the Tech Space 28:04 From Legendary Studios to Entrepreneurship 32:53 Introducing Apollo 21 39:38 Building Bespoke Technology Solutions 40:23 Common Mistakes in Business 50:31 The Future of Apollo 21

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Well- DAMN SAM! It's Listener Tales 87! This week's episode is brought to you by WORST ROOMMATES EVER! Inspired by the show coming back to Netflix on 6/26 for SEASON TWO-We pull stories about creepy cohabitators that are brought to you, BY you, For you, FROM you, and ALLLLL about you! This week we hear about ex-roommate parting curses, previous spectral owners who HATE the updated decor tastes, a roomie who whispers sinister things in the wee hours, a horrifying close call, and the ghost story of two ghouls in love! If you've got a listener tale please send it on over to Morbidpodcast@gmail.com with “Listener Tales” somewhere in the subject line :)Sifting through the show notes for "Worst Roommate Ever" information? Check it out on Netflix at https://www.netflix.com/title/81031682?source=35See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.