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In this episode of Our Dead Dads Podcast, I sit down with Matthew Struck for an incredibly raw and honest conversation about grief, trauma, and the complexities of losing someone when the relationship was already difficult. Matthew lost his father to suicide, a devastating loss compounded by years of unresolved pain and unspoken words. We dive into what it means to grieve someone when the relationship was strained, how suicide grief carries a different kind of weight, and how Matthew has worked through both the loss and the emotions that came with it. There's no roadmap for this kind of grief, and Matthew's story is one that so many people will relate to, even if their circumstances are different. If you've ever struggled with complicated grief, if you've lost someone and felt more questions than closure, this episode is for you. Matthew's willingness to share his journey is a reminder that grief doesn't fit into a perfect box—and that's okay. GIVE THE SHOW A 5-STAR RATING ON APPLE PODCASTS! FOLLOW US ON APPLE OR YOUR FAVORITE PODCAST PLATFORM! BOOKMARK OUR WEBSITE: www.ourdeaddads.com FOLLOW OUR DEAD DADS ON SOCIAL MEDIA: Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/ourdeaddadspod/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/ourdeaddadspod TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@ourdeaddadspod Twitter / X: https://x.com/ourdeaddadspod YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCmmv6sdmMIys3GDBjiui3kw LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/ourdeaddadspod/

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Donegal News Editor Diarmaid Doherty reports on the deadly incident in Letterkenny, Co Donegal, where a car struck two pedestrians in the early hours of the morning.

More Or Less $25,000 is STRUCK, Fish of the Year winner, Speedy on Panda's, What won't your partner not let you have, robo vac's gone bad and loads more!

New Relationship Energy (NRE) can make everything feel like a shiny object. We get it, we love that feeling too! If you're practicing non-monogamy, you might actually find yourself feeling NRE in multiple places. We made this episode in response to a listener question—what do I do with all these feelings and expectations? How do I prepare for when this chemical cocktail starts to fade?Even though it's really exciting, this noisy emotional environment requires thoughtful navigation to maintain balance and authenticity. In this episode we're helping you navigate everything from the big picture emotional questions to the practical, day-to-day questions like how to manage your schedule.We're breaking down:— The neurochemical nature of NRE— How NRE can lead us to project our desires onto new partners rather than seeing them clearly— The difference between NRE (new relationship energy) and limerence, and why understanding this distinction matters— Why NRE often causes us to mute our own boundaries and bottom-line requirements— The challenge of maintaining authenticity when we're caught up in the newness of relationships— How to recognize when you're abandoning yourself, your established partners, or your friendships during intense NRE periods— The importance of explicit conversations about expectations rather than just "going with the flow"— Strategies for pacing yourself and managing your energy when experiencing multiple NREs— The transition from NRE to ERE (established relationship energy) and how to nurture deeper connections— Why comparing your relationships is less valuable than examining how you show up differently in each oneResources mentioned in this episode:— Episode 153: Limerence vs. New Relationship EnergyJOIN The Year of Opening® community for a full year of learning & support. Registration is open now at ⁠⁠www.TheYearOfOpening.com⁠⁠Learn the 5 secrets to open your relationship the smart wayAre you ready to open your relationship happily? Find out at www.JoliQuiz.comGet the answers you want to create the open relationship of your dreams! Sign up for an Ask Me Anything hereMusic: Dance of Felt by ⁠Blue Dot Sessions

Bears are making it clear that want to win sooner than later, Ben Johnson is bringing a simplicity to Chicago that we're not used to, Jonah Jackson & Joe Thuney struck the right chords in Bears introductions (Hour 1) full 2061 Thu, 13 Mar 2025 19:56:15 +0000 LW7wS4ebskgfiBB5xFUeDEz43OFuTvWt sports Bernstein & Harris Show sports Bears are making it clear that want to win sooner than later, Ben Johnson is bringing a simplicity to Chicago that we're not used to, Jonah Jackson & Joe Thuney struck the right chords in Bears introductions (Hour 1) Dan Bernstein and Marshall Harris bring you fun, smart and compelling Chicago sports talk with great listener interaction. The show features discussion of the Bears, Blackhawks, Bulls, Cubs and White Sox as well as the biggest sports headlines beyond Chicago. Leila Rahimi joins the show as a co-host on Wednesdays. Recurring guests include Bears linebacker T.J. Edwards, Pro Football Talk founder Mike Florio, Cubs outfielder Ian Happ and Cubs president of baseball operations Jed Hoyer. Catch the show live Monday through Friday (10 a.m.- 2 p.m. CT) on 670 The Score, the exclusive audio home of the Cubs and the Bulls, or on the Audacy app. © 2024 Audacy, Inc.

WDAY First News anchors Lisa Budeau, Scott Engen and Lydia Blume break down your regional news and weather for Thursday, March 13, 2025. InForum Minute is produced by Forum Communications and brought to you by reporters from The Forum of Fargo-Moorhead and WDAY TV. Visit https://www.inforum.com/subscribe to subscribe.

KCSU reporter Robert Sides delivers the feature story of the day with a deep dive into CSU theater's Peter and the Starcatcher performance, CSU see's changes coming to hiring placing a chill on future hirings, A Fort Collins man has died after being struck by a truck in Loveland

Fred Weir, Moscow Correspondent for The Christian Science Monitor, discusses the reaction in Russia to the pivotal talks in Jeddah, Saudi Arabia aimed at bringing a permanent peace deal in Ukraine.

The death sentence is pronounced and mockery ensues | Matthew 26:66-68

It wasn't lightning, but it might as well have been. Have you ever been struck? Hour 4 3/6/2025 full 2086 Thu, 06 Mar 2025 23:00:00 +0000 NH1vL7gGHPcduciYxLKAaWRQOWTzd6vZ news The Dana & Parks Podcast news It wasn't lightning, but it might as well have been. Have you ever been struck? Hour 4 3/6/2025 You wanted it... Now here it is! Listen to each hour of the Dana & Parks Show whenever and wherever you want! 2024 © 2021 Audacy, Inc. News False

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The night held so much promise until a car accident on a first date night without kids in a year changed everything and reminded the couple that God is in control. AND A 10-year-old boy is in recovery after being struck by plane debris while protecting his little sister the night the sky broke open and the world fell to pieces. To see videos and photos referenced in this episode, visit GodUpdates! https://www.godtube.com/blog/god-is-in-control.html https://www.godtube.com/blog/boy-recovery-protecting-little-sister.html Discover more Christian podcasts at lifeaudio.com and inquire about advertising opportunities at lifeaudio.com/contact-us.

Late-breaking news! A deal has allegedly been reached between Ukraine and the U.S.—Pags breaks it all down. Plus, Dr. Ben Carson joins the show to reveal the challenges he faced at HUD and how his background in neurosurgery and psychology shaped his fight for real change. You don't want to miss this! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

An MP has formally requested Destiny Church be struck off the charities register following the alleged violence by church followers who stormed a children's event hosted by a Drag King. The event at Te Atatu Library last Saturday was part of Auckland pride festival, but it was cancelled after about fifty protestors shoved their way into the library and refused to leave. Te Atatu Labour MP Phil Twyford spoke to Lisa Owen.

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In hour two, Steak and Rusty are joined by Billy Jaffe as they discuss how the NHL landed a goldmine with the USA/Canada matchup

A Time WarpBy FinalStand. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.What follows is a diversion from the central storyline, but it is crucial to understanding why certain members of the supporting cast are behaving the way they are.808 BCE near Halab in what is today's Northern Syria:For me, Cael Nyilas, it was a return to last night's horrifying scene that engulfed me. The screams of dying horses and moribund men crying the pantheon of life's final regrets. Blood, piss, voided bowels and the stench of comingled sweat and leather filled my nostrils. The true cacophony of battle was all about. The battle shock faded into an innocuous background distraction.In my heart of hearts, I felt at ease, even content. We were cut off and surrounded yet hardly hopeless. Men, my brothers-in-arms and the younger noble sons of Assur and Nineveh combined to put a press of shields, armor and flesh encircling us. Those 'pampered' aristocrats stank with fear and well they should. Death was still possible before their relief arrived.I hurt, Shara (my deity?), I was wounded, but it meant nothing. I laughed; a primitive version of 'atheists and foxholes' passing through my mind. This body had lived through much worse. The closest man, her deceased husband's cousin, and I lifted the shattered wooden chariot off the person our circle was centered on. My arm was extended to her.She was glorious, fierce and half-drunk with battle lust. I could feel her talon-like fingers through the leather and 'parzillu' scales guarding my bicep. She half jumped and was half pulled to her feet. Her kinsman presented her 'misplaced' sword, hilt first. In her eyes, I saw the burning intensity of the Shamash (Sun God, consort of Aya?) at the height of the Burning Season.Her martial mirth exceeded any other noise as it passed her lips."You took your time getting here," Shammuramat taunted me, not a true reproach. "I was so bored, I decide to take a nap in the shade of my conveniently overturned chariot." She defied all fortunes that conspired toward her demise; her own breed of madness."You looked so peaceful in your sleep, I didn't want to wake you," I bantered back. Her 'kinsman' scowled at my familiarity with his monarch. My champions, more like brothers to me than any kin born of my blood, had carved a gory swath to her stranded bodyguard. Mounted on Median steeds, we had pressed back the entourages of two Aramean kings bent on her violent passing.A barricade of overturned, or unattended chariots gave us space to dismount and perform our very visible rescue mission. All the pieces were right where she wanted them; everything unfolding according to her plan. Focus the enemy in the center with her person and the banner of Assur while the rest of her chariots and all of her cavalry swept through an unguarded wadi and fell upon them from behind.Brilliant. Somewhat less brilliant when faced with the desperate energy of our enemies, but her victory was already a certainty. The allied Western Kings were sure my command was attempting to snatch the Queen back to the safety of her infantry. Those hardy, foot-bound souls were still holding their own against the greater mass of the enemy footmen.The children of rebellious nobles bent every bit of their remaining energy, squandered their last reserves to ensure Shammuramat didn't escape. If the positons were reversed, they would have eagerly abandoned their troops and sought safety to the rear. The idea of Shammuramat being overwrought with terror was absurd.Our opponents' bellows for our blood turned into wails of despair. The charging, plumaged steeds of Assyria had appeared behind them. Our enemies had nothing left to slow the new arrivals down, much less stop them. For those who dared defy Shammuramat, Queen of all the Akkadians, the slaughter was just beginning."Come 'Alal' (that was me); I promised 'Atarshumki' I would kick his head over his own city walls before sunset and I always keep my promises," she shoved one of my horse-holders aside and took one of my steeds. 'Alal' was not the name my father gave me. It meant destroyer and it was blasphemy to lay claim to it."Killing kings will cost you extra," was my impious response.Assyrians nobility barely tolerated mercenaries most of the time. My men and I didn't care. I hadn't taken up the killing business to make friends and my troops felt the same way. What mattered to us was that their coin was good and delivered on time. That was a good thing because whores and merchants were loath to advance 'our kind' anything on credit."I'll meet you half way," she grinned manically at me while my fighters and I raced for our mounts. (Saving the junior nobility wasn't what she were paying us for.) "I'll let you take any prince you capture as a hostage." I nodded. My men cheered hungrily, despite the choking dust. As long as I didn't get too greedy, the Kings would pay for their sons. Now we had to capture the bastards."Tūbātu," I reminded them. 'Goodwill'. It was a polite way of saying 'stop your chariot, rest your arms and your mother won't have to come begging for your corpse'. It was best to let opposing nobility keep their dignity in our business. Today's enemy might be tomorrow's paymaster.I blinked and things changed.Planting followed harvest and harvest followed planting. It had long ago become a blur. Shammuramat had grown older. Her first son became king when he was of age. I had long exceeded my welcome and my desire to stay. I was fixed to this small patch of the greater world by a rare emotion, empathy.It had come out of nowhere. We were campaigning against the Scythians raiding over the Zagros Mountains and followed them into Urartu. Night had fallen and I walked the camp as was my habit; being killed a few times in your sleep will make you err on the side of caution. Shammuramat was gazing out over the river Arkas."I though all the scouts have returned," I asked as I stepped to her side. A cool, early autumn breeze blew down the valley, tossing a few loose locks of her greying hair. She always had one patch shorn short which made her left-side braids prone to unwind."They have. We head back for Nineveh with the dawn," she murmured, her mind elsewhere."Do you ever dream of home?" she asked me out of the blue."No. I don't dream anymore. I rarely sleep and if I did, I would hope to dream of something less boring," I snorted in amusement. She had never talked about her home, to anyone as far as I knew."You will be going to Lydia when winter comes," she stated tensely."King Gyges needs someone with experience beating Cimmerians," I answered. The true reason was that I was no longer welcome on the Assyrian payroll because I insisted on recruiting only non-Assyrians into the ranks of my ferociously effective little band of one hundred; never more and rarely less."Shemtsu is a fool," she grumbled."That is unfair," I countered. My willingness to argue with her was one of my charms in her eyes. "He is an excellent Treasurer and he makes sure your vassals pay their tribute on time and in its full amount."The silence was hurtful to me because Shammuramat was never one to obfuscate her thoughts, especially around me. It was one of her charms, to my way of thinking."Salmu Eretu, the northern night sky has no answers for what ails you. Get some sleep. Tomorrow is going to start out cold before it bakes us." I called her 'Black Cloud' in Akkadian.I had first used that name twenty years ago to insult her, highlighting her tempestuous nature. In the Assyrian court, having just received recognition for my quick thinking, Shammuramat had belittled my accomplishment, throwing my body between her, her unborn child (the man who was now not-so-gently ushering me to the border) and a Kassite noble and his retainer bent on killing them both.Had my deed not been witnessed by half a dozen reliable sources, I wouldn't even have received that tawdry token."He sought glory without risk," she spat out her insult in a Hittite tongue alien to this court. Unfortunately for us both, I had worked for a Babylonian family for a few generations and they had been kind enough to turn me from an illiterate commoner to a man of some education.Ironically, they even taught me my native cuneiform long after my birthplace was barely a memory."Well aren't you a black cloud on an otherwise waste of a day," I replied somewhat bitterly. Her eyes widened, then narrowed and then I heard her laugh for the first time."Should I tell them what you said?" she mocked me and my predicament."But of course," I grunted in Akkadian. I'd screwed up. My inner thoughts were 'please not decapitation, please not decapitation' because getting my head on straight after that was a real bitch."You've been nothing but a black cloud bent on turning the choking dust at my feet into a grasping, muddy morass. Why stop now?" I announced loudly. If you are going to die, die well. Having died too many times to count, remembering my last words were all I had left to look forward to.The guards, familiar with the Queen's temper and stunned into inaction by me clearly embracing a long, messy death, stood around uselessly. Had I been allowed a weapon in the royal presence, I might have thought which one to kill first."I gift you, a lowborn man of the South (Sumerian), with honors and you respond by insulting my wife?" King, Shamshi Adad V growled as he rose from his throne."Husband," she stood to join him. I thought it was a pity she rarely smiled. "You asked that I too give a gift to my savior and the savior of our son (all unborn babies were sons back then until roughly half had the audacity to gender switch while exiting the womb). I have chosen." I was expecting my life for the moment and a day's head start to the border."It is your choice to make," the King allowed."From this day, until my passing, this man may always speak his mind in our lands," she demanded. She had a habit of fatally correcting anyone who saw her as less than co-ruler. The hesitation was deafening."As you will," Shamshi Adad V acquiesced to yet another of his wife's odd 'requests'. From that day forth we had been fast friends. She never asked about my immortality, where I was from, or how I ended up with my elite band of professional killers. I returned the favor. It was an unspoken understanding that in a few years, or decades, she would die and I would leave, not necessarily in that order. We had shared more years than I had given to any one person in quite some time."There is nothing left for me but ash," she declared with morbid certainty."Should any of us expect any better?" I did my best to offer words of comfort she would accept."Oh no," her noise was too bitter to be a laugh. "I had my own 'Life beyond Death' and it was stolen from me, along with my birthright.""We are chasing the thieves?" I asked."Yes and no," her face grew grim once more. "These were not the ones I was looking for. They share some bonds with some of the Scythian tribes who live on the far side of the Sea of Death (the Black Sea). These raiders weren't from those tribes.""Why are you turning back?" I questioned. "You know your Assyrians are loyal. They will follow wherever you lead. Your son won't begrudge you these few hundred. I'll come too.""Why?" she turned and looked into my eyes. She still had that blazing fire in her eyes. She was teasing me. If she asked, I too would follow and my men would follow me."The Scythians have been raiding the Lands of the Two Rivers from, well, before I graduated from 'spear for hire' to a 'seeker of a mastery of war'. The rich plunder of their camps will provide plenty of incentive for my men plus we can sell the horses when we come back," I stated."I do not have the years left to spend on such a campaign," she sighed. I had never heard a hint of defeat in her speech before. It was unsettling and rather tragic."I have squandered my years in marriage, being Queen and raising my boys. I tried to make Assyria my new family and I am revealed to be a fool. You had it right. We will always be outlanders. No matter how brave, loyal, just and smart, we would never be allowed in their sanctimonious circle," she said. "You. I should have ridden off with you after my first born was acknowledged (the present King Adad-nirari the 3rd).""We could have gathered up some more fighters, ridden over shattered Phrygia, to the narrows (Bosporus) and into the lands of the Thracians. There is a legend of a great river that pours out from the western shore of the Death Sea. What I seek is up that river.""How many would we face?" I grew equally serious."One," she coughed. "Me." My confusion was obvious. "I am not asking you to fight me, Alal. I want you to come back for me.""I can't. That is not how it works," I stated."How does it work then?" she looked into my eyes. The fire was there, but banked and waning. I didn't say anything. "I have never seen, or heard of you entering a temple.""Your men go. You do not stop them, but you have given up any pretense of worship," she pressed. "Do you not believe that anything exists beyond your senses?""I believe," I sighed. "I believe people are fools for giving offering, pledging their fidelity, pleading for mercy, or extending thanks to any deity. Those Shar-an (gnats) do as they will, unless it is to punish us for treating them like the spoiled children they are."Shammuramat regained her long-stilled laughter."I have always felt a kinship with you through our mutual bitterness.""Bitterness comes with familiarity," I snorted in amusement. Lovers had passion. We shared a simmering anger that came from being irredeemably wronged."I was born Baraqu, the first son of a potter in some city that no longer matters. I was a failure as a potter and an embarrassment to my house and my clan," I began a story I hadn't told another soul in, I couldn't recall. "In those days, the Priest-Kings declared wars and demanded each clan of the city give forth a certain number of males to fight. My family volunteered me and two rowdy cousins.Outside the gates, my clan elder gave each of us a cowhide shield and a spear with a small spindle of copper at the tip so we wouldn't think it was a staff. We marched, I forget which city we were fighting that time. Three days later we found the enemy behind a deep irrigation ditch that had dried out for the season. Our orders were simple, 'There they are. Attack!'My elder was at the back of our mob, making sure none of us ran away. My older cousin made it across the ditch first, but was speared twice; once in the right kidney, I can still remember my first sight of blood, and once, piercing the shield and lodging in his ribcage. My second cousin and I were pushed from behind into the fighting. I stabbed at one shield, doing no harm.Then my surviving cousin's morale broke and he tried to claw his way back into our ranks. He was stabbed in the back, his dying body tangling with mine and bearing us both to the ground. I saw this howling mad face over me. He was a commoner, like me, driven to violence by the terror of battle. His shoddily crafted spear plunged first into my right lung. The second stab found my heart. I died.From there, my spirit fell down toward the wretched dank caverns where all pitiful lowborn dregs are doomed to end up without hope of parole. Instead of endless misery, the Goddess Sarrat Irkalli appeared before me, barring my descent. With icy claws, she trisected my soul. I cannot begin to describe that agony. She snatched up my tattered bits and dragged me back into the world.Sarrat Irkalli is Goddess of the Netherworld, whispered a word that penetrated my brain through the left ear of my cooling corpse. It was an utterance so catastrophic to the fabric of the Veil I dare not repeat it even now.Baraqu? she blew a dark wind upon the first bit of my essence and it flew away.Cael, she whispered to the second portion and off it went in another direction. You are Baraqu no more. The second name was meaningless to me at the time but my name. Do you know that if you have your true name, your spirit can not find its way to your reward, no matter how foul, or pleasing? To the third part of my soul. I name you Alal, he who stands witness to the end of all he desires; their destroyer. Powerful yet powerless.}With that, she left me. My body was stiff from being dead so long. The next few hours were extremely painful. The Sun had set and the Moon was not in evidence. Jackals barked and hyenas laughed as they fought and feasted on the dead. I pushed the body of my cousin off me then crawled down into the ditch to hide. Hardly the reaction of a hero.""Not the actions of the man I know," Shammuramat smirked. "So, your name is Baraqu.""Was and I never much liked the name," I countered. "The priests gave it to me because right before my naming ceremony, a bolt of lightning from a spring storm struck the temple of Shara. So they named me Baraqu, which means 'struck by lightning'.""That sound likes a good name," the Queen Dowager regarded me."That is the noble meaning. The common meaning is less eloquent, it means 'idiot'."Another deep laugh from my treasured compatriot. So few had ever mattered so much to me."Struck by lightning, stricken dumb," she guffawed. "Still not the 'you' I know.""What does the other name mean?""I have no idea. In all my travels I have never found a people familiar with it," I shrugged. She looked out over the low waves lapping against the stony shore."No explanation?" she grudgingly inquired. She had wanted me to continue."No. I have never again come face to face with Sarrat Irkalli, been visited by a messenger, divine, or demonic, received an omen, or any otherworldly presence of any kind," I shrugged. I was long past any resentment. "After the battle I made my way back home, we'd lost, and resumed my life for a few years. My father took the excuse of me 'letting' my kinsmen die to place my younger brother over me.I didn't care. I always hated being a potter, so I ended up being a piddling nuisance all the time and a drunken brawler whenever I had wrangled some beer. I was always the first choice of my clan to send into battle. Despite my lack of training, I began surviving more battles than I died in. At some point, the priests began getting suspicious that I was still hanging around my great-grandnephew's house, so my house Elder suggested I leave the city.I was given a nice copper-headed mace that I had taken in a recent skirmish. Tradition dictated I offer it to the Elder, so he could give it back to me as a sign of my value to the clan. He had taken it for his own. Now he was giving it back out of fear that it held some part of my taint. I had no idea how to live on my own. Two days out, I was robbed and murdered for the first, but not last, time. That inaugural event, I got really angry and hunted those two farmers down.I got my mace back. I also relieved them of an onager, three slaves and a few ingots of silver. I guessed they had been rather successful robbers until they met me."

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A nurse who called black members of staff monkeys and sent a topless picture of himself in fishnet tights to a junior colleague has been struck-off.Details of Alan Prew's behaviour at Medway Maritime Hospital have been revealed at a Nursing and Midwifery Council hearing.Also in today's podcast, volunteers looking after an ancient woodland near Maidstone say they're in desperate need of funding to continue to secure its future.Mangravat Wood in Loose was saved from a proposed Tesco development 25 years ago.Reform UK have won two seats on Medway Council after residents voted in by-elections.Candidates for the party have been elected in Rochester East and Warren Wood, meantime, Labour won the seat in Gillingham South.There are fears plans for new homes in Deal could cause a smell in the area to get even worse.People living in Northwall Road say there's already a bit of a stench. They reckon the new builds will aggravate sewer and drainage systems.Work on a £20 million revival project on Sheppey is under way..Contractors have moved in to start expansion work at Sheppey College in Sheerness - which will soon offer places to students aged 16 to 19 in creative, engineering and logistics subjects. In sport, Gillingham make the long trip to Barrow in league two this weekend.The Gills are currently 18th in the table - while tomorrow's opposition are just one place below them.John Coleman is still without a win after taking over from Mark Bonner as Gillingham manager.And, a non-league striker from Kent is hoping he can hold on to be the top goal scorer in this year's FA Cup  Ashford United's Gary Lockyer has ten goals in the competition which continues this evening.

The Navajo Nation protested when a mining company started hauling uranium across its land last summer. We'll hear how they struck a deal to let it happen. Plus, how a new roof coating could cool buildings down.

The daughter of a prominent Roman family, she was given in marriage despite her reluctance, but was widowed after less than a year. Following the example of the prophetess Anna, she dedicated her widowhood to God and turned her fine house in Rome into a monastery, living there in strict asceticism.   “When the Church was riven by controversies about the doctrines of Origen, Saint Marcella kept silent for a while but, deciding at length to take up the cause of Orthodoxy, and maintaining a sweet and gentle manner in the exchanges, she succeeded in confounding the arguments of the heretics.” (Ormylia Synaxarion)   When the Goths invaded and pillaged Rome in 410 they broke into her house. Marcella received them calmly, but when they demanded money she answered that no one as poorly clothed as she was could be expected to have any money. At this the invaders beat her mercilessly despite her great age. She bore their blows without complaint, asking only that they spare her spiritual daughter Principia. Struck to the heart by her response, the barbarians took her and her disciple to the Church of St Paul, where she reposed two days later.

In this episode, James sits down with Tommy DeVoss (aka Doggy G), who went from a teenage hacker dodging federal prison to becoming one of the most successful ethical hackers in the world. Tommy spills raw, unfiltered stories about his wild days in IRC channels, running with the infamous World of Hell hacking group, and somehow managing to turn his life around to rake in over $4 million in bug bounties. You'll hear how a 10-year computer ban gave him enough pent-up tech energy to power a small country and how his boredom waiting for a friend led to a $180,000 Yahoo bug discovery. Yeah, some people text while waiting—Tommy casually breaks the internet.

Uranus stationed direct on the 30th of January, the day after a FRESH New Moon in Aquarius.Overall a positive signature but of course, different for all of us.Uranus is THE GREAT AWAKENER. ⚡️He's independent, fixed in his thinking, strong willed, rebellious, likely to do a complete 180º on all previous opinion in the blink of an eye.Uranus is the planet that will propel you into the future but if his genius lands on shaky ground or structures that are outdated and need to be broken down then there will be some upset before you are able to leap ahead. ⚡️There's something a little unpredictable about Uranus, the genius who cannot and will not be tamed! Overall, he is the cosmic disruptor, shaking things up to break you free from stagnation. He doesn't ask permission—he electrifies, liberates, and accelerates. His energy can feel like a sudden lightning strike, jolting you into awareness or forcing a radical shift.Wherever Uranus moves in your chart, expect innovation, upheaval, and unexpected twists that ultimately realign you with your most authentic self. His lessons aren't always gentle, but they are always necessary. He's here to remind you that true freedom comes from embracing change—even when it feels like chaos.Uranus doesn't follow the rules; he rewrites them. And if you try to cling to the old ways, he will shake them loose until there's no choice but to evolve.Anyone with planets on or around 23º of Taurus, Leo, Scorpio and Aquarius will be seeing shifts in their life. Maybe minor, maybe exciting, maybe like being dunked in an ice bath. I was SUDDENLY (Uranus) inspired to talk about the year ahead in Astrology. The patterns (Uranus) dropped into place and I could see the shape of the year.It was all lingering there in my subconscious (12th house) and yesterday that Uranian lightening STRUCK! ⚡️Have a listen and if you like it, please do share with a friend!See you soon,Francesca xP.S. Uranus also rules Astrology so if you've been considering learning, maybe now is the time?Thanks for listening! This post is public so feel free to share it with your pals in the spirit of Aquarius Season!Chapters00:00 Astrological Overview and Personal Reflections03:51 Navigating the Year Ahead: Themes and Predictions08:13 Understanding Mars Retrograde in Cancer18:39 The Influence of Venus in Pisces23:20 Dreams and Emotional Insights26:24 The Dance of Mars and Venus: Timing and Frustration37:45 Astrological Insights: Mars Retrograde and Its Impact44:08 Neptune's Transition: Spirituality and Identity in Aries51:01 The Electric Summer: Empowerment and Community Dynamics52:00 Looking Ahead: The Year of Transformation and IntegrationLinks to keep in touch:* Website: francescaoddie.com* Instagram: here* Substack: here* Buy CYCLES: here (Use code LAST for £5 off)* Learn about Playing Cards here ♥️♣️♦️♠️ (this will change your life and BLOW YOUR MIND!)* Free Saturn Workbook: here* Book an event: here (use code Francesca for 20% off)* Book a consultation: here* Learn to read your birth chart: here* Weekly podcast: listen here.✨The Astrology Oddcast Club ✨ is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a subscriber. It's magic to have you here! This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit francescao.substack.com/subscribe

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This week, Vanessa and special guest Daniel Schroeder explore the theme of Helplessness in Chapter 27 of Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince! They discuss Harry's immobilization, Dumbledore's master plan, and Draco's task! Throughout the episode we consider the question: when can a feeling of helplessness actually help force us to act?Thank you to Jerrica for this week's voicemail! Next week we're reading Chapter 28, Flight of the Prince, through the theme of Apocalypse with special guest Hannah McGregor.--It's two sickles to join S.P.E.W., and only five dollars to join our Patreon for extra content every week! Please consider helping us fill our Gringotts vault so we can continue to make this show. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Michelle gets terrible anxiety when she is in this situation that most of us have been in, has anyone else? Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

A clear brand identity is what ties everything together, from how you present yourself to how customers feel when they interact with you. If things feel scattered or inconsistent, it might be because the core idea of what your brand stands for hasn't been nailed down yet. When you know exactly who you are as a brand, every decision—whether it's about design, messaging, or customer service—feels more natural and connected. Customers pick up on that clarity, and it makes them trust you more. Kylie Kullack is the head of client engagement at Struck, a dynamic branding and design agency. With over a decade of experience in brand transformation, Kylie has worked with a diverse range of clients, from startups to established enterprises, in industries like outdoor recreation, biotechnology, and entertainment. Today, Kylie shares her expertise on creating a cohesive branded experience that goes beyond just a logo or campaign. Stay tuned! Resources Struck: Working with brands ready to be transformed. Connect with Kylie Kullack on LinkedIn Follow Kylie Kullack on Facebook

Grace's Camino for the Mercy is special because her son, brother and husband had cancer.If you'd like to contribute, you can find Grace's fundraiser on iDonate under ‘Grace O'Callaghan's Fundraiser.'Would you please be able to mention that if anyone is interested in doing the Camino for the Mercy Foundation, there are still spaces available See here Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Visit thedigitalslicepodcast.com for complete show notes of every podcast episode. Join Brad and Andrew Howlett as they chat about creating engaging, interesting and inspiring workplaces that keep our employees and clients coming back. Andrew Howlett is the CEO of Struck, an agency that excels in transforming brands in the destination marketing, outdoor recreation, and biotech industries. Strategically boosting brand awareness, engagement, and growth and with expertise in rebranding, repositioning, and preparing for fundraising, Struck is at the forefront of brand transformation. As Struck's CEO, Andrew is a visionary leader dedicated to reshaping brands in destination marketing, outdoor recreation, and biotech. With a penchant for big-picture thinking, he's constantly ahead of the curve, anticipating industry shifts and client needs, pushing Struck to excel. Andrew's career path, from finance and tech to agency work, reveals his passion for innovation. His approach balances diligence and ease, guiding Struck's strategic path to deliver exceptional client results. Andrew is actively involved in prominent professional organizations, chairing SoDA and contributing to Forbes Agency Council and YPO. The Digital Slice Podcast is brought to you by Magai, up your AI game at https://friedmansocialmedia.com/magai

The clean up of Mangawhai continues on Monday after a devastating storm struck the town, damaging 50 houses and knocking down power poles, power lines and trees.

A ceasefire deal has been struck in Gaza. The agreement was made during negotiations in Qatar, and will see a full halt to the fighting, the withdrawal of Israeli soldiers from Gaza, and the release of hostages on both sides. Correspondent Simon Marks spoke to Alexa Cook.

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When tasked with stoning someone else caught in adultery, all walk away under personal conviction before throwing a rock.  They themselves get "Struck by the stone of Adultery". But, then what happens? If God said to you: Go and sin no more, what would have to change?If you use Jesus' criteria of zipper and mind, Those in the story are struck that, "This is not my first adulterous day". Then, they could agree and endeavor to make it their LAST ADULTEROUS DAY. Listen and see if you could be one of them.https://youtu.be/IGv1svz5SOE

Rather than "throw stones" at Adultery, it might be better to be STRUCK by the stone of adultery.  That is,  let's think about it, and let the thinking affect us. the Bible has quite a bit to say about the sexual relationships of humans.  Join me to explore them all in just 7 minutes. Just kidding. At least we'll talk about adultery.Thanks for being here.  Come back tomorrow.https://youtu.be/q_SJZaKosRI

Breaking down why Cody Bellinger is a perfect fit for the Yankees in 2025!

We imagine our dream summer music festivals, talk bucket list items for January, get nervous about flights, and reminisce about Booty Cruise.

American investigators have arrived in South Korea to help investigate the crash of a Jeju Air flight. On Tuesday, we learned the airport's internal guidelines questioned the placement of a barrier at the end of the runway. Stephanie Sy reports. PBS News is supported by - https://www.pbs.org/newshour/about/funders

On the 20th anniversary of the Indian Ocean tsunami that took the lives of more than 220,000 people, we look at why there are so many abandoned houses that were built for survivors in Indonesia. Also, investigations are underway to determine what caused a passenger plane to crash in Kazakhstan. And, the theft of succulents has become a massive illegal trade across the globe. Plus, reconnecting with a family whose neighbor left a pile of gifts for their son before passing away.Listen to today's Music Heard on Air.Time is running out to support The World before our fundraising drive ends on Dec. 31. Donate today to power The World for another year!