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GCBC Motorsport Podcast #5: Is Jackson taller than Yuki Tsunoda? & The 2025 Italian Grand Prix. by Visionaries Global Media

Todos quisiéramos acostarnos y dormir…

En esta edición de Wellness Talks converse con el Dr. Nirdosh Kohra, médico cirujano y fundador de Bodhi Medicine, sobre la evolución de los negocios de bienestar y la importancia de sostener espacios presenciales, digitales e híbridos. A lo largo del diálogo exploramos cómo diseñar experiencias y cursos en línea que aporten verdadero valor, así como la relación entre la sanación personal y el emprendimiento consciente.También hablamos de los retos y oportunidades de llevar el bienestar al mundo digital, y del papel esencial de la meditación como práctica que sostiene tanto procesos individuales como colectivos.Este episodio es ideal para ti si te interesa el futuro del bienestar y deseas emprender un negocio o crear un proyecto con claridad, inspiración y herramientas prácticas para seguir avanzando en este camino.___________________________________________________Para saber más de The Wellness Business Lab consulta el sitio web aquí: wellnessbusinesslab.com, me encantará que formes parte de este ecosistema que impulsa proyectos conscientes y sostenibles. Además, te invito a conectarte en vivo a las próximas sesiones Wellness Talks¿Quieres conversar o tienes dudas? Escríbeme directamente a: vs@victorsaadia.com

Todos quisiéramos acostarnos y dormir…

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Taller de Vida en MVI del 4 de septiembre del 2025Basado en el libro Relaciones de Pacto de Asher IntraterPor: Andrés Osorio

Alongside dental work, hair transplants and nose jobs, people from around the world are travelling to Turkey to get leg-lengthening surgery. Ruth Michaelson reports. Help support our independent journalism at theguardian.com/infocus

Entrevista Beatriz Angulo y Mariana Zorrilla - Psicólogas moderadoras del taller "Ser abuelo shoy" by En Perspectiva

Esta meditación esta pensada para quienes tienen tiempo meditando o para quienes desean aplicar lo aprendido de manera más libre.

Geoff and Marie's Good Life: Part 6An Academy of Coitus.Marie's friends take turns to visit her and her husband.Based on posts by Only In My Mind, in 15 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.When we heard voices from the other bedroom we got up and followed the others downstairs. Marie and Jo were laughing together when we arrived in the kitchen, so lesbian love hadn't offended Jo too much. Marie looked at Kate as we entered. "Hi babe. How was it for you?"Kate smiled at her friend. "I just need to get laid so much. Now I feel so good that I can't find the words to describe it."Marie looked at me. "And what about you?""A gentleman never tells," I said. "Other than to compliment you on your choice of friends. I have enjoyed this evening immensely; but I'm wondering how you ladies would like to end it. Shall I take a quick shower while you pour me a glass of wine and decide?" And I left them to it.I was back downstairs in less than ten minutes, intrigued as to Jo and Kates' decision. Were they orgasmed out, did they want to play together or did they want to try a foursome?Marie passed me a glass of wine as I joined them. I took a sip as Marie explained that the girls couldn't decide what to do for the rest of the evening. She saw the look on my face and grinned at her friends. "Mr. Smarty Pants here obviously has some ideas." She turned to me. "Go on then. What are you thinking.""It might be better if I showed you," I suggested. I put my glass on the kitchen table and walked across to Jo. I kissed her firmly on the lips and then untied the belt on her dressing gown, allowing it to fall open. I reclaimed my wine glass and, after dipping my index finger into the ruby liquid, anointed her nipples with wine. I bent to lick it off as she stood, mesmerized, as her friends watched me."It's my belief that our Jo is a closet exhibitionist," I explained. "I think that she would enjoy an audience while I fuck her bent over the kitchen table."Jo didn't say anything but her pupils dilated even further and she licked her lips while Marie and Kate considered my words. "Is that true, Jo?" My wife purred as she approached her friend. "Do you really want Kate and I to watch while my husband fucks you over my kitchen table?"I saw a flush spread down Jo's neck down to the top of her chest. Fuck! She wasn't even this turned on while I was actually doing her!"You dirty, dirty girl." Now Kate had joined in. "I bet you even expect Marie to touch you while her husband's banging you. Is that right?"Jo was breathing heavily now. I stepped behind her and slipped the gown off her shoulders and cupped her tits as it fell to the floor. "I think that we all know what's going to happen now," I whispered in her ear. "Lean forwards with both hands on the table and don't move." I looked at the other two women. "Take your seats ladies. The show is about to start."Jo took a single step to reach the table and silently bent at the waist to lean against it. She still hadn't said a word. I stood behind her and slipped my hand between her thighs. I couldn't believe how wet she felt. "You've never done this before. Am I right?" She shook her head. ""How long have you wanted to be fucked senseless while other people have watched you?""I was on holiday in Amsterdam, before I met Patrick. There was a group of us and we got high and found a live sex show." Her voice was soft and wistful. "Everyone else thought it was a hoot but," she paused as she remembered that night. "But I watched that woman on the stage as her lover penetrated her and it was the most arousing sight I'd ever seen. I wanted to be her; to do that; to be so free."Now she sounded sad as she continued. "But life's not like that, is it? I didn't want to be a prostitute or a stripper: I just wanted to be able to do what she did, even just once."I slipped off my own dressing gown. "Will this do, Jo? It's only an audience of two, but they are going to sit and watch you being fucked. Two of your very closest friends are going to watch you take my cock. Will that do for a start? Then you can fantasize about doing it with a different audience next time."She had already come at least three times with me that evening and God alone knows what Marie had done to her, so she was already aroused when we started this game. I also had an agenda of my own that this was playing quite nicely towards. I glanced at Marie and Kate to see them staring at my cock as I placed it at Jo's entrance. Jo gasped as she realized that the game was about to get real.I slipped gradually inside her and used my hands on her hips to embed myself balls deep. Marie decided to help her friend's fantasy as I started to pump back and forth. "Look Kate. Look at how Geoff's cock is slipping in and out of Jo's cunt. Look how wet and shiny he is."Kate was genuinely excited too. "This is the first time that I've ever seen two people having sex in real life," she said, breathlessly. "This is so fucking hot. Jo you dirty bitch.""Is this what you wanted Jo?" I murmured in her ear. Two of your best friends watching while one of their husbands fucks you?""Oh, yes," she groaned. "I've wanted to do something like this for so long.""Ask Marie what it's like, watching you fucking her husband on her kitchen table," I told her."Is it, oh!" She gasped. "Marie. Is it hot watching; Oh!" Another gasp."It's beautiful, babe." Marie reassured her. "I can see his cock slipping in and out of you. It's really sexy. Maybe." My wife paused for effect. "Maybe another time you could let us watch him take you up your bum. Would you like that, you dirty girl?"Jo couldn't answer. It didn't take long before I could feel her internal muscles starting to grip as she approached her climax. She was making cute little moans in time to my thrusts and they were getting louder and more urgent every passing second. Eventually she threw her head back and cried out as she hit a massive orgasm. I kept on thrusting trying to fuck her through it, but she was spent. We helped her to a chair and left her to recover.I smiled and looked at Kate. "You next. Take up the position." Then I turned to Marie. "I don't know what you're grinning at. Line up next to her." The two women looked nonplussed for a moment, then hurried to take up position side by side in front of me. I stood for a moment wondering how this could be. Only a couple of months ago I was convinced that my wife had gone off sex, and off me. Then I had a bit of an episode when she was berating our daughter's sex life, and here we were; she and her friend are bent over the kitchen table presenting their naked backsides to me while a spent friend recovers from yet another orgasm as she watches. I was sure that there was a life lesson in there somewhere but, on the other hand, there were two naked ladies anxious to be serviced, so I decided to put existential angst on the back burner and make the most of it.I decided to take my wife first as she hadn't had any cock at all that evening, unless I counted one of the rubber ones from the naughty shop. Either way she sighed gratefully as I guided my cock into her lovely moist tunnel. "Hi honey. I'm home," I warbled as we moved together. I tried to keep count as I stroked into her. After ten, I dismounted. "I'm just popping next door," I explained as I pushed my cock into Kate. They both giggled. Ten strokes into Kate as I admired her shapely bum and then back to Marie. For the next ten minutes all you could have heard in the kitchen was the sound of my belly slapping into the buttocks of the two lovely women in front of me, punctuated by the moans as we all got closer.I was glad when Kate came first, as I was getting close myself and I really wanted to finish inside my wife. As it happened, I couldn't hold back and I spent my load into Marie before she was ready. Jo came to the rescue though, and while I was trying as hard as I could to keep going before my erection subsided, she knelt by my wife and started to rub Marie's clit. Marie was completely unprepared for it and only lasted a minute longer before she succumbed to the inevitable and gracefully collapsed onto the table giggling quietly to herself.That seemed to be an appropriate moment to bring the evening to a close, so Jo and Kate each retired to one of the en-suites for a shower before they got dressed and joined us back downstairs. It struck me that this should have felt really awkward, but it didn't; honestly. We all kissed, rather chastely under the circumstances and we wished them a safe journey home as they left together.I looked at Marie as we held hands at the door. "Well babe." I said. "Are we still a couple?"She cuddled up close. "Nothing that you did or said tonight made me anything but proud," she said. "I asked you to make my friends happy, and you did. I know that every time you make love to them you form an attachment. That's 'cos you're a big softie really; and I love you all the more for it. Let's go to bed. I want to hold you even if you can't make love again." As it happened, I could.On Thursday we had a bit of a lie in {that's married people talk for having morning sex) and then we had a light breakfast as Marie was meeting Jane for lunch. We chatted about the night before, but didn't break our promise to the girls to keep the intimate details private. I was reassured now that Marie seemed comfortable watching me have sex with her friends and I was relaxed about her lesbian quid pro quo. I admit that I was uneasy about something, though. Everything that I had been brought up to believe told me this was wrong. I was still troubled by this cultural indoctrination even though I had no logical explanation for why I was supposed to feel guilty for making two friends happy. Fuck it. I love my wife, and her friends deserve physical affection.Anyway, we changed the beds and put the soiled sheets in to wash then went to get the weekly shopping. After we'd packed everything away Marie went to meet Jane while I went to the pub for lunch. I'd decided I'd had a good workout the previous evening and deserved a treat.Marie was preparing a tagine for tea when I got home; just the two of us tonight, Colin had football practice. "Hello love," I said as I gave her a kiss. "How was your lunch date?""It was okay," Marie said thoughtfully. "Jane enjoys your flirting and she understands that I wasn't offended by her playing along. But." I wondered what was coming next. "But, I'm sorry Geoff," she said hurriedly. "She's just such an awful gossip. She told me things in confidence that I had no need to know, about people who'd be terribly embarrassed if they found out what she was saying about them. I tried to call her out on it but she doesn't seem to care."There's no way that I can invite her to meet the girls; She'd be forever pestering a solicitor, a nurse and a copper for juicy titbits, and I know your suspicions about Angie's;  activities. And if she ever found out about our language classes, it would be all over town in an hour."I was actually relieved. Yes, Jane was attractive and yes, she was young enough to be our daughter, but there was something comfortable about our arrangement with Marie's friends. Even now, I can't really explain it, but somehow it was okay for me to help my wife's friends, but screwing a friend of mine would cross a line. I think that I may be even more broken than I realized.On Friday Marie asked if it was okay if Angie stayed for the weekend. They had enjoyed our previous dance evening so much that they wanted to do it again, if I was willing. Was I ever! I rang to arrange for a taxi that evening and asked if Ken was free. He'd taken us the last time we went out together and I rather enjoyed his company. I have to admit that I was looking forward to finding out if my companions' behavior that night had any; repercussions in his own marital relations.That afternoon, I picked Colin up from school and we discussed his homework, population dynamics and how women's reproductive choices could affect prosperity and economic growth. It was interesting and we lost track of time until his gran called him for his tea. We sat with him and chatted while he ate. We'd decided to eat out later with Angie. Colin's ears pricked up when we explained why we weren't eating with him. "Oh," he said. "Will mum be acting all weird again on the way home then?"Marie explained to him that she and Angie were very good friends and loved each other very much. But his mum had misunderstood and thought that meant that Gran didn't love me anymore. She reassured Colin that she loved his grandad more than ever and we both wanted Angie to have people in her life that cared for her; so we were happy for her to come and stay and spend time with us both.Colin gave me a very thoughtful look before he went to finish his homework. Marie and I glanced meaningfully at each other, shrugged and went to get showered and changed.Angie arrived just after six, as I was on the phone to Linda. Angie dashed into the study to give Colin a hug while I called upstairs to tell Marie that Linda was on her way home from work and would be with us to collect Colin in quarter of an hour. Angie grabbed her case from near the door to go and get changed upstairs as Marie came down to meet her. Colin came out of the study to show me his homework, and he watched as the two friends met and gave each other a loving hug, and a passionate kiss."Oops," said Colin. "Good job Mum missed that. She'd have seriously got her knickers in a twist." We just grinned at each other and then went to sit in the kitchen so he could show me his work. It was a thoughtful piece that contrasted, in a thirteen year old's words, the importance of women to an economy and their lower status in too many societies. Open minded and empathetic, he was going to be a real catch when he grew up. That decided me: I needed to have a long chat with his mum.By the time Linda arrived we were all downstairs. The girls looked stunning. Marie was in a long dark blue dress with a scooped neck, showing her amazing cleavage. Angie was in a long burgundy dress with a split to mid-thigh. Their makeup was subtle but they glowed.Me? Really? Okay: I was in a blue two-piece suit, a shade darker than my wife's dress. I thought it would be nice to coordinate with both my girls so I put on a burgundy silk tie, with an Eldridge knot, to match Angie's dress. Smart brown shoes completed the ensemble, as though anyone would be looking at me!Linda followed the voices to the kitchen when she arrived. Marie and her friend were raiding my wine rack for a nice white to chill in time for our return home. "Wow! Mum, Angie, you both look amazing."My wife waited for a second, probably to see if there were any judgmental caveats to follow before she replied. "Thank you love. That's very nice of you to say so. Your Dad and I really enjoyed our last dance night with Angie, so we thought it would be nice to do it more often."Colin and I joined them in the kitchen as she was speaking and I stood between Marie and her friend with an arm around both of their waists. "Aren't I the luckiest man?" I gave Marie a peck on the cheek and then did the same to Angie. I looked squarely at Linda. "Two gorgeous women all to myself tonight." Linda flushed and I swear I heard Colin snort behind me.The three women went into the living room to chat, while Colin and I tried to find a nice wine for later. In the end, Colin chose a Pinot Grigio for us;  he said that he thought we might enjoy the white pear and lychee taste;  so we put a bottle in the fridge. Seeing as we were already in the kitchen, I took one of my 'special' tablets, making sure that Colin didn't see me. It was one thing telling Colin that Marie and I loved Auntie Angie: I wasn't about to explain that I was taking an erection enhancing drug so that I could have sex with them both all night!Anyway, Linda and Colin left without any drama just as our taxi pulled up. Marie went through her checklist for me. "Have you got your wallet, door keys, handkerchief?"I probably looked a bit insulted. "Yes dear," I sighed."Have you taken your tablet?" Marie asked. Angie gave me a look; at my groin."Yes dear.""Did you remember the condoms?" She fell about laughing. "Oh Geoff. The look on your face."I smiled. "Come on you daft bat. We're not getting any younger."The girls walked together towards the taxi and, as I locked up, I heard a squeal of joy from Angie. "Geoff! You complete genius. You got Ken to drive us." She all but skipped down the driveway and threw her arms around the poor man's neck. "Ken! You're my favorite cabbie. I'm so pleased to see you again." She demonstrated her sincerity by planting a big kiss on his mouth. I'm as certain as I can be that there was tongue involved.I looked at my wife. "I bet you're pleased to see Ken too." She nodded shyly. "I imagine he's your favorite cabbie as well." She just smiled. It seemed to be my night for sighing. "So go and show Ken how glad you are that he's our driver tonight." To her credit, she gave me a lovely hug first and then went to give Ken a big kiss. He also got the bonus of a lovely bosom pressed up against him, as well as a damn good look down a damn fine cleavage.We set off for the country hotel hosting the dinner dance, with me in the front with Ken and my two ladies plotting in the seat behind us. "Do you remember us Ken?" I asked."Vividly." He replied, apparently surprised that I should even have asked."You mentioned, as you dropped us off last time, something about your wife, er, may perhaps be going to benefit from the experience," I said, rather hesitantly.He looked both embarrassed and rather smug. "Er, well yes. She 'benefitted' twice that night and once again the next morning.""Oh, Ken!" Came a chorus from the rear seats."You naughty saucepot," said Angie. Ken smirked. "So did you do it up her bum?" Angie continued conversationally. It was fascinating watching his satisfied expression morph into a rictus of terror as he recalled how Angie had tormented me the first time that he drove us. "Well?" She persisted. "Do you sometimes go 'in' the 'out' door?""You know you're going to have to answer her, don't you?" I observed, as kindly as I could, when I saw his hesitation. "She's relentless, especially when she's interrogating someone about sex.""N, No," he stammered eventually. "We've never done that.""Me neither," she said wistfully. "She has." She meant Marie. "The luck bitch. Do you think Geoff would do me up the bum, if I ask him nicely?""Do women actually like that sort of thing?" He asked warily."Well I don't know, do I?" She was getting a little testy now. "I just admitted that I've never done it. You'll have to ask Mrs. Smuggy McSmugface here."Marie spared him having to ask. "It was an odd feeling," she volunteered cheerfully. "And it felt very naughty." She thought for a moment. "I did have a massive orgasm though. We're definitely going to do it again, but next time we'll prepare better, so that we can do it bareback." She sat back in her seat and looked fondly at her best friend. "I'm sure Geoff would love to do yours too. Shopping trip tomorrow? To get some enema kits?"Ken looked me helplessly. "Are they always like this?"I gave his question some serious thought. "Individually, no; together, sometimes but together with the prospect of sex; always!"I heard some more whispering behind me and I was sure one of the women murmured, "We'll keep that for the trip home." The dirty laughs that followed convinced me that they were on a hyper tonight and, I'm not sure if you'd noticed, they haven't had a drop to drink yet!We drove more or less in silence for the rest of the journey. It wasn't far. I knew the return trip was likely to be; challenging; but I didn't say anything to Ken. No need to alarm him prematurely after all.When we arrived at the hotel, the girls stayed in the back of the taxi until Ken realized that they were waiting for him to open the doors for them. Angie was sitting on the driver's side so he let her out first. I swear that I saw her rub her hand along the front of his trousers as she got out. She bobbed down and looked across to Marie, still sitting behind my seat, "I think Ken enjoyed our company."The poor man walked around to the passenger side and opened the door for Marie and stood to attention with a look of resignation on his face as Marie stepped out and 'accidentally' stroked his groin too. She grinned across the cab roof at her friend and said, "Perhaps we should talk about something else on the way home. Do tell us you'll be driving us back tonight, Ken.""Er, Yes Madam, The gentleman insisted.""Oh goody! We love our little chats," Marie beamed.I paid our fare, with a generous tip, and clapped him gently on the shoulder. "It's only a ten minute drive," I told him. "It probably won't be too bad. Probably."

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Tras meses de conversaciones en torno a las ovejas y al potencial de su lana, la AVV Valón anuncia la llegada de un taller muy especial junto a Lanbroa Sombreros este mes de septiembre. La cita se presenta como un espacio creativo y experimental en formato pop-up, en el que el público podrá trabajar directamente con este material autóctono, descubrir sus múltiples posibilidades y otorgarle nuevas formas y significados a través de la imaginación y las manos. El objetivo es claro: poner en valor la lana gallega, recuperar su esencia y demostrar que de lo más cercano y cotidiano pueden surgir piezas únicas. Se trata de un encuentro abierto para sorprenderse colectivamente con lo que nace de lo propio, combinando tradición, sostenibilidad y creatividad.

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Hoy tuvimos la oportunidad de entrevistar a la increíble Gabriela JaureguiGabriela Jauregui (Ciudad de México) es autora de la novela Feral, publicada por Sexto Piso en 2022, ganadora del Premio Nacional de Bellas Artes 2023 y finalista al Premio Amazon de primera novela 2023. También es autora del libro de cuentos La memoria de las cosas (Sexto Piso, 2015), así como del libro de ensayo y poesía ManyFiestas (Gato Negro, 2017), de los poemarios Leash Seeks Lost Bitch (Song Cave, 2016) y Controlled Decay (Akashic Books, 2008) y coautora de Taller de Taquimecanografía (Tumbona, 2011). Además, es editora y autora de Tsunami, Tsunami 2 y Tsunami 3 (Sexto Piso), así como de Tsunami (Feminist Press 2025). Es doctora en literatura comparada por parte de la Universidad del Sur de California, obtuvo la maestría en escritura creativa por parte de la Universidad de California, Riverside, y una maestría en literatura comparada por la Universidad de California, Irvine. Es editora y cofundadora del colectivo editorial Surplus Ediciones en México y presidenta del Jurado del Premio Aura Estrada para jóvenes escritoras. En 2017 fue seleccionada como una de las 39 escritoras más prometedoras en América Latina de menos de 40 años, en la lista Bogotá39.

Taller realizado el 3 de septiembre 2025

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A la primera part del Voltant i Girant Estiu parlarem amb Paula Arques, pedagoga i orientadora educativa, i Laia Martí, psicòloga general sanitària perquè este divendres 5 de setembre impartiran un taller anomenat “T’estàs preparant per a l’ESO?”, pensat per donar eines als alumnes que comencen esta nova etapa educativa.

Envíame un mensajeEl orden en el hogar en el ámbito espiritual es de suma importancia. Este concepto hasta los demonios lo saben. Luis Román nos explica como podemos proteger nuestro hogar y que cosas no debemos hacer que nos quitan el orden de Dios.Support the show YouTube Facebook Telegram Instagram Tik Tok Twitter

Nova imatge als carrers comercials del nucli antic amb els murals que està pintant l'artista lloretenca Eva Ramos (Pinta'm Taller). En total, són cinc dibuixos que mostren elements i personatges relacionats amb Lloret de Mar. Amb aquesta iniciativa, l'Ajuntament pretén “embellir els carrers del nucli antic, dinamitzar la zona comercial i millorar la imatge de […]

Taller de vida, en MVI del jueves 28 de agosto del 2025Por: Juan Guillermo García.

Puede llegar a ser angustiante de por sí enfrentar los problemas y las situaciones que vivimos, y además lidiar con lo que sentimos en nuestro cuerpo: los síntomas y sensaciones que aparecen. ✨La relación que tenemos con estas sensaciones puede ser clave, tanto para determinar si seguiremos sufriéndolas como para comprender qué necesitamos en ese momento.“¿Qué necesito ahora?” es la pregunta a la que quiero invitarte hoy en esta meditación.Espero que te guste.

Puede llegar a ser angustiante de por sí enfrentar los problemas y las situaciones que vivimos, y además lidiar con lo que sentimos en nuestro cuerpo: los síntomas y sensaciones que aparecen. ✨La relación que tenemos con estas sensaciones puede ser clave, tanto para determinar si seguiremos sufriéndolas como para comprender qué necesitamos en ese momento.“¿Qué necesito ahora?” es la pregunta a la que quiero invitarte hoy en esta meditación.Espero que te guste.

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- ¿Quieres ir a lo profundo y sanar desde ahí?, te invito a conocer el Taller Ave Fenix: https://www.EscueladelaFelicidad.org #Estrés #FalsoYo #CuestionarCreencias #TallerDeTransformación #ConcienciaPlena #DespertarInterior #Autoconocimiento #LiberaciónEmocional #SanaciónInterior #VivirEnPaz #DesarrolloPersonal #CambioDeCreencias #Mindfulness #VidaConsciente #EscuelaDeLaFelicidad

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Un taller que enseña a comunicar con enfoque de derechos, igualdad y prevención de la violencia de género. Palabras que transforman y cambian realidades.

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Mike Prater and Johnny Ballgame (Mallory) are the popular afternoon drive sports talkers in Boise on 95.3 The Ticket, Prater & The Ballgame. Longtime visitors to The CGP, we like them so much we borrowed from Cubs great Ernie Banks: Let's Play Two! Two segments with the boys starting with discussing how to replace the great Ashton Jeanty. Then, the issue/non-issue of starting QB Maddux Madsen - why can't he be taller? Fasten your seat belts because when Prater and Ballgame stop by, it's a rollicking good time The Christopher Gabriel Program ----------------------------------------------------------- Please Like, Comment and Follow 'The Christopher Gabriel Program' on all platforms: The Christopher Gabriel Program is available on the KMJNOW app, Apple Podcasts, Spotify, YouTube or wherever else you listen to podcasts. --- The Christopher Gabriel Program | Website | Facebook | X | Instagram | --- Everything KMJ KMJNOW App | Podcasts | Facebook | X | Instagram See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

El momento de despertar puede ser el momento en que muchos tienen un pequeño espacio, un pequeño momento antes de comenzar el día. Y a modo de apoyarte a mantener una práctica diaria o regular, te invito a seguir la guía de esta meditación, con un poco de imaginería, y foco en tu respiración...Te deseo una buena mañana, Andrés.......¿Te interesa conocer más del Taller de Escritura Terapéutica? Sólo haz click aquí

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Taller 2 de un ciclo de 4 , basados en mi libro "Educar sin Culpa" y actualizado.Comprenderemos en este episodio la importancia de la frustración, de frenar los impulsos para transformarnos en personas. También se abordan los "modelos parentales" : negligente, autoritario, permisivo y autorizado. Conocer nuestro estilo nos ayuda a hacer una pausa y elegir una forma nueva de educar Si evitamos que sufran, evitamos que crezcan...

La angustia, u otras emociones fuertes, pueden volver constantemente durante un día, una semana, o regresar cada cierto tiempo en nuestras vidas.Pero intentar anularlas, negarlas o no escucharlas solo dificulta las cosas. En realidad, lo que necesitamos es abrirnos a ver y notar que, a pesar de sentir estas emociones, también podemos encontrar espacios de calma, incluso en nuestro propio cuerpo.Porque no se trata únicamente de dejar de sentir angustia o ansiedad, sino de reconocer la amalgama de emociones y sensaciones que vivimos junto a ellas.Y es allí, en medio de esa complejidad, donde la calma puede estar reposando, esperando ser descubierta…......¿Te interesa conocer más del Taller de Escritura Terapéutica? Sólo haz click aquí

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Mono No Aware (物の哀れ), es el un concepto japonés para describir la sensación de melancolía por darnos cuenta en el presente de que las cosas cambiarán. Esa melancolía nos lleva a apegarnos más al momento presente, a sentirlo porque no lo queremos soltar, pero también conlleva aceptar que hay que seguir avanzando. Como contaba, me pasó hace el sentir esta sensación de forma muy fuerte, y fue como un fuerte ancla para vivir el presente, sintiendo también que es sano que las cosas cambien y pasemos a lo siguiente. A veces la vida se siente muy rápida, pero también podemos observarlas y poner un poco de pausa para disfrutar de lo que estamos viviendo ahora; o por lo menos entender que ni lo bueno, ni lo malo durarán para siempre...El enlace para mi boletín lo encuentras aquí. ......¿Te interesa conocer más del Taller de Escritura Terapéutica? Sólo haz click aquí

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Me gusta volver a estos ejercicios básicos. Ahora, básico no significa sencillo, ya que algo que parece tan simple como concentrarte en tu respiración puede llegar a ser un desafío, y eso depende de incluso cosas dentro tuyo, como fuera de ti (como de las situaciones que pueden estar pasando en tu vida). Así que en vez de intentar apuntar a una práctica perfecta, esta tiene como objetivo notar lo bonito en lo imperfecto de una meditación en donde convivimos con una mente movida, cambiante e inquieta. Espero que la disfrutes. Un abrazo, Andrés. ¿Te interesa conocer más del Taller de Escritura Terapéutica? Sólo haz click aquí

Tara, Caroline and Allison dive into the intersection of fashion, interior design, and psychology. They discuss the concept of ego strength rooted in Freudian psychology and share their personal experiences of starting their businesses. The conversation explores how they dealt with initial insecurities, client interactions, and maturing into confident business owners. They also highlight the importance of communication, avoiding blame, and approaching conflicts with curiosity to foster better relationships professionally and personally. Topics 00:27 Casual Banter and Personal Anecdotes 02:11 Discussing Ego Strength in Design and Style 05:41 Starting and Growing a Business 06:37 Handling Difficult Conversations 08:22 Effective Communication Strategies 13:03 Conclusion and Farewell

Inscribete aquí: https://bit.ly/3J3rvIa¿Cuántos de tus problemas desaparecerían si pudieras encontrar —y borrar— las debilidades que vienen de tu sistema familiar?Quizás no es tuyo… pero lo estás cargando.Quizás no lo viviste… pero lo estás repitiendo.Este taller es para descubrirlo y liberarlo desde la raíz.✨ Taller especial: Constelaciones Familiares + Método YuenUna experiencia transformadora donde combinamos la profundidad de las constelaciones con la precisión del Método Yuen.

Taller especial: Constelaciones Familiares + Método Yuen¿Cuántos de tus problemas desaparecerían si pudieras encontrar —y borrar— las debilidades que vienen de tu sistema familiar?Quizás no es tuyo… pero lo estás cargando.Quizás no lo viviste… pero lo estás repitiendo.Este taller es para descubrirlo y liberarlo desde la raíz.Una experiencia transformadora donde combinamos la profundidad de las constelaciones con la precisión del Método Yuen.

Impermanencia ✨La impermanencia es la idea de que todo cambia y nada permanece igual.Es un concepto que podemos aplicar tanto a lo que nos ocurre externamente

Tu mente también necesita papel.En este episodio breve, presentamos el taller Escribir para estar mejor, una experiencia virtual de 4 horas que combina escritura personal y arteterapia como herramientas concretas para ordenar la mente, tomar perspectiva y generar bienestar.Durante la primera parte del taller aprenderás a establecer tu propio método de diario: cómo iniciar, qué registrar, qué preguntas hacerte, cómo mantener la constancia, qué tipo de lenguaje usar y cómo ese ejercicio puede ayudarte a pensar con más claridad.La segunda parte del taller estará guiada por ejercicios de arteterapia: prácticas sensoriales, simbólicas y visuales que facilitan el acceso a emociones y experiencias que a veces no logramos verbalizar fácilmente. Desde ahí, la escritura se transforma en una vía más corporal, intuitiva y liberadora.Este taller se conecta con las campañas que Paredro ha desarrollado sobre lectura profunda, lenguaje empático y salud mental. Es una forma de continuar trabajando con las palabras, no solo para comunicarnos, sino para cuidarnos.

 Comprender cómo la culpa impacta a la hora de educar y aprender a manejarla.¿Por qué sentimos culpa al poner límites?Educar es cansarse amorosamente.Recuperar el entusiasmo.Sobreproteger es desproteger Madres/Padres “vestales”: Miedo a que no nos quieran.Taller 1 de 4, ciclo 2025

Estas en eso de explorar impartir un taller? transmitir lo que sabes a veces no es tan sencillo como parece, peeeero tu tranqui en este episodio vemos consejos y tips ¿Cómo preparar un taller de ilustración? ¿Qué tomar en cuenta para poder hacer un taller que te guste a ti y a los que asisten? :) Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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