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In 2018, Bri Lee's brilliant young friend Damian was named a Rhodes Scholar, an apex of academic achievement. When she goes to visit him and takes a tour of Oxford and Rhodes House, she begins questioning her belief in a system she has previously revered, as she learns the truth behind what Virginia Woolf described almost a century earlier as the 'stream of gold and silver' that flows through elite institutions and dictates decisions about who deserves to be educated there.

A gentle pause in your day to find rest, peace, and truth in God's Word. This podcast is for women and families walking through sorrow-whether grieving the loss of a baby, or carrying a baby whose life my be brief, or living with chronic illness that weighs on your body and soul. Each week, we speak honestly about grief, endurance, and the unshakable hope we have in Christ- a hope that meets us in the pain and brings lasting joy. You are not alone. By God's grace, you can endure, and rejoice again.

A well-established legal doctrine that a defendant must 'take their victim as they find them'. If a single punch kills someone because of their thin skull, that victim's weakness cannot mitigate the seriousness of the crime. But what if it also works the other way? What if a defendant on trial for sexual crimes has to accept his 'victim' as she comes: a strong, determined accuser who knows the legal system, who will not back down until justice is done? Bri Lee began her first day of work at the Queensland District Court as a bright-eyed judge's associate. Two years later she was back as the complainant in her own case.

Our bond is steel. We began to rebuild what we had, because I’m determined to make things right. Someone is out to ruin me, and they’re using Anais to do it. Danger threatened to take her from me forever. But what they don’t know is when someone threatens what is mine, there will be hell to pay.

If love costs and art takes, what price do we pay for wanting it all? The Work is about the biggest intersections of life: of art and commerce, of intimacy and distance, of talent and entitlement, and of labor and privilege.

You were either fit and trim or you weren't working hard enough. Your body was how you conveyed wealth and status to your peers, it was a personality trait, a symbol of goodness and values: an ethical ideal. In recent decades women have made momentous progress fighting the patriarchy, yet they are held to ever-stricter, more punishing physical standards. Self-worth still plummets, and eating disorders are more deadly for how easily they are dismissed.

A weekly discussion of all things love, sex, kink/bdsm, astrology, and spirituality. Visit www.lovesexandmagic.co to read the blog and shop for metaphysical items like crystals and handmade jewelry. Head to patreon.com/lovesexandmagicpodcast to become a patron and receive bonus goodies.

She is scarred. When I stormed into her life, it was supposed to be temporary. Anais was supposed to be like the rest. Then I became addicted. My past caught up with me and she walked out before I could make her mine. Tragedy strikes and I have no choice but to bring her back into my world. In order to protect her, I convince her to wear my ring. But I fear even I can’t protect her from the turmoil we’re about to face.

I was in the wrong place at the wrong time when Broderick Cross saved me from an untimely fate. I hated him with every fiber of my being, and I know he won’t touch me because I’m his best friend’s sister. Or that’s what I thought. But even with danger knocking on my door, the one I need protection from is him.

Damien Cross treats New York City as if it’s his personal playground. He sees. He touches. He conquers. He holds the fate of my family in his hands. And makes a deal with me I can’t refuse. He’ll forgive my father’s debt if he can have something in exchange: me. I promised myself I wouldn’t get addicted, but nothing is guaranteed when you make a deal with a savage. Now this debt is my cross to bear.

When my world was ripped out from under me, I craved solitude so that I could heal. It became a habit until I saw her. She might hate me, but that’s okay. She doesn’t know that she’s my obsession. And I’m the only one who can protect her, because she’s mine.

She ran and hid in one of the biggest cities in the world. It’s the best place to remain anonymous if you try hard enough. But that all comes crashing down when I spend the night with her. My new assistant. I made a vow to never mention the night we spent together again. She didn’t know who I was and I preferred to keep it that way. But when her past comes back to haunt her I’m the only one who can help her fight the demons that curse her.

Blood Sex Magic is an invitation and an awakening—a guide toward a life of connection to self and spirit, to the seen and unseen realms, and to magical traditions past and future. Bri Luna honors traditions from her African American and Mexican roots and celebrates magic that is “from dirt and blood, jewels and bones, moon and sun.”

Mitchell is a brilliant biologist, committed to the environment and the growing global anti-natalist movement. For one month each year he lives with his colleague Frances in a utopia of radical equality and scientific dedication in Antarctica. They are concluding the Anarctos Project: a seed vault in an isolated, secret location. It is a biodiversity insurance policy against humanity’s devastating effects on the rapidly warming planet.

You've seen the headlines. You've watched the TV footage. People around the world are in dire situations and on the move. Current estimates suggest over 100 million people are forcibly displaced from their homes and seeking refuge in other countries. It seems as if everyone wants to come to the U.S., and if we're honest, that gives many of us pause.

Desperate times lead to desperate measures . . . That's how I ended up in an auction. The money from it would be my way out. My last chance. Then I saw him, and hope flashed through my mind when he placed a bid. It shouldn't have. Because I didn't know about the dark edges that surrounded his soul, the ones that should never see the light of day.

I could run, but I couldn't hide. If there's one thing I learned in this life, is that I couldn't stay where I'm not wanted. That's why I fled from Ace Bolton's home and went into hiding. No one would care if I was gone, or so I thought. Staying hidden while the world around me imploded was the only way I thought I could stay safe. But nothing is ever as it seems.

Just your basic young adults navigating life with chronic illnesses. Join warriors, Bri & Beka, as they discuss life with a chronic illness, share their personal stories, and chat with other warriors. We encourage you to get social with us on social media by liking our Facebook page, “Those Girls with Arthritis”, and following us on instagram @thosegirlswitharthritis. Don't forget to subscribe, so you won't miss an episode! Disclaimer: Those Girls with Arthritis was created by two friends hoping to share their personal experiences and learn from others. We are not medical experts. Please ...

Today's savvy e-commerce business owner knows how to compete. In years past, a business shopped for the products they wanted to resell, then they purchased the items and stored them while they searched for an end user or consumer. Once the product was sold, they shipped the item to their customer. Drop shipping is a proven way of reducing or eliminating many of these expenses, thus making the end price lower for the consumer and more profitable for the seller. This guide will tell you how to get started.

What started as a blog is now a podcast. Hosted by Bri-anne Swan (United Church of Canada minister, singer-songwriter, writer(?), and occasional holy shit-stirrer), This Used to Be a Blog is a simple podcast: one voice, one mic, and words that started as blog posts—now spoken aloud. These are essays about faith, doubt, politics, grief, justice, and what it means to stay human in an age that keeps trying to hollow us out. Sometimes there’s a prayer. Sometimes there’s just a pause. You don’t have to be religious. You just have to care about people. Whether you’re aching, angry, hopeful...