Hekate Liminal Rites: A Study of the rituals, magic and symbols of the torch-bearing Triple Goddess of the Crossroads

Review Extracts from Reviews: "I found every chapter interesting but my favourites were 'Hymns' which includes Prayer to Selene for any operation, 'Invocation' which includes a description of a summoning of Hekate, 'Defixiones'-a detailed description of binding curses and 'Charms from the PGM' which includes a list of charms in the Greek Magical Papyri'. There are some great mini-chapters regarding Hekate's followers including Medea, Circe and The Witches of Thessaly. I only wish some of the chapters had been a bit longer though it does contain an extensive bibliography which has introduced me to some books on Hekate that i had not discovered before." C Norris, Amazon Reviewer "'Hekate Liminal Rites' is a truly fascinating read. The authors' writing is extremely well researched, and draws upon both accurate and historical material throughout this work. However, unlike so many other historical studies, this little book also manages to evoke such a presence of Hekate that it is almost experiential; and I found it impossible to continue reading without first lighting a candle (or three!!) for this deity." Vikki Bramshaw, author of Craft of the Wise "As with other works by these authors it is clear that their intent is to illuminate the subject for the reader. The book is clear and intelligible but does not seek to simplify the subtleties of history nor to disguise interpretation as truth." Magin Rose, Artist and Amazon Reviewer "It seems like someone should have done a book like this before, but the thing is they have not. The research goes into areas that other books on Hekate does not, and its clear that the authors must have been familiar with the other key works and instead of producing something to rival it they produced this book, which clearly compliments the work presented in the other books. It focusses on the areas of spiritual and magical practice, therefore making this a perfect book not only for scholars and students interested in learning more about the Goddess Hekate, but also for practitioners of magic today who want to be able to take inspiration from the ancient practices." Scarlet River, Amazon Reviewer About the Author Sorita d'Este is an author, researcher and publisher who manifests her knowledge and passion for the Mysteries through her work. Her research and writing pushes at the boundaries of Western Esoterica and beyond, often questioning and challenging the status quo and inspiring others towards experiential mysticism with firm foundations built on lessons learned from history, standing positively in today and looking with enthusiasm towards the future. She passionately believes that it is possible to manifest creativity, positivity, love and enchantment through the creation of independent, free-thinking and more spiritual communities, with firm foundations in truth, natural balance and generosity.David Rankine is an occult scholar and author of more than 20 books on the subject of magic, the western esoteric traditions, folklore and mythology. Since the 1970's he has been researching and exploring magical and spiritual practices throughout history; a journey which has taken him from ancient Sumeria, Babylonia and Egypt through Greece, Rome and Britain through the middle ages and renaissance and the modern Western Mystery Traditions. With Stephen Skinner he has produced works such as The Veritable Key of Solomon and the Goetia of Dr Rudd, both highly regarded groundbreaking works which make available previously unpublished source materials for the first time.

The Temple of Hekate: Exploring the Goddess Hekate Through Ritual, Meditation and Divination

Review This book was recommended to me by the author of Her Sacred Fires, Sorita De Estes who also has a Youtube channel by that name. I am extremely pleased by the content of this book. Even though a few of the chapters review various forms of exercises relating to the basics of ritual preparation predominantly of Greek antiquity origin (setting up altars, various info on the elements, winds, Hecate incense formulas, the bulk of the book is written in an almost scholarly format including footnotes concerning who the Goddess is, various origins possibilities, many great devotional exercises and even ancient hand gestures relating to Hecate. It is one of the few credible books on Hecate in my opinion. mainly because most of the book is NOIT the authors opinions and assumptions. Sanchez pretty much sticks to actual historical/cultural/ mythical information which is well documented by her research. I especially value the exercises and authentic devotional practices meant to enhance and further develop your own relationship and interaction with the Goddess Hecate. I highly recommend this book to anyone who is sincerely interested in this Goddess. - michele braun, Amazon reviewer About the Author Once upon a time there was a little girl who took all the other children in the street seriously when they said that if you went to the playground at midnight and skipped around the swings backwards three times the fairies would appear. So she set her alarm, snuck out the house and did as she had been instructed, the other children never did believe her when she recounted her tale. But as a result that little girl grew up to be only a slightly bigger girl with very wild hair and sometimes rather wild eyes who never stopped searching for fairies in the playground and trolls under bridges, and who harkened to things that went bump in the night and often pondered the source of those half whispered secrets in the quiet time just between wakefulness and sleep. In her twenties she embarked on a quest to find the meaning of life the universe and everything and was rather alarmed to discover that indeed one answer could be the number 42, it has been pretty much downhill since then. Although Kentish Maid by birth (NOT a Maid of Kent) Tara currently resides on the Cheshire/Derbyshire border with her long suffering husband, beautiful and precocious daughter and a gaggle of cats and can often be discovered getting pixie led in the peaks or spinning on her beloved spinning wheel, one day she may actually get some proper work done. She is always happy to correspond with anybody genuinely interested in the Mysteries and can be contacted by email at the following address: enquiries@templeofhekate.net

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Pagan Portals - Hekate: A Devotional

About the Author Vivienne Moss is a Solitary Witch, Mystic, and Priestess of Hekate who resides in a small Indiana town. She spends her days brewing up trouble with her boyfriend and two daughters, and her nights dreaming the enchanted life. When she’s not writing, you’ll find her taking long walks in the forest or strolling through the local cemetery. A lover of all things occult, Vivienne dedicates her time to the study of esoteric knowledge. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Pagan Portals Hekate A Devotional By Vivienne Moss John Hunt Publishing Ltd. Copyright © 2015 Vivienne MossAll rights reserved.ISBN: 978-1-78535-161-7 Contents Introduction – Into the Storm, Chapter 1 — In the House of Hekate, Chapter 2 — At the Crossroads We Meet, Chapter 3 — At the Gates of Death, Chapter 4 — To Embrace the Muse, Chapter 5 — Our Lady of the Witches' Craft, Chapter 6 — The Breath of Life, Chapter 7 — Hekate — She Who Is All, Chapter 8 — The Cunning Way, Conclusion, Recommended Reading, CHAPTER 1 In the House of Hekate Hekate, You are the allure of Autumn and the madness of Winter. You are the smell of damp earth after the passing of storms. You are the Raven's flight and the Owl's call. You are the soft glow of Sunset and the hoary light of the Moon. You are the crisp breath of a Midwinter morn and the soft sigh of Spring's awakening. You are the silence of Death and the enchantment of Life. Hekate, My Queen, You are..... [Vivienne Moss] She Whispers in my Dreams I first heard Her in the realm of my dreams. She was softly calling to me, beckoning me to follow. I silently shadowed Her, unsure of where we were headed. I heard birdsong in the distance and the crashing of waves. She led me to a seashore where we stopped by the entrance of a secluded cave. As I stepped into the cave a soft glow of welcoming light enveloped me. There were ancient markings on the stone walls, symbols both arcane and unfamiliar. On the floor of the cave was a small altar decorated with skulls, feathers and all manner of found baubles. Fruit, honey, and wine were laid out pleasingly, ready for this shrouded figure to consume. I looked deeply into Her primeval eyes, knowing instantly who She was. Hekate, Queen of Witches. She had claimed me as Her own. I awaken from my slumber, embracing my new self. Hekate, I whisper, I am Yours.... Many times I have traveled to Hekate's cave in Spirit Flight. She is always shrouded, Her features hidden. Only the depths of Her eyes can be seen. They go on for eternity, full of knowledge and, sometimes, sadness. She has seen all; the beginning of Earth and the slow destruction of these sacred lands. Hekate is one of the first of many Gods to inhabit this world. She is as ancient as the Starry Heavens and Her reach is far. She dwells on the borders of this world and the Shadow-Lands, Her cave safely hidden at an ancient Crossroads. It is so ancient that no memory of it survives. You can only find it during Spirit-Flight, or Hedge-Riding, much like the Witch's Mountain or Benevento. She visits my Dream-World often, leaving hints of Her esoteric knowledge in Her wake. As I ride the currents of eternity to Her hidden cave, I feel the rush of Death pass me by. The once hidden Shadow-Lands materialize, figures emerging, both uncanny and obscene. Feeling the tug of forgetfulness, I steady my senses, bracing for the Night Queen to arrive ... And arrive She does. With each visit to Her Cave of Dreams, I grow closer to the Pale Mother — She Who is Born of Stars. For it is the stardust of dreams that gather at the tides of the seasons, bringing the Spirits of the Shadow-Lands closer to our waking world. Hekate — I Dream with You tonight May I elude the Spirit of Forgetfulness ... The Hearth of Remembrance The Shadow-Lands, or Otherworlds as they are more often called, are just beyond our Earthly realm. Spirits dwell there. Some were once human, our Ancestors, but many are Spirits who have never had a human form. They have been here from the beginning, much like our Gods. Hekate, a psychopomp, is an intermediary between the living and the dead, the Spirits and mankind. She protects the home from wayward Spirits and ghosts, and guides lost souls back to their Underworld home. Much of my work with Hekate includes my Ancestors and the Mighty Dead. A shrine dedicated to them is a main focal point in my home. It cannot be missed. When you walk into my home you can sense the uncanny, yet welcoming, feel of enchantment. Oddments of witchcraft can be found throughout my home. A feather here, a solitary stone there, an old and weathered bone tucked neatly beside a candle. The hearth houses my Ancestor shrine, candles are lit daily, fresh water offered at first light. Prayers of gratitude and reverence are whispered on hallowed breath. Trinkets of loved ones are placed lovingly on the shrine. Pictures, a pipe, a shell casing from my brother's funeral and a rose for my grandmother are but a few of the items to be found on the shrine. I can often be found reading next to the hearth, feeling comforted by the presence of my loved ones who have passed beyond the veil. This is the heart of my home. With the help of Hekate, magic is woven through the fibers of my home, enchantment and mystery live within these walls. The voices of my Ancestors are heard within my dreams. Hekate, Lady of the Home, As I wake in the morning I feel blessed knowing You are here. Your essence and magic can be found in the laughter of my children who sleep safely under Your roof. It is You who watches over us as we sleep, sending away unruly Spirits who may cause us harm. Hekate, Queen of the Dead, As I lay down to sleep I thank you for bringing me closer to my Ancestors. I know they are safe in the Realm of the Dead under Your loving embrace. As the candles are spent, Your Torches burn, guiding them home ... She Who Guards the Threshold On the threshold of my home hangs a solitary skeleton key. This is Hekate's Key, She who Guards the Gate. With the presence of this Key only those who mean no harm may enter. It has been charged with protective charms and blessed on the altar of Hekate. Hekate is very protective of those who show Her devotion. One of Her earliest manifestations is as a Household Goddess. She was called upon to protect the home and those living within. Hekate was invoked to protect loved ones while traveling and small shrines were erected in Her honor outside the home's entrance. Every Full Moon I recharge Hekate's Key for the protection of my home as well as my loved ones. It has not failed me nor do I predict it ever will. Her Key is a very potent tool in that it helps to avert evil from entering my home. And believe me, there is evil out there. Not only in Spirit form, but also humans who can be one of the vilest of entities. I am a very protective mother of two daughters. There are those out there who can and will, if given a chance, harm them. I will do anything to stop that from happening. Knowing Hekate is there to help protect them eases my mind. Hekate can be a fearsome Goddess. She is Brimo, The Terrifying One, causing strife to those who cross Her. She is Deinos, The Dread Goddess, Bringer of Death and Destruction. Her Hell Hounds are known to prowl the night, hunting malevolent Spirits and people. She is not one to be taken lightly. She will strike you down, leaving your rotting carcass for Her Hell Hounds to devour. Beware Deinos — The Dread Goddess from the Worlds Below She who is Brimo of the Crackling Flame Hekate of the Night She is called, She who leaves Death and Destruction in Her wake ... Hekate Brimo, I beseech thee, lay waste to those of evil nature Bring them to their knees, destroy them all! Hekate Deinos, I implore thee, strike fear in the hearts of evil-doers Shred them to pieces, feed them to Your Hounds! Beware Deinos, The Dread Goddess of the Worlds Below She who is Brimo of the Crackling Flame Hekate of the Night She is called, She who leaves Death and Destruction in Her wake ... At the Altar of Hekate I Stand Once more I stand at the entrance to Hekate's Cave. The scent of incense floats softly on the ocean breeze. The sound of the crashing surf fills my head with whispers of magic. I feel Her presence within and silently step across the threshold of Her seaside home. I find Her kneeling at Her altar, arcane chants rising from Her lips. She sips some wine, relishing its exquisite flavor. She turns to me and smiles, a hint of mischief in Her eyes. She has plans for me, I feel. Am I ready? Can I rise to the challenge? I smile back at Her, the same mischief in my eyes. I'll give it one Hell of a try ... My ever-changing altar reflects the seasons and sometimes my moods. Always present is Hekate, for it is Her altar. Here I pray and make offerings to my Queen. The lighting of Her candles and incense are a sacred event. My morning and nightly devotionals are done here, they change from day to day. I speak from the heart when addressing Her at these moments. The events of the day reflect the sacred words I express to Hekate. Some are pleads of mercy for the wrongdoing to innocents, others are prayers of gratitude for the Blessings She bestows on my family. When weather or time do not permit me to leave offerings for Hekate at a crossroads, I make use of my outdoor altar. It sits low to the ground like most altars for Chthonic Deities. Here I carve a crossroads into the ground, placing my offering near it. Leaving it overnight, I then bury the offering the next day. The erecting of altars is a sacred and hallowed act. It is a gift to the Gods, one that you put your heart and soul into constructing. The objects that we place on them hold special meaning to both us and our Gods. The making of charms are done there. Prayers are raised to the Starry Heavens. We cry, pouring our hearts out to the Spirits and Ancestors. Reading of runes and scrying for remnants of the past and snippets of the future are done at this sacred space. Enchanted waters and potions of healing are left on altars for the Gods to bless. All manner of witchery is done here, making this one of the most magical spaces of my home. Hekate, My Queen At Your altar I stand Offering You prayers and admiration Hekate, Queen of Witchery These charms and enchantments are Yours to bless May the Spirit of Magic be present in their making. Hekate Daidalos, Cunning One By the Hiss of Serpents You call Your Children of the Night May we hear Your whispered enchantments. Hekate, Dark Muse May I continue to be inspired By the mystery that is You ... My home has been filled with the enchantment that only Hekate can bring. She inspires me to be myself, to follow my dreams and fly on the wings of magic. I adore both the light and dark aspects of Her, for I am much the same. I can feel Her, even in this mundane world. She is just a breath away, waiting for us to awaken from the Slumber of Forgetfulness. Hekate ... Awaken my mind so I may Dream ... CHAPTER 2 At the Crossroads We Meet I am standing at a Crossroads, tendrils of fog caressing me. I call for Her, Hekate, She of the Crossroads. In the distance I hear the barking of dogs. She has arrived! Shivers of excitement run through my body. I ready myself, knowing that a magnificent journey is about to begin. She gestures to the three pathways of the Crossroads, signifying that I must choose my own way — my own Destiny. On baited breath I take my first step — into the unknown ... In the Scottish Ballad Thomas Rymer, The Queen of Elphame explains to True Thomas the meaning of the Three Paths of Faery. O see not ye yon narrow road, So thick beset wi thorns and briars? That is the path of righteousness, Tho after it but few enquires. And see not ye that braid braid road, That lies across the lillie leven? That is the path to wickedness, Tho some call it the road to heaven. And see not ye that bonny road, Which winds about the fernie brae? That is the road to fair Elfland, Whe[re] you and I this night maun gae. [From English and Scottish Popular Ballads by F.J. Child] The many paths that we may choose to take in life are much the same as those shown to True Thomas. Though some may lead to trouble and conflict, others will lead to love and happiness. It is Hekate, Lady of the Crossroads, who guides us on our chosen paths. Yes, we choose the paths we take, but Hekate is there to shine a light on the choices we make. She is there as a gentle reminder that we are never truly alone, no matter how solitary we choose to be. Hekate, as a Goddess of Solitude, knows all too well why some may choose to walk alone in their spiritual paths. Knowing She is just a breath away eases my mind and makes me more confident in my decision to walk the solitary path of a Hedge Witch. It is but one of the paths I have chosen to take in this journey called life. As I take a step toward my destiny I know that there is power in wisdom; the wisdom to understand that, though I may not know where the path will lead, I trust in my instinct to choose the path I am fated to follow. Hekate, Lady of the Crossroads, as You light the many paths of Destiny I stand ready to step into the unknown. I hear the Screech Owl's call, luring me in — enticing me with its peculiar cry. Suspended in the twilight air, whispers from the past try to deceive me. Ignoring the pull, I move forward — my Destiny awaits ... Through the Briar Patch The tangled web of life's challenges can be overwhelming and solemn. There are many times that I have regretted a choice I have made only to realize that without that particular journey I would not be where I am today, nor would some of my loved ones be in my life. Like the Faery-worlds, my life has been both enchanting and peculiar. The land of Shades and Shadows has beckoned for me to walk the path of Solitude, working with the Spirits and Fae of the Dark and Shadowy realms. Though foreboding at times, those of the Shadow-Lands have proven to be beneficial in my spiritual path. It is Hekate, the Night Wandering Queen, who first showed me the Lands of Shadow. A tangled mass of briar patches guard the entrance to the Shadow-Lands, causing those who wish to enter to find their own way through. Coming out with scrapes and bruises is all part of the adventure. The roads to Faery are no different than the roads to Life. It's how we come out on the other side that matters. Resilient and full of wisdom from the trials we go through shows that we are victorious. Hekate, my Queen, through the Briar Patch I step, ready to walk with You in the Shadow Realms. The glow of Your torches lights the way, guiding me as I fight through the tangled briars of my mind. Hekate, Light Bringer, as I clear the webs of deceit from my path I arm myself with the Power of Wisdom. The inky shadows of deception creep into the distant corners of Life, tempting me to stray from Destiny's Path. Hekate Skotia, Lady of the Gloom, it is You who pulls me from the deep, showing the way to salvation and freedom. Hekate, my Queen, with You by my side I walk the Shadow Realms with integrity and respect, coming through a stronger woman ... Paradise Lost I stand on the horizon of Eternity waiting for The Dread Goddess to appear. Surrounded by a shroud-like mist, the feeling of vulnerability overcomes me. I take in my surroundings, noticing the distinct scent of decay. There is a death-like feel to the air, causing me to shudder with trepidation. I know She is near, I can feel Her — The Pale Mother. A sense of calm settles over me, wrapping me in its warm embrace. I hear Her soft voice, She whispers the secrets I long to know, revealing what once was ... Seduced by the promise of Paradise, we sometimes turn a blind eye to the darkness that looms over our realm. We long for the days of Eden and Avalon, when our world was pure and innocent. There are those of us who wish to re-enchant this planet we call Earth. What some of us do not realize is that it has always been enchanted, we have just lost the ability to see and feel the magic that lives and breathes alongside us. Paradise is not lost, it is being destroyed by the greed and lust of mankind. When we come to realize that Paradise is still here, still with us, we decide to reclaim this world as our own. We learn to fight for what is right, true, and just. It is when I meet Hekate at the Crossroads that I learn what is truly going on in this world. I recognize all the destruction and turmoil that consumes the Realm of the Living. There is more that goes on than we know. Hekate knows all and sees all, She opens the gate to True-Sightedness. It is at Her Crossroads that we are introduced to the hidden dangers of our world. There are those who belong in the brighter Summer-Lands, but others, like myself, feel at home surrounded by the grim shadows of the darker realms. There is an ethereal tranquility about the Shadow-Lands that call to me. I find solace in the wildness of these lands. It is untamed and free here, full of beauty and splendor. Autumn is ever-present, the twilight air chilled to perfection. As the mists of uncanny magic swirl about me I feel empowered and free to be who I am meant to be. It is here that I reclaim my inner power and employ it in the Living World to fight against the ones who wish to destroy the worlds, both mundane and Other. The ShadowLands are Hekate's realm. She who is Queen of Ghosts and Shadows haunts the darker realms with the other Under-World Gods and Spirits. This is the Paradise of the Un-Seelie and Spirits of Shadow. Those who hide in the background doing all the dirty work that needs to be done in order for Hekate's light to shine through to the Land of the Living. Hekate Noctiluca, Light of the Night, it is You who shines the Light of Truth upon the Land of the Living. Our world would be cast into eternal darkness without Your Unconquerable Flame. Anassa Hekate, Nourisher of Life, I ask You to Guide us, show us the way to Freedom. Hekate, the Truth is revealed through You my Queen — may I serve You well in the Shadow-Lands ... (Continues...) Excerpted from Pagan Portals Hekate by Vivienne Moss . Copyright © 2015 Vivienne Moss. Excerpted by permission of John Hunt Publishing Ltd.. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.Excerpts are provided by Dial-A-Book Inc. solely for the personal use of visitors to this web site.

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Review Choosing a research method can be bewildering. How can you be sure which methodology is appropriate, or whether your chosen combination of methods is consistent with the theoretical perspective you want to take? This book links methodology and theory with great clarity and precision, showing students and researchers how to navigate the maze of conflicting terminology. About the Author Michael Crotty is in the Department of Public Health at The Flinders University of South Australia.

Silver Spoons: Hemodialysis Cookbook

From the Author It is estimated that there are over 350,000 dialysis patients in America. That number is believed t triple in the next few years. With the baby boomers coming of age, their kidneys are failing and the need for treatment and diet changes is going to change as well. If you, or someone you know, has kidney failure, please remember that diet is a very important part of any treatment plan. This is not a one size fits all cook book. The recipes that work best for you today may not be the same ones that work best for you next week or next month. The right recipes for you will likely change as your body's needs change. With kidney failure, you will find the blood tests that are performed at the dialysis center change. Those test results will determine your diet. One month you may need more or less potassium, for example. As your needs change, so should your diet. The foods you eat and the way you prepare them will make a difference in those test results. Your dietitian can explain more about this to you. I have friend and family who take dialysis treatments and some are permitted certain foods and others are restricted. The foods or restrictions on the diet are based on the individual and their own blood test results and so for any person to write a book that meets the needs of everyone on any given day is just not possible. As you read the book, and find recipes you like, always check with your dietitian to determine your own needs at that time. Be safe in trying these, or any, recipes. When writing this book, I wanted to write not only recipes, but information about the kidneys and dialysis. It was very confusing when a loved one learned they would require dialysis. It was a life changing decision. Making the information available to those who are faced with the decision of what to do now that their kidneys have failed was important. I thought the book itself would be a great way to introduce them to kidney failure, dialysis, and diet changes all in one. It would be my hope that this book, and others like it, would make its way to the hands of those who are facing the same challenges my loved one faced. And that by giving it to them at the time they are going through this same thing would help them to understand dialysis and treatment options and that their love of food is not something in the past. That is a pretty big order, I must admit, but it is one that I believe would benefit kidney dialysis patients, those who care for their friends and loved ones and those about to become dialysis patitents. About the Author The author has been a caregiver for nearly 25 years. Most recently to a family member with kidney failure. During the illness, information was, at best, confusing. In this book, he tries to make sense of the differen types of dialysis, diet, kidney functions and more. While this book may be titled Cookbook, it is so much more than cooking. It is understanding the body, and the options available. The author writes this book to provide much needed information to the million people who have, or are expected to, experience kidney failure. In just a few short years, it is estimated there will be over a million people in the United States alone with kidney failure. Many will choose dialysis as their treatment option. Having been through the uncertainties with a loved one, the author wanted to make this information available to those who may need it. Remember the two main causes of kidney failure are high blood pressure and diabetes. Eat healthy and stay healthy as long as you can.

Understanding Human Sexuality, 11th Edition

About the Author Janet Shibley Hyde, Professor and Chair of the Department of Psychology, and Evjue-Bascom Professor of Women’s Studies at the University of Wisconsin--Madison, received her education at Oberlin College and the University of California, Berkeley. She has taught a course in human sexuality since 1974, first at Bowling Green State University, then at Denison University, and now at the University of Wisconsin. Her research interests are in gender differences and gender-role development in children. Author of the textbook Half the Human Experience: The Psychology of Women, she is currently President of the Society for the Scientific Study of Sexuality and is a Fellow of the American Psychological Association. She has received many other honours, including an award for excellence in teaching at Bowling Green State University, the Chancellor’s Award for teaching at the University of Wisconsin, and the Kinsey Award from the Society for the Scientific Study of Sexuality for career contributions to sex research. She is married to John DeLamater.ohn D. DeLamater, Professor of Sociology at the University of Wisconsin--Madison, received his education at the University of California, Santa Barbara and the University of Michigan. He created the Human Sexuality course at the University of Wisconsin in 1975 and has taught it regularly since then. His research and writing are focused on social and psychological influences on human sexuality; his recent work is in the areas of HIV/AIDs and STD prevention. He is the coauthor of the textbook Social Psychology. He is a Fellow of the Society for the Scientific Study of Sexuality and Editor of The Journal of Sex Research. He has received awards for excellence in teaching from the Department of Sociology and Interfraternity Council-Panhellenic Association and is a member of the Teaching Academy at the University of Wisconsin. He regularly teaches a seminar for graduate students on teaching undergraduate courses. He is married to Janet Hyde.

Review ...this wonderful resource not only gives great taste tempting recipes but also very thoughtful renal nutrition guidance. -- Debbie Benner, MA, RD, CSR, Director of Nutrition Services, Davita, Inc. Using their extensive knowledge, the authors have perfected recipes that combine appropriate dietary requirements with good taste for dialysis patients. -- N.D. Vazari, MD, MACP, Professor of Medicine, Division of Nephrology and Hypertension, University of California, Irvine From the Author Why "Cooking for David" was written: Writing the cookbook was an adventure in putting into practice day to day preparation of meals, based on the dietary requirements, for those on kidney dialysis. David Gordon is one of many people faced with the difficult life changes that dialysis requires. He has been on hemodialysis since 1997. The treatment entails sitting in a recliner for 4 hours 3 times a week while his blood is filtered through a dialysis machine. This is uncomfortable as well as boring and leaves David feeling tired after the treatment. The required diet restrictions are another equally irksome aspect of kidney failure. As a talented cook, Dorothys heart went out to David every time she prepared and shared unseasoned bland meals from the restricted renal diet. She began to work in more satisfying variations of the recipes she had been using. Her objective was to create recipes tasty enough to replace the foods her husband loves and can no longer eat. These same recipes are now included in social eating events with family and friends. With medical nutritional guidance from renal dietitian Sara Colman, "Cooking for David: A Culinary Dialysis Cookbook" was created. Our hope is to help others dealing with the complexities and challenges of following a renal diet. Dorothy Gordon BS, RN Sara Colman RD, CDE, Renal Dietitian, Nutrition Educator

Field Guide To The American Teenager: A Parent's Companion

Review "Wise and sensitive." -- -Time About the Author Michael Riera, Ph.D. , is one of the country's foremost authorities on understanding children and teenagers. Mike has written or cowritten five books related to teenagers and their parents. Currently, he is the head of the Brentwood School, an independent K-12 day school in Los Angeles.  Website: MikeRiera.com Joseph Di Prisco, Ph.D. , is an educator and writer who has taught for more than twenty years in public, independent, and Catholic schools, middle school through college. He lives in Berkeley, California.

Counseling and Educational Research: Evaluation and Application

About the Author Rick Houser is currently Professor and Department Head in Educational Studies in Psychology, Research Methodology, and Counseling at The University of Alabama. He has been Associate Dean in the College of Education at the University of Massachusetts, Boston. Also, he was a professor and department chair for several years at the University of Massachusetts, Boston. Rick Houser has taught graduate-level research courses for more than 25 years. He received his doctorate from the University of Pittsburgh in rehabilitation counseling with a minor in research methodology. He conducts research in ethical decision making, stress and coping, educational neuroscience, and neuroscience and counseling.

Doing Counselling Research

About the Author John McLeod has held appointments in universities in the UK, New Zealand and Italy, and is currently Professor of Counselling at the Institute for Integrative Counselling and Psychotherapy, Dublin, and Professor of Psychology, University of Oslo. He is committed to promoting the relevance of research as a means of informing therapy practice and improving the quality of services that are available to clients, and has received an award from the British Association for Counselling and Psychotherapy for his exceptional contribution to research. His writing has influenced a generation of trainees in the field of counselling, counselling psychology and psychotherapy, and his books are widely adopted on training programmes across the world.

Albert the Sheep: and the Very Eventful Day

World War Z: An Oral History of the Zombie War

Review “An ‘oral history’ of the global war the evil brain-chewers came within a hair of winning. Zombies are among us—turn on your television if you don’t believe it. But, Brooks reassures us, even today, human fighters are hunting down the leftovers, and we’re winning. [His] iron-jaw narrative is studded with practical advice on what to do when the zombies come, as they surely will. A literate, ironic, strangely tasty treat.” — Kirkus Reviews (starred review) “Max Brooks has charted the folly of a disaster response based solely on advanced technologies and brute force in this step-by-step guide to what happened in the Zombie War. He details with extraordinary insight how in the face of institutional missteps and greed, people in unexpected ways achieve unique, creative, and effective strategies to survive and fight back. Brooks’s account of the path to recovery and reconstruction after the war is fascinating, too. World War Z provides us with a starting point, at least, a basic blueprint from which to build a popular understanding of how, when, and why such a disaster came to be, and how small groups and individuals survived.” —Jeb Weisman, Ph.D.,Director of Strategic Technologies, National Center for Disaster Preparedness “Possesses more creativity and zip than entire crates of other new fiction titles. Think Mad Max meets The Hot Zone . . . It’s Apocalypse Now , pandemic-style. Creepy but fascinating.” —USA Today “Prepare to be entranced by this addictively readable oral history of the great war between humans and zombies. . . . Will grab you as tightly as a dead man’s fist. A.” — Entertainment Weekly, EW Pick “Probably the most topical and literate scare since Orson Welles' War of the Worlds radio broadcast. . . . This is action-packed social-political satire with a global view.” — Dallas Morning News “Brooks [is] America’s most prominent maven on the living dead. . . . Chilling. . . . It is gripping reading and a scathing indictment of weak responses to crises real and over-hyped.” — Hartford Courant “A sober, frequently horrifying and even moving account. . . . Brooks has delivered a full-blown horror novel, laced with sharp social and political observations and loads of macabre, gruesome imagery. . . . The real horror of World War Z comes from the all-too-plausible responses of human beings and governments to the menace.” — Fangoria “A horror fan’s version of Studs Terkel’s The Good War . . . . Like George Romero’s Dead trilogy, World War Z is another milestone in the zombie mythology.” — Booklist “Brooks commits to detail in a way that makes his nightmare world creepily plausible. . . . Far more affecting than anything involving zombies really has any right to be. . . . The book . . . opens in blood and guts, turns the world into an oversized version of hell, then ends with and affirmation of humanity’s ability to survive the worst the world has to offer. It feels like the right book for the right times, and that’s the eeriest detail of all.” —The A.V. Club “The best science fiction has traditionally been steeped in social commentary. World War Z continues that legacy. . . . We haven’t been this excited about a book without pictures since–well, since ever.” — Metro “Each story locks together perfectly to create a wonderful, giddy suspense. Brooks also has the political savvy to take advantage of any paranoia a modern reader might feel. . . . The perfect book for all us zombie junkies.” — Paste “This infectious and compelling book will have nervous readers watching the streets for zombies. Recommended.” — Library Journal About the Author Max Brooks is an author, public speaker, and nonresident fellow at the Modern War Institute at West Point. His bestselling books include Minecraft: The Island, The Zombie Survival Guide . and World War Z , which was adapted into a 2013 movie starring Brad Pitt. His graphic novels i nclude The Extinction Parade, G.I. Joe: Hearts & Minds, and the #1 New York Times bestseller The Harlem Hellfighters . Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. WARNINGS GREATER CHONGQING, THE UNITED FEDERATION OF CHINA [At its prewar height, this region boasted a population of over thirty-five million people. Now, there are barely fifty thousand. Reconstruction funds have been slow to arrive in this part of the country, the government choosing to concentrate on the more densely populated coast. There is no central power grid, no running water besides the Yangtze River. But the streets are clear of rubble and the local "security council" has prevented any postwar outbreaks. The chairman of that council is Kwang Jingshu, a medical doctor who, despite his advanced age and wartime injuries, still manages to make house calls to all his patients.] The first outbreak I saw was in a remote village that officially had no name. The residents called it "New Dachang," but this was more out of nostalgia than anything else. Their former home, "Old Dachang," had stood since the period of the Three Kingdoms, with farms and houses and even trees said to be centuries old. When the Three Gorges Dam was completed, and reservoir waters began to rise, much of Dachang had been disassembled, brick by brick, then rebuilt on higher ground. This New Dachang, however, was not a town anymore, but a "national historic museum." It must have been a heartbreaking irony for those poor peasants, to see their town saved but then only being able to visit it as a tourist. Maybe that is why some of them chose to name their newly constructed hamlet "New Dachang" to preserve some connection to their heritage, even if it was only in name. I personally didn't know that this other New Dachang existed, so you can imagine how confused I was when the call came in. The hospital was quiet; it had been a slow night, even for the increasing number of drunk-driving accidents. Motorcycles were becoming very popular. We used to say that your Harley-Davidsons killed more young Chinese than all the GIs in the Korean War. That's why I was so grateful for a quiet shift. I was tired, my back and feet ached. I was on my way out to smoke a cigarette and watch the dawn when I heard my name being paged. The receptionist that night was new and couldn't quite understand the dialect. There had been an accident, or an illness. It was an emergency, that part was obvious, and could we please send help at once. What could I say? The younger doctors, the kids who think medicine is just a way to pad their bank accounts, they certainly weren't going to go help some "nongmin" just for the sake of helping. I guess I'm still an old revolutionary at heart. "Our duty is to hold ourselves responsible to the people." Those words still mean something to me . . . and I tried to remember that as my Deer bounced and banged over dirt roads the government had promised but never quite gotten around to paving. I had a devil of a time finding the place. Officially, it didn't exist and therefore wasn't on any map. I became lost several times and had to ask directions from locals who kept thinking I meant the museum town. I was in an impatient mood by the time I reached the small collection of hilltop homes. I remember thinking, This had better be damned serious. Once I saw their faces, I regretted my wish. There were seven of them, all on cots, all barely conscious. The villagers had moved them into their new communal meeting hall. The walls and floor were bare cement. The air was cold and damp. Of course they're sick, I thought. I asked the villagers who had been taking care of these people. They said no one, it wasn't "safe." I noticed that the door had been locked from the outside. The villagers were clearly terrified. They cringed and whispered; some kept their distance and prayed. Their behavior made me angry, not at them, you understand, not as individuals, but what they represented about our country. After centuries of foreign oppression, exploitation, and humiliation, we were finally reclaiming our rightful place as humanity's middle kingdom. We were the world's richest and most dynamic superpower, masters of everything from outer space to cyber space. It was the dawn of what the world was finally acknowledging as "The Chinese Century" and yet so many of us still lived like these ignorant peasants, as stagnant and superstitious as the earliest Yangshao savages. I was still lost in my grand, cultural criticism when I knelt to examine the first patient. She was running a high fever, forty degrees centigrade, and she was shivering violently. Barely coherent, she whimpered slightly when I tried to move her limbs. There was a wound in her right forearm, a bite mark. As I examined it more closely, I realized that it wasn't from an animal. The bite radius and teeth marks had to have come from a small, or possibly young, human being. Although I hypothesized this to be the source of the infection, the actual injury was surprisingly clean. I asked the villagers, again, who had been taking care of these people. Again, they told me no one. I knew this could not be true. The human mouth is packed with bacteria, even more so than the most unhygienic dog. If no one had cleaned this woman's wound, why wasn't it throbbing with infection? I examined the six other patients. All showed similar symptoms, all had similar wounds on various parts of their bodies. I asked one man, the most lucid of the group, who or what had inflicted these injuries. He told me it had happened when they had tried to subdue "him." "Who?" I asked. I found "Patient Zero" behind the locked door of an abandoned house across town. He was twelve years old. His wrists and feet were bound with plastic packing twine. Although he'd rubbed off the skin around his bonds, there was no blood. There was also no blood on his other wounds, not on the gouges on his legs or arms, or from the large dry gap where his right big toe had been. He was writhing like an animal; a gag muffled his growls. At first the villagers tried to hold me back. They warned me not to touch him, that he was "cursed." I shrugged them off and reached for my mask and gloves. The boy's skin was as cold and gray as the cement on which he lay. I could find neither his heartbeat nor his pulse. His eyes were wild, wide and sunken back in their sockets. They remained locked on me like a predatory beast. Throughout the examination he was inexplicably hostile, reaching for me with his bound hands and snapping at me through his gag. His movements were so violent I had to call for two of the largest villagers to help me hold him down. Initially they wouldn't budge, cowering in the doorway like baby rabbits. I explained that there was no risk of infection if they used gloves and masks. When they shook their heads, I made it an order, even though I had no lawful authority to do so. That was all it took. The two oxen knelt beside me. One held the boy's feet while the other grasped his hands. I tried to take a blood sample and instead extracted only brown, viscous matter. As I was withdrawing the needle, the boy began another bout of violent struggling. One of my "orderlies," the one responsible for his arms, gave up trying to hold them and thought it might safer if he just braced them against the floor with his knees. But the boy jerked again and I heard his left arm snap. Jagged ends of both radius and ulna bones stabbed through his gray flesh. Although the boy didn't cry out, didn't even seem to notice, it was enough for both assistants to leap back and run from the room. I instinctively retreated several paces myself. I am embarrassed to admit this; I have been a doctor for most of my adult life. I was trained and . . . you could even say "raised" by the People's Liberation Army. I've treated more than my share of combat injuries, faced my own death on more than one occasion, and now I was scared, truly scared, of this frail child. The boy began to twist in my direction, his arm ripped completely free. Flesh and muscle tore from one another until there was nothing except the stump. His now free right arm, still tied to the severed left hand, dragged his body across the floor. I hurried outside, locking the door behind me. I tried to compose myself, control my fear and shame. My voice still cracked as I asked the villagers how the boy had been infected. No one answered. I began to hear banging on the door, the boy's fist pounding weakly against the thin wood. It was all I could do not to jump at the sound. I prayed they would not notice the color draining from my face. I shouted, as much from fear as frustration, that I had to know what happened to this child. Read more

Pasta Grannies: Comfort Cooking: Traditional Family Recipes From Italy’s Best Home Cooks

Review "The grannies are back in a follow-up to Vicky Bennison’s award-winning cookbook with 60 more family-friendly Italian recipes, like thick pizza from Sicily and chestnut gnocchi from Liguria." -- Jacqueline Raposo, Epicurious ?"Complete with stunning location and recipe photography throughout, and a clear guide to pasta making by hand and the best tools and ingredients, Pasta Grannies: Comfort Cooking is not only a celebration of cooking and feasting together, it’s an insight into their lives, and a joyous slice of Italian life. Buon appetito!" -- The West Country Foodlover"Complete with stunning location and recipe photography throughout, and a clear guide to pasta making by hand and the best tools and ingredients, Pasta Grannies: Comfort Cooking is not only a celebration of cooking and feasting together, it’s an insight into their lives, and a joyous slice of Italian life. Buon appetito!" -- The West Country Foodlover About the Author Vicky Bennison is the creator of the highly successful 'Pasta Grannies', which has nearly two million followers across YouTube, Instagram and Facebook. Vicky's first book, based on its success, has been translated into 6 languages; it won a James Beard Award, the equivalent of the food Oscars in America, for Best Single Subject in 2019; and the German translation was awarded Silver medal by the prestigious Gastronomischen Akadamie Deutschlands. Vicky has made live TV appearances on the Rachael Ray Show in America and BBC Breakfast in the UK, and been profiled in the New York Times, Financial Times and Sunday Times among many others. Disney Pixar asked Vicky to support the global launch of their animation Luca , a story of friendship and shared love of pasta. When not travelling through Italy filming grandmothers, Vicky likes gardening and spending time with her family and grandson, Raff.