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Intuitive Guidance and Healing. Neil's gifts helped me recognize the next step in my life. Cynthia Ross, Quadra Island BC. Note: Neil McKinlay is not, and does not claim to be, a medical or psychological professional. Intuitive sessions with Neil should never replace consults with such professionals. If you have medical and/or psychological issues, please see your health professional immediately. Neil cannot be held liable for actions taken or lack thereof following services rendered. Any...
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Learning to News | Occasional Reflections on Living: October 2011
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Monday, 31 October 2011. My daughter likes the Beach Boys. It might, actually, be more accurate to report that my daughter loves. The Warmth of the Sun. Is a 2007 sequel to the 2003 compilation Sounds of Summer. As the second in this series, Warmth. Not exactly a tune that dances to mind when this group is mentioned. From one perspective, this fact can be seen as evidence of a horse that has been finally flogged to death. Summer. Some history might be helpful. In broad terms, the Beach Boys’ ca...This sp...
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Learning to News | Occasional Reflections on Living: June 2012
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Tuesday, 12 June 2012. It seems a good question. Depression has been a recurrent companion these last months. Given this frequency of appearance, it seems fair - perhaps even incumbent upon me - to ask, to put Chogyam Trungpa’s assertion to test with this painfully familiar experience. Is depression sacred? I have to admit no immediate answer here. Is depression sacred? I just don’t know. What might that look like, sacred depression? What might this mean? How does it appear? Of questioning, inquisitivene...
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Neil McKinlay - Meditation, Personal Coaching, Intuitive Guidance & Healing
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Both the overview and practice were great. Carrie Ferguson, Victoria BC. Developed by Dr. Reggie Ray, ‘Meditating with the Body’. Presents meditation in a way that is uniquely suited to the needs of the modern world. Whether we seek relief from the stress of daily living or long to take another step along our spiritual path, ‘Meditating with the Body’ provides tools appropriate to our journey.
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Learning to News | Occasional Reflections on Living: November 2011
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Monday, 28 November 2011. I’ve been dealing with dragons. A lot of the beasts have shown up lately: a couple of dreams; a side-of-the-bus advertisement; a song. There have been no fewer than three appearances in recent reading material. This morning when I sat down to meditate, two of the creatures swirled about as I practiced. Or, more accurately, as I tried to practice. 8217; ‘Where the hell are these coming from? 8217; ‘Why won’t they leave me alone, in peace, to practice? We live in an era when so ma...
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Learning to News | Occasional Reflections on Living: November 2013
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Friday, 1 November 2013. How do I write what I don’t want to write? These words have been lingering almost a year. The question invites me forward and, feeling their pull, I retract again and again. Just look at this blog; the most recent post is eleven months old. In the year prior to this, more than thirty pieces appeared. This is a sudden and dramatic downturn. She whispers - resist. What words emerged in the course of this vigil? How does one care for a body. Braced against long ago assaults. Life wa...
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Learning to News | Occasional Reflections on Living: February 2014
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Saturday, 8 February 2014. Things Have Changed - Not. I am officially, unreservedly, unashamedly in love with Bob Dylan’s Super Bowl commercial. The YouTube version. Of this spot has, within seven days of its initial airing, earned close to eight million views; I personally have accounted for at least a dozen of this number. And it’s always been like this. In pictures dating back to his years as a so-called “protest singer”, the “voice” and “conscience of a generation”...There’s always been a sense...
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Learning to News | Occasional Reflections on Living: October 2012
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Wednesday, 24 October 2012. I’ve left the element on. At one point I assumed this dynamic would lessen. Abandoning one agenda today certainly means I’ll get to do what I want tomorrow. Right? Out on the street I curse myself again. Then I do what now seems near inevitable: I turn around and head for home. There is no time - have I told you this? How else to explain all these appearances? Breath coming short and sharp? A recently slammed door pressing against the moist warmth of my back? Each of these arr...
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Learning to News | Occasional Reflections on Living: May 2012
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Friday, 25 May 2012. Chimes of Maitri Flashing. Over the last eighteen months I have done a lot of this work. It may have, in fact, become my main practice. Having committed so much time and energy here, I am now quite familiar with the process: open the heart, welcome a woundedness, allow these to intermingle. One morning, while practicing with loneliness, something appeared in this transitional space. Or rather, some one. Soon I was meditating with loneliness placed before me and a semi-circle of other...
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Learning to News | Occasional Reflections on Living: September 2011
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Thursday, 29 September 2011. One of the curious things about all the meditation programs I’ve attended over the years is how little I actually remember of them. I have passed months in shrine rooms, listening. Hundreds, perhaps thousands of hours. Yet what I recall seems barely enough to fill a few blank pages. For a moment,” Pema Chodron once commented. Indeed. 8221; Though I cannot recollect what came either before or after this phrase, I remember the reaction deep in my bones. I was terrified. Things ...