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2017 Halloween Talisman to Inspire Positive Soul Protection: Sterling Sinclair Keeps the Annual Auracature Tradition Alive and Smiling, October 31

2017 Halloween Talisman to Inspire Positive Soul Protection: Sterling Sinclair Keeps the Annual Auracature Tradition Alive and Smiling, October 31
For several years, basically since I began doing Medium and Energy Clearing Work, I have been offering talismans to people on Halloween day and night. 

 Many people are negatively affected by the energies of Halloween night and day.  Why?

The world is a big place and Halloween provides a time in the year whereby people with different motivations celebrate their spiritual beliefs and desires. Slasher movies, canabalism, monsters, necromancy, rituals, hidden faces, accompany the masses trick or treating. It is one of the only times of the year when strangers open their doors to strangers whether it be to give them something to eat and send them on their ways or to invite strangers into their home.  Most activities are fun and happy safe moments that give the masses a time to break from the normal. However, there are people who are frightened, disturbed and become upset by this night. Even families taking the children around door to door, most often end up gossiping, fighting, tired, crying, hot, b–chy, hysterical, sugar high delirious and looking for a stiff drink. 

Personally, I enjoy Halloween. It is the one day a year that I ignore my diabetes. 

If you are one of these people who are negatively affected by this night, maybe a talisman will help. 

Here is this year’s Halloween Talisman,

  
“My Eyes Sparkle

My Soul is My Soul

I Choose Who Sees Me

My Eyes Sparkle

My Soul is My Soul

I Choose Who Sees Me

My Eyes Sparkle

My Soul is My Soul

I Choose Who Sees Me

I Smile a Smile of Joy

I Smile a Smile of Joy

I Smile a Smile of Joy

I Smile a Smile of Joy”
Feel free to print this talisman and stick it around your house, office or simply put it as your computer or mobile screen saver.  You may even print a copy and burn it outside, repeating the above words that were written around the talisman image.  

If this one does not seem to fit you, maybe another one from another year will do the trick:

2016 Halloween Talisman
2014 Halloween Talisman
2013 Halloween Talisman
2012 Halloween Talisman
I can’t seem to find the 2015 Talisman… I wonder where it….

Have yourselves a really safe, fun, and celebratory day and evening. 

Much love and many blessings, S

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Before Committing Suicide Be Clear that You will be Dead – So Don’t Do It: Former Medium Sterling Sinclair Channels a Psychic Message, an Auracature image, and a Spirit Drumming and Chanting in Memory of his Nephew Zachary “Zach” Bridgewater October 24 2017

Before Committing Suicide Be Clear that You will be Dead: Former Medium Sterling Sinclair Channels a Psychic Message, an Auracature image, and a Spirit Drumming and Chanting in Memory of his Nephew Zachary “Zach” Bridgewater 

October 24 2017

2 years ago today, my nephew Zach fell to the sways and distortions of suicide.  I never really grasped the concept of suicide and I truly don’t think any one studying the living can ever really understand it.  Over the years of offering mediumship sessions, I developed another view than the one as a person who studied it academically and as a person who had attempted in the past. Suicide is not just a perversion of thought, it is a psychic suggestion placed upon the spirit of the victim.  The suggestion filters through the self until all things align, not just mentally.  All facets believe the trickery of suicide.  I think suicide, like “Evil,” deserves to be named as personified destruction, thus named “Suicide.”  “Suicide’s” false promisses and forked toung manipulations can even spread to loved ones like a deceptive virus, contaminating the gameboard upon which nobody knows they stand. “Suicide” may also call itself “Sacrifice” if the rebranding is required. We need to view “Suicide” as a creature whose only function is to rip appart lives and feed off the pain.  Ever notice how, loved ones can spiral into a sort of insanity or deep depression or even disassociation over the weeks, months, and years to follow rather than heal.  “Suicide” amplifies the pain so that pain it can consume.  “Suicide” never can eat enough. It must always have more.  Survivors must at all costs, see “Suicide” as who it is – it is the Ultimate Destructive Trickery.  

If you are considering Suicide to solve your problems or to free yourself from others or to even make a friend stronger or your family’s life better, please know that such reasoning, logic, and justification are all lies.  Life does not get better.  Life does not go on.  Every single person, including your spirit and corpse will fall into an incermountable pain as death spreads and “Suicide” smiles.   Find someone to talk to. Find some way to banish “Suicide” from your existence.  “Suicide” is not the choice you really want to make.  

Sadly, my nephew Zach, fell by the lurings and false promises of suicide. 

Zach’s Obituary Posting
Friends and family are desvistated. Whatever promise “Suicide” made him, it was a lie. 

  
In the following inspired message, Zach from beyond the grave calls out the lie and the mind altering nightmare of knowing what was about to happen.  
Please, please, please, understand that life is worth living and you do not live life once you are dead.  As a medium, that was the biggest awareness of the dead: dead means dead – dead does not mean keep living.  

This is the Auracature Art drawing that I believe Zach wanted to pass on as a memory tattoo.  

  
If I were to interpret the lines, it basically means that his spirit is accompanied by a sibling, parent, aunt or uncle, and that he has an angel pulling him out of his darkness while he is gaining a clearer understanding of what happened to him. In short, the lines suggest that Zach’s spirit is being prepared to fully cross over into Love’s Light or in faith related terms – into Heaven.

  
These are the words that wrote through my hand during the drawing of the above Auracature:

Message inspired by Zach

“Where they put me

I had no escape

I thought that I wouldn’t die

That I’d be better off

That I’d live forever

I never wanted to die

Here I am because of a lie

Nothing was done

From truth they’d run

How did I ever believe them?

Death is NOT fun

I found myself in trouble

So I wrapped myself in my bubble

I knew my life was done

Before the week begun

If I knew that I’d be dead

I’d have never put that gun to my head

You cry

You try not to point fingers

You cast blame at yourself

You watch the world turn

Looking for the lesson that you were to learn

The only thing you didn’t see

Was how trusting naivety can be

I wave from here

I try to be near

But my end was my end to you my family and friends

Today is worse than last year

I think it’s sinking in

That this is not some awful dream

I am never coming home again

No matter the amount of trying 

To understand that last day

The only thing I know for sure

Is that I lost my way

I am not asking for forgiveness

I don’t think it can be forgiven

But try to give yourselves a break

I’m the one who fell asleep 

I’m the one who did not wake

I wonder what this year will be like

Time is strange here on this side

Sorry for not being there

To spend it with you.”

Here is a Spirit Drumming and Chanting that I did for Zach and other loved ones who have fallen to the prey of suicide:

Video: In Memory Zach Sterling Sinclair Spirit Drums and Strangely Chants.

In Memory of Zachary “Zach” Bridgewater, His Uncle Rich, Strangely Sterling Sinclair Spirit Drums. I seldom drum or chant this this odd. The oddness of it is very reflective of such which is played by the dead through mediumship and channeling. I thought that it would be something pretty and peaceful, instead, it depicts the process of shedding pain. I posted this once already and then I took it down. Then this morning on the 2nd anniversary of Zach’s death by suicide, I received a written message and image that justifies this song.

My sincerest condolences.  

If you are alive and reading this, please stay alive. Never give up living.  You are meant to stay alive until old age opens the doors for your passage onward.  

Much love and Many Blessings, S

“Uncle Rich”


Sterling Sinclair Apologizes for the Drama that He Caused after and Possibly, as a Presenter, During the Montreal Edgar Cayce Conference 2017. He asks God for Guidance and He is Told to Part Ways. Oct 23, 2017

Sterling Sinclair Apologizes for the Drama that He Caused after and Possibly, as a Presenter, During the Montreal Edgar Cayce Conference 2017. He asks God for Guidance and He is Told to Part Ways. Oct 23, 2017
Sometimes, things don’t work out as good as one would hope. Sometimes things seem to repeat themselves. 

  

This year, I was invited back to present at the conference and due entirely to my misunderstanding, I presented an interactive workshop and closed with a channelled drawing and message.  

I really enjoyed the conference and I highly recommend it to you if you are seeking Edgar Cayce teachings and/or spiritual/creative awakenings. It will be held at the end of September, 2018

Although I thought my presentation was enjoyable and experiential, there were a few others who thought otherwise, as usual with pretty much any presentation one gives. 

Sterling Sinclair Channels an Message from God at the Montreal Cayce Conference
In the days and hours to follow a mix of miscommunications and mixed empathic energies drew me into understanding that I was not welcome to speak again but I could drum and draw as long as someone else could speak for me, about me, and about my work. I jumped to conclusion and heard that I was being silenced. My reaction was unjust and I am truly sorry for the upset that my reaction caused. 

These issues have now mostly cleared up so I asked God what to do and how to proceed. This was the written response:

  

“To bow out is but a hurtful expression of defeat, but a necessary one for the organization. Silent, you can never be, so limit your exposure. Guests come not to learn or hear from you. Stay away and the numbers will still grow. Although the time is ripe for learning through your witness, the opposition [to it] has grown as well. You cannot tolerate the fight. The conference does not achieve your goal of parting this reality. You draw too much negative attention. You gained and lost friends. You will be forgiven of the pain you have caused. You will close that door and open the windows of the future. The Cayce bunch are good people. They have their direction. They will continue moving forward without your drama. The time to part ways is now.”

I will rest upon this to see if the energies change before officially withdrawing my participation in the 2018 conference but I will make my decision soon so that closure may be obtained and that conference goers can depend on me going or not going. This is the link to the channelled message that I did at the end of the workshop. 

Again, I truly am sorry, S

Sterling Sinclair Page




Time to Reflect: Auracature By Sterling Sinclair – Something Visual to Contemplate, October 20, 2017

Time to Reflect: Auracature By Sterling Sinclair – Something Visual to Contemplate, October 20, 2017
I thought that a post without commentary was needed today.  I hope that these Auracature Images Speak to you. L, S

   
  

   
Much love, S


Sterling Sinclair Remembers Gord Downie and Visits the Vigil in Kingston Ontario Oct 18 2017: Photos, Videos, Media Reports, and A Poetic Message

Sterling Sinclair Remembers Gord Downie and Visits the Vigil in Kingston Ontario Oct 18 2017: Photos, Videos, Media Reports, and A Poetic Message

I aspire to be half the man Gord Downie was.  

  
He set an admirable standard whether be family man, activist, musician, poet, or human. 

  
 I never met Mr. Downie, I am a fan like so many other Canadians and beyond.  

  
His bravery to show love and express his passion for justice and life, oozed from his every syllable.

  
 It was an honour to visit the vigil.

  
am so thankful that the city of Kingston provided us the opportunity to sit with our memories of Gord and reflect upon how he inspired each and every one of us.    

  
Many, many people went to the vigil. The signatures signed on the memory banner had to have been in the thousands. 

One Kashechewan First Nation, on James Bay, gentleman visited the vigil earlier in the day.  This is an exerpt from the Whig: 

“He fought for us, for so many things,” Nakogee said. “That really means a lot. The first time I heard somebody that really fought for us was Gordie. We don’t hear that other bands do stuff for First Nations people. Gordie fought for us.

“It’s good that he did that, but it’s sad that he lost the battle. Now he is in our spirits.”

Nakogee was among dozens of people who gathered in Springer Market Square under a cloudless sky and unseasonably warm temperatures to pay their respects to The Tragically Hip’s lead singer, who died Tuesday night after a year-and-a-half-long battle with brain cancer.

Downie’s work to bring attention to the history of residential schools in Canada was among the last chapters in his life and one that fan Richard Noble said many people, including himself, knew nothing about.”

The Whig Article
This is a short video that I took when I went the vigil in Kingston. By the time I got there, only a small number of people were there. The intimate silence was like walking in the air of a hug. 

Video: Sterling Sinclair visits Gord Downie Vigil in Kingston
Today the headlines lit up the news in Gord Downie’s honour. I read not one negative word. 

In Rolling Stone, the voice of the family was expressed. It told of Mr. Downie’s truth: 

“Last night, Gord quietly passed away with his beloved children and family close by,” his family wrote in a statement. “Gord knew this day was coming – his response was to spend this precious time as he always had – making music, making memories and expressing deep gratitude to his family and friends for a life well lived, often sealing it with a kiss … on the lips.

“Gord said he had lived many lives,” they added. “As a musician, he lived ‘the life’ for over 30 years, lucky to do most of it with his high school buddies. At home, he worked just as tirelessly at being a good father, son, brother, husband and friend. No one worked harder on every part of their life than Gord. No one.”

“Thank you everyone for all the respect, admiration and love you have given Gord throughout the years,” his family wrote following his death. “Those tender offerings touched his heart and he takes them with him now as he walks among the stars.”

“In the wake of his diagnosis, Gord only fought harder for what he believed in: social justice, environmentalism and reconciliation with Indigenous Peoples,” he added. “Gord did not rest from working for the issues he cared about, and his commitment and passion will continue to motivate Canadians for years to come … He will be sorely missed.”

Rolling Stone article
Today I sat down to process my grief and to reflect upo the person of Gord Downie. As an Auracature artist I began to draw an Auracature, just as I did the night before photos of me leaving the drawing at the vigil are posted below, but thid time, I began writing a message inspired by Gord Downie. 

  
Sterling Sinclair Recites the Message
Gord Downie poem

Oct 19, 2017

“Her Children Die from Centuries of Pain

Kick off your shoes – go dance in the rain.”

“Together We Are One”

By Sterling Sinclair

“Remember not me

Remember the work to be done

It was never about my battle

Their stories had to be sung

The battle’s not over

Much work’s need done

We fight the battle together

Until the battle is won

Upon blood soaked prairies

She gathers her young

How’d she wake in her mourning

Her fallen knight was her son

How can she see the light

From fear we mustn’t run

Look into her black brown eyes

Reserved, her soul was shunned

The fight to live’s not over

The fight has just begun.

Oh Canada, do you even listen?

Sorrow is being Sung

Grieve not my recent passing

Seeking justice is not fun

My death is not the message

I’m a husband, father, son

First peoples are in danger

No matter the spin that is spun

Pour your tears upon the lands

Cuz, healing’s barely begun

If you honour my memory

If I am Canada’s true son

Instead of being saddened

Go out and help someone

The war will be over

The battle will be won

When all people come together

And together we are one.”

The following are photos of my experience at the vigil

   
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
   
   
 
  

Gord, rest in peace. 

To Gord’s loved ones, I send my sincerest condolences. 

Much Love, Sterling Sinclair

Sterling Sinclair’s Site 


Former Medium, Psychic Sterling Sinclair Writes a Poetic Message Inspired by Gord Downie of the Tragically Hip. Downie Calls on Canadians to Work Toward Alieviating the Suffering and Alienation of Canada’s First Peoples. October 19, 2017

Former Medium, Psychic Sterling Sinclair Writes a Poetic Message Inspired by Gord Downie of the Tragically Hip. Downie Calls on Canadians to Work Toward Alieviating the Suffering and Alienation of Canada’s First Peoples. October 19, 2017
  
Gord Downie writes a poem /lyrics through Sterling Sinclair a couple of days after Downie died. 

For David Bowie, I sat down and let him inspire words to be written through me during a trance state. It was a beautiful piece. It was well received by few and violently opposed by several more. Nonetheless, it was a magnificent moment for me. I was glad to record such an amazing piece for grieving Bowie fans. 

So this morning, I felt an urger to draw to process my emotions and as I was drawing the Auracature lines, words began to pour out upon the page. In these words, he calls for all of us to seek fair compensation, reconciliation, justice for Canada’s first peoples.  

Video: Sterling Sinclair Reads Poem / Lyrics Inspired by Gord Downie Post-Death
Gord Downie poem

Oct 19, 2017

“Her Children Die from Centuries of Pain

Kick off your shoes – go dance in the rain.”
“Together We Are One”

By Sterling Sinclair
“Remember not me

Remember the work to be done

It was never about my battle

Their stories had to be sung
The battle’s not over

Much work’s need done

We fight the battle together

Until the battle is won
Upon blood soaked prairies

She gathers her young

How’d she wake in her mourning

Her fallen knight was her son
How can she see the light

From fear we mustn’t run

Look into her black brown eyes

Reserved, her soul was shunned
The fight to live’s not over

The fight has just begun.

Oh Canada, do you even listen?

Sorrow is being Sung
Grieve not my recent passing

Seeking justice is not fun

My death is not the message

I’m a husband, father, son
First peoples are in danger

No matter the spin that is spun

Pour your tears upon the lands

Cuz, healing’s barely begun
If you honour my memory

If I am Canada’s true son

Instead of being saddened

Go out and help someone
The war will be over

The battle will be won

When all people come together

And together we are one.”
Much love and Many Blessings, S


“Thanks” is Today’s Card Drawn for Us: Sterling Sinclair Oracle Deck.  October 17, 2017

“Thanks” is Today’s Card Drawn for Us: Sterling Sinclair Oracle Deck. October 17, 2017

The card I drew from the Sterling Sinclair Oracle Card Deck this morning.    
The card says: “Thanks overcomes displacement while assuring you that others rejoice because of you”
Sometimes we need a reminder that other people/person rejoice/rejoices because of you.  

This was a great card for me to draw. On a personal note – my art, talent, voice and empathic abilities came under attack (mostly through psychic ill-wishing).  It was so bad that I began feeling that nobody joyously thinks of me & nobody is thankful for anything related to me.  

  
I began altering that thought and then I drew this card. “Thanks” was the confirmation that I needed. 

  
I hope that the “Thanks” card inspires you too today. L, S