Psychic Sterling Sinclair Auracature and Poem, I Choose to Have a Good Day: When I wake up bothered by a possible past. November 26, 2014
Psychic Sterling Sinclair
Auracature and Poem,
I Choose to Have a Good Day:
When I wake up bothered by a possible past.
November 26, 2014
I Choose to Have a Good Day
I woke up this morning with life considerations competing with possible youth outcomes.
Confusion did not contaminate my visions of the past.
Memories void of my recognition streamed past my eyes.
Do you ever wonder if life happened the way that you thought it happened?
It can be far easier to place guilt upon a ghost than upon a man.
If I cannot see what has been stripped from my sight, is it best not to look?
If you seek then you shall find.
So, why seek the things you hope not to find?
In our world and in this life we face down horrors and celebrate joys.
None can escape the truth of life dancing upon a knife’s edge.
If I were to see the terrible abyss, would joy fade from my sight?
Would I ever recover or simply stay lost?
Bad things will happen and good things will happen too.
To hide from the truth shall poison the ground upon which I choose to tread.
But to purposely search out the pain that is hidden deep down inside
Digs a bottomless well into which I could drown.
I look in the mirror.
I brush my teeth.
I go down the stairs.
I sing to the radio.
I look outside.
I see the fallen leaves glistening with dew.
I watch cotton ball clouds drift way up high.
A cool breeze turns my head.
My face is bathes by the warm, rising sun.
No matter my past.
No matter what may have been.
No matter what happened.
No matter all of that.
The world kept on living.
Today the future was once again born.
Whether I greet the good or meet the bad on this day, tomorrow will still be born.
Concerns for what was flee from the stage, well curtained in my mind.
Is it okay to let go?
Is it okay if it never was?
Does really matter?
Is it worth my time?
I look to the sky.
I reach to the heavens.
My day begins again.
Just because my waking moments processed mysteries of yesterday,
I did not have to be possessed by the fascination of pain.
The impossible quest for a dark curse of truth does not need to be my path.
I, in my conscious awareness, choose to step onto the green pastures of this day and jubilantly dance into the future.
The tricks of dreams.
The lures of demons.
The fragility of sleep.
They shall not guide this day.
I jump in the shower.
I stand dripping nude at the window.
I close my eyes.
I see buttercups, reflecting pools and pixie sticks.
I smell the scents of roses, sweet brandied pipe smoke, and thawing Christmas tree needles.
I hear my aunt sing, my puppy bark and my babies saying “Dadda.”
My life is once again awakened.
My life’s joy powerfully washes away my early moments of pontification.
When I was half asleep, my thoughts were hurtful and confused.
When fully awake I chose to restore joy in my life.
With the recollection of special, happy times, I choose to open my eyes one more time.
This time, my day begins with a smile.
I choose to have a good day.
by Sterling Sinclair 11/26/14
Psychic Sterling Sinclair: To Seek the Same or Choose Something Different? That is the Question. An Essay on the Driving Function of Memory. August 20, 2014
Psychic Sterling Sinclair:
To Seek the Same or Choose Something Different? That is the Question.
An Essay on the Driving Function of Memory.
August 20, 2014
When I travel, I like to taste different foods, see new sights, hear sounds I don’t recall hearing before and meeting new people. I like to experience something new. But at the same time, I seek out cheese, chocolate, a hamburger, fish and chips, a flower garden, trees with shade and a clean, safe, comfy room in which to rest my head. I travel to experience life but I have a tendency to gravitate back to what is comforting and familiar.
I have observed that friends of mine do the same. Every year, year in and year out, they find a resort that offers all you can eat and drink and a beach on which to sunbathe. They may venture off the resort for small day trips and may even mingle with the locals for a short time but at the end of the day, they return to their recognizable comforts.
Are we creatures of habit? Maybe? Maybe there is more to it than that.
A woman I know dates and has dated the same sort of man – an uneducated, hurt, grease monkey with baggage, power issues and who desires a mother- lover. They all seem to like muscle cars and trying to live on the edge.
A man I know is married to an older, divorced woman who has 2 small dogs, a little girl with long, dark hair. He has a close friend who fits the exact same description but the women’s hair colours are different.
Even though the people are different, the different people they found are still the same. Why?
In the depths of our mind revolves a recognition function. Psychologist after psychologist have pointed out that we seek what created us and/or nurtured us. We seek to return. Our emotional connections and the need to curl up in our egg shell drive us to live the familiar.
Ever catch yourself saying, “Why do I always do that?”
Past life theorists claim that our repeated actions, desires, and senses of home are determined by our unresolved past life issues. But what if we repeat and we don’t have unresolved issues?
In the deep recesses of our minds where our soul greets its fuel – its spirit – a spinning ball of timeless memory fires our mutual multiple lives with sparks of the same memory.
If you burn the same size bonfire under the same tree and feed the fire new wood, the tree will repeatedly wither from the heat. No matter the wood, the tree still gets singed. Only when the sparks stop hitting the branches does the tree begin to grow back.
However, in this memory, we must consciously and deliberately alter its spark. Where it may be flames it must be changed to electrical frequencies or splashes of tears for life to change. The memory will still fire, but a change is when it fires something different.
How is that done?
Because we already possess the memory, it is not making new memories that we seek. The quest is to trigger other memories to spark. New memory triggers are required. It is not about learning something new in this life, it is about freeing the memory of what it already knows.
Is it alright to seek the familiar and rest in the comfort of a recognizable, cyclical life? If you like it, then it is. However, there will be a time, whether in this life or the next, when the comfortable will feel uncomfortable. When that time comes, the quest to free memory will commence.
We can choose to be slaves to our past lives and repeated patterns or we can choose to investigate, experience and search for new ones. No matter the choice, the choice is ours to make.
If you hear yourself asking, “Is this all what life is meant to be?” OR “Is this all I was meant to do?” You are ready to embark on your quest – the quest to free your memory.
When your memory begins to spark different memories, familiarity will meet newness and together they will stimulate your heart. You will be driven to run or to stay put. You may be driven to do both at the same time. Life will begin to look different and with that new sight, your previously familiar surroundings and context will suddenly be unfamiliar. You will know things about yourself and other people that you did not before know (or thought you didn’t know). Ideas will come to you. Ideas that you had no idea existed.
Will you lose you if you embark on your quest to free your memory? No. Your memory is already there. You are not finding a new memory. You are remembering what your memory already knows.
Will you be different? You may seem to be different.
Different Good or Different Bad? Neither and both at the same time.
To free your memory is to free you. Once free, you can never turn back.
The choice to free your memory is yours. When the time comes that you choose to embark on the quest to free your memory – it will be the right time to do so. There is no rush. But no matter what time it becomes, the choice will be yours to make.
Is it time for change?
Psychic Sterling Sinclair Auracature of the Day, Are You Really in Control? You decide. January 24, 2014
Psychic Sterling Sinclair
Auracature of the Day
Are You Really in Control?
January 24, 2014
This fish has no mouth or anus…
A question worth serious consideration.