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Self-Acceptance & Self-Development are the 1st Fatalities of Wanna-Be Syndrome – Sterling Sinclair can Help you Find Your ME


Self-Acceptance & Self-Development are the 1st Fatalities of Wanna-Be Syndrome.

Be You – without Guilt – without Regret.

When I am me – I am accused of being a show off egotist. When I am not me – the same people accuse me of giving up. Some of us are naturally bigger than life. Some of us have been beaten down till our “Me” begins to believe that being “Anyone Else” is better. When I was suicidal, I remember thinking: 1/ I need to remove me from this world so that others would be happy because me being me was hurting and angering people; 2/ I could never achieve being anyone else but me and being me was worthless. Yet when I would tell people about being suicidal, I was accused of being selfish and only thinking of me.

I worked extremely hard to escape those thoughts – those prison bars of self-doubt that my closest loved ones built up around me. I was born into a reality whereby being me was a failure and not being me was a failure. A NO Win Situation. Both of my brothers were born into the same sort of reality. One brother was killed as he tried to be something other than him – my other brother has been a life-time (so far – I pray it will stop) reoffender and addict. I survived and got help – many years of help.

No longer do I wanna-be anyone else but me! “Me” is the only me I can ever truly be. It was this life cliff that I had to scale before my power began finding its voice.

I have been so fortunate to find my “Me,” I’d like to help you find yours too. Self-Acceptance and Self-Development are crucial if we want to grow, move forward and fully celebrate or gifts. For over 10 years, I have been helping clients find and/or embrace their “Me(s).” I am thrilled to be once again offering such services.

It is time to live. It is time to be – our own ME.

I love you, S


Sterling Sinclair’s Healing Auracature Art Collection Public Premier at Amandala’s Restaurant in Peterborough Ontario September 24 to 28, 2019


Auracature Page with Pieces of the Collection

This is a buy your own food, drink, and artwork event.  As a sign of our appreciation, we are offering “Boundless,” a 15″x16″ “Healing” Auracature Art piece as a “door prize.”  No purchase necessary.  Must submit ballot in person at Amandala’s.

Amandala’s Menu, Bar list and Contact Information, Reserve Reserve Reserve

I wrote the following hybrid Artist Bio – Art Statement for the Healing Collection:

Sterling is a Canadian spontaneous visual artist with Indigenous ancestry. In 2007, as an artistically guided therapeutic method for counselling, he began innovating the Auracature style of line art.

Video of me drawing with the feather on the board

The sacred feather quill drawn black and white India ink images gained global attention as a “Psychic” art form because collectors could see their life stories reflected in the commissioned art pieces. Sterling describes his current art form as Intuitive Graphic Impressionism. At clients’ requests, some of his hand-drawn artwork is digitally coloured and printed onto canvas.


In September 2017, he created his purely abstract collection: “Healing.” Although over 3000 original drawings have been commissioned, Sterling’s “Healing” collection on sculpted board is being publicly debuted at Amandala’s Fine Dining Restaurant in Peterborough, Ontario (September 24-28, 2019). As of September 2019, 6 of the 22 pieces have been purchased by patrons. 

Having grown up playing in the woods in rural Ontario, Sterling developed an affinity for trees, wildflowers, gently flowing streams and most of all, wild grapevines. Sterling’s crisp Auracature style images are inspired by the winding grapevine silhouettes cast upon the sky. His favourite meditative practice is to crawl into a thicket, lay on his back, and look into the heavens. As the sunlight fills the negative space left open by the vines, white images appear among the blackened silhouettes. In Auracature art, the viewer first notices the universally inclusive animal and plant images set in the black lines. Then the etheric, spiritual images appear in the white “negative space.” Sterling says, “The real art is experienced in the white. The black ink becomes the “negative space,” if there is one.”

Sterling has been known for his eye for beauty commonly hidden in the bustle of life. From an early age, Sterling has viewed life as a surreal experience whereby life is found in the most unlikely situations. Even when he began selling his graphite drawings of local farms at 15 years old, he captured the essence of farm life and the personification of buildings. Sterling is an outdoors enthusiast who is an avid tree hugger, rock collector and amateur nature photographer. He records what he feels and hears more that what he sees.

His optimistic, inviting, pleasant “distortions” of our everyday worlds challenge the viewers’ perceptions of creation while assuring that everything is going to be okay. 

Sterling Sinclair is his “nom de plume.” He chose this fitting name, as an artist and spiritual counsellor, because it means “Pure Hope.” In 1993, Sterling was in a tragic motor vehicle accident that resulted in a traumatic closed head injury. He was a college professor and his injuries prevented him returning to teaching. He was unable to embrace his art for over 10 years.

To heal, he and his family built a cottage on Moira Lake between Tweed and Madoc, Ontario. While there, he, once again in the forest, found his love to draw. He believes that it was through visual art creation that he found wellness. He was assured of this one truth: We Must Never Give Up! From that one truth, Sterling innovated the hopeful Auracature art technique and his creative counselling process.

In 2017, “Healing,” the abstract Auracature collection, was born. Sterling invites you to view and purchase pieces of this magnificent wellness-inspired collection at Amandala’s Fine Dining restaurant.

“Healing” is an original, meaningful, one-of-a-kind collection that puts a new stamp of artistic expressionism upon the face of contemporary Fine Art.

This is the door prize we are offering.

I hope you can come out Saturday night. If not, rest assured, there will be other events/sales in the near future too.

Video Proof: “Healing” Auracatures make Us Happy!

Move over illness and sadness, “Healing” and happiness is on the way!

Amandala’s Facebook Page – They are So Excited about the Healing Collection Too

Google Maps to Amandala’s Restaurant in Peterborough ON

I Love You,

Sterling

 

For further information regarding my healing journey that inspired this collection and about how the week turned out:

Sterling Sinclair’s “Healing” Auracature Art Collection Exhibit and Sale Has Been Extended at Amandala’s Fine Dining Restaurant in Peterborough Ontario

If you missed the collection, Amandala’s has extended the show, due to a very positive reception and popular demand.  People are loving it..  Very Powerful. S

 

 

 

Sterling Sinclair YouTube Channel

Sterling Sinclair New FB Page


Sterling Sinclair Photographs Fairies – Faeries and a Forest Guardian on His Afternoon walk. October 9, 2017


I was sitting on the sofa yesterday around suppertime when I suddenly had the urge to take photos out in the field and forest. 
   
 These three photos were taken by me without looking through the view finder of my Nikon. I heard little high pitched voices say, “over here!” So I turned and shot. I was thrilled to see what was in these photos when I processed them this afternoon. 

  
Some of you will see them and some of you will not. 

As for me, this is a big confirmation that I am never alone.  

  
I have been drumming for a year and within this week I have:

grieved the death of the forest goddess tree, 

sung with my animal spirit guides, 

received etheric mist blessings

received visions of my ancestors, 

an ancestral anointing and mission instruction

stirred and calmed the wind 

and to top it off 

I got photos of orbs, forest sprites, faerie people, and a forest guardian spirit looking directly at me.  

What a magical week it has been for me. 

With these photos, I hope that those who are ready to see them will find and be blessed with eternal magic, awe, and restored hope.  

   
 This world is worth saving, just as the ancient ones are trying to save us too. 

May these photos brighten your day. 

Love, S 

Auracature Site


A Channelled Thanksgiving Message and Auracature Image of Hope, Living and Life by Psychic Sterling Sinclair, October 6, 2017


A Channelled Thanksgiving Message and Auracature Image of Hope, Living and Life by Psychic Sterling Sinclair, October 6, 2017  
I felt the urge today to channel an Auracature message. So many of us find celebrations like Thanksgiving very difficult to deal with. Many of us struggle to be happy. Many of us struggle to live. This message is a welcome one on this day. Live and live, for this life, we live. 

YouTube Recording of Sterling Reading the Blessing
On my enriching walk in the woods as mentioned in the video, I took these 3 photos. It was a profound affirming moment for me. When I returned to my studio, I recorded the above message.  

I hope you can sense a moment of awe too. 

   
   
Happy Thanksgiving

Live Life Live Life Live Life

Love, Sterling


Auracature Dedication to the Haltern, Germany Sixteen Students who Passed in the Germanwings A320 4U 9525 Crash Oracle Sterling Sinclair Psychic Art and Medium Message to Home


Auracature Dedication to the Haltern, Germany

Sixteen Students who Passed in the Germanwings Crash

Oracle Sterling Sinclair Psychic Art and Medium Message to Home

Please forgive my translation.

I am using Google Translate.

Bitte verzeihen Sie meine Übersetzung.
Ich bin mit Google Translate .

“Auracature Widmung an den Haltern,

Deutschland Sechzehn Schüler,

die in der Germanwings Absturz Passed

Oracle Sterling Sinclair Psychic Kunst und Medium Nachricht an Startseite”

April 5, 2015

I have given up offering professional medium services.  However, this tragedy has touched my heart like few ever have.  I mean no hurt to cause.  Please find peace and understanding in this and these posts.  My heart goes out to you all.

“Ich habe die Bereitstellung professioneller Dienstleistungen Medium gegeben . Allerdings hat diese Tragödie mein Herz wie kaum jemals berührt . Ich meine, keine Schmerzen zu verursachen. Hier finden Sie Frieden und Verständigung in dieser und dieser Stellen . Mein Herz geht an euch alle.”

Oracle Strerling Sinclair Psychic Auracature Art Lufthansa Germanwings Airbus 320 4U 9525 D-AIPX DAIPX Crash inf French Alps Update April 5, 2015 Medium Mediumship Message 16 Passengers Students Haltern Dead 2

“Play On.”

“No Pain. No Pain.

Together, We’re Together.”

“Play On”. 

“Keine Schmerzen. Keine Schmerzen. 

Zusammen sind wir zusammen . “

While drawing this Auracature, I kept seeing a blue bed spread or comforter that looked like it had a character on it like a “Return of the Jedi” image or something.  Beside it I see an alarm clock.  It was very important that I kept seeing the alarm clock.  Something about it going off when it was not supposed to or that this person was pointing to the clock not working right.  Then the image pans to a pink figurine (it reads as a pig to me but I really can’t make it out).  It jogs my mind as a gift or memoir.   Then I kept seeing underwear – they look like young man’s briefs crumpled and half inside out.  At the same time, I am shown the corner foot of the bed and a clothes closet like location and a dirty sock.  I have a sense of a second floor and a small window looking out to the street (?) from a second floor or from a window out of a roof.  Sorry for the visions not being clear.  They are the first ones that I have received since the crash.

“Beim Zeichnen dieses Auracature , hielt ich sehen eine blaue Tagesdecke oder Tröster, der sah aus wie es ein Zeichen auf sie wie ein ” Return of the Jedi ” Bild oder so etwas hatte . Daneben sehe ich einen Wecker. Es war sehr wichtig , dass ich sah immer den Wecker . Etwas über es geht aus , wenn es nicht auf oder dass diese Person war , die auf die Uhr nicht richtig funktioniert sollte . Dann werden die Bild Pfannen auf einem rosa -Figur ( es liest sich wie ein Schwein zu mir, aber ich kann wirklich nicht machen es aus ) . Er joggt meinem Kopf als Geschenk oder Memoiren . Dann hielt ich sehen, Unterwäsche – sie sehen aus wie Unterhosen jungen Mannes zerknittert und die Hälfte von innen nach außen . Zur gleichen Zeit , ich gezeigt, die Ecke Fußende des Bettes und einem Kleiderschrank wie Lage und eine schmutzige Socke. Ich habe das Gefühl eines zweiten Etage und ein kleines Fenster mit Blick auf die Straße (?) Von einem zweiten Boden oder aus einem Fenster von einem Dach . Sorry für die Visionen nicht klar . Sie sind die ersten, die ich seit dem Crash übermittelt.”

The following is a written message from one (I think one) of the passed students.  It could be more than one student changing their voices as each speak but I am unsure.  Again, I am sorry.

This is the message:

“Das Folgende ist eine schriftliche Mitteilung von einem (ich glaube, eine) der vergangen Studenten. Es könnte mehr als ein Student ändern ihre Stimmen wie jeder sprechen, aber ich bin mir nicht sicher . Auch hier tut mir leid.

Das ist die Botschaft :”

“I’m here mom.

“I’m here.

Sit here.

Bring Dad.

I know he’s angry.

Bring him here.

You will feel my breath as I move your hair.

My odor you smell.

You don’t know it’s me Dad.

Tell him it’s me.

Tell him it’s me.”

” Ich bin hier, Mama .

“Ich bin hier.

Setz dich hier hin.

Bringen Dad.

Ich weiß, dass er wütend ist .

Bringt ihn her .

Sie werden mir den Atem fühlen, als ich mich bewege Ihr Haar.

Ihr Geruch riechen Sie .

Sie wissen nicht, es ist mir Dad.

Sagen Sie ihm, ich bin es .

Sagen Sie ihm, dass es mir. “

My heart goes out to all of you.

May love once again find a way to rejoice in your hearts.

“Mein Herz geht an Sie alle .

Kann Liebe wieder einen Weg finden, in euer Herz sich freuen .”

Love to you, S

This is the April 1, 2015 Auracature Image:

“Dies ist der 1. April 2015 Auracature Bild:”

Oracle Strerling Sinclair Psychic Auracature Art Lufthansa Germanwings Airbus 320 4U 9525 D-AIPX DAIPX Crash inf French Alps Update April 1, 2015 Angels Heaven Hope Prayer Catholic Mass Love Dead Passengers 1

 

Love, S

http://www.auracature.com

These two articles are concerning the passed students who perished on the Germanwings 4U 9525:

“Diese beiden Artikel sind über die vergangen Studenten, die auf der Germanwings 4U 9525 umgekommen :”

http://www.wsj.com/articles/german-schoolchildren-feared-victims-of-france-plane-crash-1427209107

http://www.dw.de/haltern-mourns-germanwings-victims/a-18357426

 


Psychic Sterling Sinclair Sexual Assault Survivor Poem and Auracature “Still Here – Fighting to be Free.” When he comes in your room at night… November 25, 2014


Psychic Sterling Sinclair

Sexual Assault Survivor Poem and Auracature

“Still Here – Fighting to be Free.”  

When he comes in your room at night…

 November 25, 2014

Psychic Sterling Sinclair Life Coach Medium Counselling Auracature Art  Madoc Tweed Belleville Sexual Assault Survivor Child Abuse Rape Domestic Assault

 

I’m Still Here

 

I looked to the side

I stared at the wall

My lips bled from teeth bites

I never dared to call

 

I cleared the plate at supper

I feared the setting sun

Soon I’d try to sleep

I wished I wasn’t the one

 

I covered myself with blankets

I curled way down deep

But when I’d start to close my eyes

I felt him when he’d creep

 

I was not safe even in my own room

I wasn’t ever there alone

My siblings slept in beds beside me

I don’t know how I got his bone

 

I guess I was special

I guess from me their backs were turned

Silence screamed loudly as my springs did squeak

I wiped my eyes – Oh his love burned

 

I never saw him leave

I wouldn’t show my tears

Like a bad dream, the night ate up his shape

I wanted a drink from one of his beers

 

I coughed up in my mouth

I was sickened by his meat

His fingers would pierce me

I washed the blood from my sheet

 

I was alone at night

I was alone during the day

If anyone knew, not a mention was made

I wanted to go – Oh why did I stay?

 

I tried to tell Mom

I told my sister too

But the fingers pointed back at me

I guess I said something untrue

 

I learned to be quiet

I held these secrets inside

My pain was kept silent by the smiles that I’d wear

I tried to be proud – Where was my pride?

 

I wanted a good man

I looked for women, but nope

Where did my soul ever find to go?

I think maybe dangling at the end of a rope

 

I wanted to die

I wanted the sun to stay up

Was it the dishes I washed so well by the sink?

I took care each time I handled his cup

 

I live my life

I try to love and to live

No one ever showed me so do I know how?

I will find a way – I really want to give

 

If you see me with eyes all glaze over

If I’m not me sometimes some days

Please understand, I’m still here down inside

I’m dealing with life in my own silent ways

 

Please do not judge me

Please take time to see

He tried to trap all that I was

But I am still here – I fight to be free.

 

by Sterling Sinclair, 11/25/2014

 


Psychic Sterling Sinclair Poem – Child Abuse – Domestic Violence – When a Son Still Loves His Mom, Nov 20, 2014


Psychic Sterling Sinclair

Poem – Child Abuse – Domestic Violence

When a Son Still Loves His Mom

Nov 20, 2014

Mom and I Dance in the Rain

 

She sat on the step that day

She rocked me in her arms

My lips were all but silent

My eyes were screaming alarms

 

Here hands swung with a belt so wide

Here voice squealed of banshees

My back bruised and welted

My legs dropped like fancies

 

She looked as if she died that day

She wet my head with tears

I felt my mother’s worries

I breathed in all her fears

 

She could not stop once she’d begin

She love to hate the pain

I was her little special boy

I used to dance in the rain

 

Why Mom would you hurt me?

Why Mom would you start?

Many years of silence passed

I pushed Mom’s sorrow cart

 

She came by to see me one day

I stood outside my store

Upon the cold sidewalk

Where was my mom anymore?

 

She looked that day like no mom should look

She’d weathered every blow

I knew she felt what she gave me

I knew she had come to go

 

No words were really needed

No words could ever explain

She came to me to do one thing…

Mom and I danced in the rain.

 

Written by Sterling Sinclair (11/20/2014)

 

Love, S