How does a psychic medium of 34 years, a life coach to boot end up in a position where they are forced to review their love life? In my latest video I share the latest spiritual conversation with the divine realm and the important focus on romantic love, soul mates as well as other evolutionary connections. The moment arrived after a busy and a challenging day on H.G.A Medium where I was testing my ring light as I spend a bulk of my time working at night. I reserve the day time hours for paying clients and providing services within the community when I have an hour to spare.
The Moonology Oracle card deck was beside me and I thought what a great opportunity to create another oracle card video. I was immediately tuned into my own frequency, I had just completed a personal digital art piece inspired by the artist 6Lack and his song PRBMLS. The song pertained to a man who was promiscuous and had encountered the very normal challenges of juggling multiple women, all these women within the song failed to recognize who he was as a man. His beliefs in regard to love had contradicted theirs in terms of monogamy and the well known stereotypical commitments associated with classic relationships between men and women. You will find within the song the man is in conflict with himself as well offering insight into his heartfelt reflection of the self.
I loved the instrumentals in seconds when I first heard it way back when however, the song reappeared and it was most definitely for a reason. I dissected the lyrics and I knew the archetype of the male in seconds the moment I had paid close attention to this line “So, I found me a new thang, I’m not as lost as you think.” Seeking acceptance for who you are is not exclusive to individuals marginalized in society, given this is a black artist who had brought this song to life, I had no doubts in the personal journey he may have faced various forms of discrimination or ostracism. It is the perception of love the artist lended I was completely familiar with. I had even created digital artwork in relation to this song inspired by several high frequency beings to really capture the vibrations of the song through the lens of all men who embody the archetype. It is featured on my personal page I keep private where I test artwork and services prior to creating anything for H.G.A Medium.
Matter of fact the first verse of the song I was able to find the personal connection to my romantic life as I thought of my last relationship. A partner I had been with for a span of years who had showcased a greater commitment to something else rather than our relationship in the last years had arrived strongly. I thought of two other loves who embodied the archetype featured in the song. Why was I treated better in one regard involving personal loyalty, both men capable of laying their lives down for mine and have laid their lives down for mine without second thought. The latter relationship caved in seconds under social pressures and the constant personality switch had given me a mental whiplash as to who I was going to be to him within his life. The constant trivialization of the very real challenges between us were placing the coldest ice cubes within my heart in regard to him.
Everything I highlighted between us while I was embroiled in my civil rights case, he in turn projected unto me in efforts to present himself in a better light for his new friends. The constant discrimination I faced over my religion, ethnicity and all other federally protected personal identities, my partner changed and had oscillated from the new him to the old face I remembered. I couldn’t withstand it as my internal reservoirs of strength were for my case and couldn’t be tapped to contend with his new personality. He had accused me of this behavior as I was returning to myself after suffering a loss. He was most definitely on his journey and there was no chance of a romantic reunion.
My guides pushed me to present culture without fear and to represent the unique Afro-Dominican N.Y culture that had shaped my life then, empowering my past while others sought to weaponize to continuously assault my character. What had happened was incredibly akin to high school antics. He can keep his secrets as I told the truth everyday and I was definitely not crazy. Lucky for the two I had, loyalties undying, who had ensured I could survive any man. The gaslighting was recently learned behavior and I never thought it could occur but it did, it happened and the chord between myself and then partner become one of distant friendship. I knew every reason behind every action but I could never receive the truth directly from him. I owed it to myself to let go and let him be who he wanted to be. I pulled the oracle card after sifting through the deck casually for my message. I didn’t want to approach this personal reading with any emotion. I wanted to give myself a reading I would give to a client.
Don’t let your past hold you back. The photo at the beginning of this post spoke volumes of my personal journey. The divine number sometimes referred to as angel number I receive often is 1122 along with 333, 1212 and 444. 1122 usually is a reference to the past and as everyone knows the past can circle back in various ways until a cycle is complete. I am always told by the highest of the high in terms of forces to empower my past while paying the ultimate respect for the times that seemed impossible. In those hours where all was unforgivable, I had to “grow up fast” and at a young age when you already know life is complicated, who do you blame? In these years I had figures of whom I would desire in the future as potential partners however, the archetype featured in the song PBRMLS was well…a problem.
While I understood the lifestyle the these men had lived and respected their choices make no mistakes, as they did not lie about their activities especially their romantic activities, I desired the commitment they could not offer at the time. I maintained the relationships anyways as their love for me was genuine however, incredibly complex and it is worthy to acknowledge my ability to always strengthen the chord of love by continuously lending my friendship. I am became a supportive figure worthy of their trust knowing not to go beyond their boundaries. I never passed judgment and only offered concern when choices they had informed me of provided the catalyst to offer spiritual guidance. They had respected my choices to keep my distance, not be immersed in their personal realities and to find the love who could offer the lifestyle I had wanted.
Fast forward to the current year, reviewing the last 6 years I examined all the moments in regard to love and romance. The constant on and off status of my then long term partner in the beginning of the final years of the waning connection offered the space for another soul mate. He was one of the two men of the past, older and of course successful, demonstrating interest. When I had entered my relationship with my then partner I had stepped back from many friendships and connections that offered a little bit more. Giving unrestricted commitment to my then partner, the previous relationships would suffer understandably so. I had remained friendly but additional distances were created until a conflict brought up the past. Only one face had remained out of the two the other crossing over prior to my long term relationship.
Completely understanding the circumstances reuniting us in a different event than in the past, this gentleman had brought out the best in me in terms of guiding others and his constant affirmations in my ability to assist others had bolstered our connection once more. We were both tangled with the past attempting to clear a path for a true romantic relationship. I wouldn’t dare trespass on his personal life as the other connections he had were in the process of elimination after he had suffered a loss and sustained a physical injury due to his career. These were signs he had to reorient himself to create the future he had wanted and his bold choice to inform me had wanted me to be apart of this future was a motivating factor in my choice to walk away slowly and transmute the chord between my then open partner who had begun demonstrating the behavior causing us to not return in any which way to a committed relationship.
What we had that time was non-commitment, open relationship and the attempts to recommit I felt were intentional thwarted by my then partner engaging in self-sabotage. The other gentleman had known and it is in those moments he was displaying his innate ability to guide a person who is suffering the most controlled form of a heartbreak one could ever ask for. His compassion and empathy was notable trait I believed he had hid from others in that time. This gentleman had shown promise, he showcased an allegiance towards me I could never forget, the power of man who would not give up in complete sacred divine masculinity. A man on a mission believing in a better way to live, a better world where he could prioritize himself with authentic support and acceptance for who he was as a man.
Unfortunately things did not come to pass in the way he and I would’ve have liked. He transitioned in the following year and I could not believe a man who had exuded tremendous power can abruptly be in the higher dimension in what felt like seconds. I couldn’t speak. He was fine the other day. I cannot even discuss the matter in the way I would like without asking myself why didn’t I see it coming? Why didn’t he stop by my house like he said he would? Why did he have these conflicts at the time, looking back, were a bit trivial? Why did my civil rights case have to transpire in the middle of the biggest pivotal moment in my life? While I can answer all these questions logically and in a calm emotional state, a part of me still feels to this very day, he was not meant to die.
I cannot change the past, but it is the loss of him that changed my views of the world I lived in I can with complete conviction say that pure evil had caused the conflict we had found ourselves in. At times it felt as if the devil was after him and while it can illicit surprise reactions a statement such as this, if every reason behind his actions was to protect someone he loves in an impossible world then how is it not evil that had knocked on our doors? I, in turn felt as though I was protecting him in his states of vulnerability as his personal reality came crashing down in the middle of my case that I do believe impacted his life.
He had his suspicions, confirmations and after all, he was a man of my past. I found myself at peace when I had the dream he was among the angels, my guides not sparing me from information in regard to the additional troubles surrounding his life. As for my case, I am still waiting to hear back from the authorities as to what I had reported. Given he was estranged from his family and only had a few friends close to where I lived I chose not to seek anyone out attempting to pay respects towards his family, they had the right to grieve in total privacy as well as honoring his choice to not have them too close to him or I in the pursuit of his new identity.
The future I perceived gone in countless seconds. I hid my grief from friends for as long as I could until my friends had found out and contacted me. I sat in the car as a passenger, which is a rarity, and my friend played a song referring to him. They told me quietly they had known and I felt relieved as I couldn’t speak without giving the third person perspective in efforts to protect the new reality I had to construct. It was a reality where I couldn’t depend on him to show up and give 1,000 promises of the better world. I never wanted anyone to feel as though they were at fault for anything if they weren’t responsible and from what I had heard, funeral proceedings had occurred and it was beautiful. There is nothing more I could ask on my behalf as I just wanted the memory of him to be a great one. I am stranger to his family except for a couple individuals who had known of me.
Still in a conflict pertaining to my case, that year was difficult yet I returned to work and spoke to my family when I could about everything while maintaining the appropriate respect for him. I had offered him spiritual counsel as his religious experiences gave cause for him to want to change his life. The same went for my ex long term partner. I had told him there was someone else but things didn’t exactly work out and he had known why. Transparency within all romantic relationships or post romantic relationships is what I consistently offer as I never wanted anyone to have a misconception as to where my heart is in my life. My case took way too much energy from me and I placed my case in the back of my mind for the time being. I had taken all the required precautions to safeguard my life, health, business and loved ones.
No Time For Romance
Let me reintroduce myself post several traumatic events featuring the death of a loved one, a civil rights case and a changed society. Hi, my name is Heather G. Arciniegas aka H.G.A Medium. I am an Afro-Dominican American citizen, proud New Yorker, psychic medium, life coach, practitioner of quantum healing modalities, Catholic pagan vilified for existing. Did I get you there? The last part…very real and tied to my case thankfully! Like I had mentioned in previous posts and my personal page, I had reported the crime committed against me in terms of my privacy invasion case. The primary cause of my privacy invasion case, my findings, was due to my religion. The other forms of discrimination I had faced undoubtedly stemmed from the guilty party in their accusations made against me in order to excuse their treatment of me in terms of my faith. I do believe they had hired a private investigation team and had, with every intention to improperly critique and examen my life as well as my past, attempted to retrieve information to justify their criminal actions.
I had made a well founded assessment these individuals were undoubtedly involved in dangerous criminal activities and with what I know they had attracted to themselves, what they had done to me they must have done to others. I felt vindicated when I had seen so many angry individuals from town and out of town surrounding their location. That of course is none of my buisness but I did report my findings but feedback from law enforcement hasn’t been the greatest. Either way, I did my part to ensure the safety of everyone else whom I believed was innocent or did not know of the social conflict I had stumbled on stemming from this guilty party.
Keep in mind this, I do not hide that I am psychic medium or a practitioner in any which way. I have openly worn a pentagram for many years along with anything in relation to Christ as I am also a follower and believer of Master Jesus. I still do not know why they created a fanfare or stalked an individual they had accused of wrong-doing. I believe they spent a great amount of time proving my claims than defending their own from what I could gather. I more or less moved on from the whole conflict. Since my case doesn’t involve a violent crime and is only truly cyber crimes case with elements of physical stalking as well as aspects of defamation of character, my case file undoubtedly is at the bottom of stack of folders collecting dust.
I wore my cross earrings and pentagram before this case and I will continue to do so after. While contending with my own personal journey and encountering the slander, all which I have reported, I had a man approach me in town. He said with sorrow in his eyes that I was a beautiful person before walking away. Then it happened again with a different individual. Then once more, when I had exited my local 7-11. Matter of fact, this happened for a whole month random strangers saying I was beautiful and reviewing the matter psychically I reached the right conclusions. Obviously nothing I could or would call or turn in. There was no concrete evidence available much to my dismay. I had my suspicions confirmed by another stranger who shouted so fast I thought he would throw himself out of his car window in attempts to tell me this painful information. You are reading a publication from a S-word, N-word, F-word, demonic b-word, who deserves to die because of my civil rights case. I DIED! I am also, according to other incidents of this nature, in 20 different crime groups and the number one cause of others committing crimes on behalf of other individuals behavior. Did I get this right? Here are the photos prompted by guides to showcase my version of femininity in which I have faced scrutiny for, not that I cared. Besides, my grandma had it right, look at your past loves, te amaron por esto (they loved you for this)!
I believed I did, I reported anything that was in direct relation to my case but everything else, I couldn’t piece together and my determinations had led to the notion separate conflicts were occurring at the same time my conflict was. My ex long term partner and of course my family were notified of these events. My ex-partner in his own conflicts couldn’t assist me. No way we could ever be together after the constant arguments as much as he tried to reunite with me only to change his mind the following week. Thats it, I thought to myself. He can only be a friend and if he calls me it is because of his life needing emotional stability. That means cord transmutation time! Myself and my high frequency guide ensured the chord faced transmutation and any negative imprints were removed. I can be whole without a heavy heart or regrets. At this point in time he had revealed his wellness journey and I remained as his friend despite the ups as wells as downs in his life.
I can be a supportive emotional figure without feeling I had to fulfill a role requiring a dangerous psychological commitment. He had apologized for all the ups and downs, I forgave him completely and didn’t expect anyone or even HIM to understand why. As for all the street action I had encountered, through various calls to law enforcement agencies local and federal, I learned genuinely how to protect my information and did not worry after. Everything I was seeing was the symptoms of defamation. I don’t have time to even think about a new romantic partner. At the time I was still working a full time job and operating H.G.A Medium full time. After the aforementioned heartaches, a new face, a new chord seemed daunting. I didn’t even want to think about dating or trying to search for a single partner distant from where I had lived. I believe in the golden rule taught by the two males from the beginning of the story. Don’t date in the same town your ex is in.
I Am Just Undatable
It’s not every day another soulmate arrives from the heavens to assist you. To see him meant I had hit a crossroads in my journey. His dark hair and unforgettable intense eyes found mine fast. Empower my past right? He began to speak, telling a story having me identify the main characters with my intellect, a trait from his life he didn’t lose in the afterlife. I did so quickly, knowing my name had been mentioned in a dangerous conflict I was formally unaware of. He took his time telling me of faces and names jogging my memory and every event leading to his death. His death was one I mourned privately then as well oh so many years ago. Someone had begun to dig into a person we had all known. I tried to not ask any questions after all, back then, he expected me to know everything like the back of my hand. He was a fellow psychic and a very protective figure in this life and the afterlife.
He had known of the recent loss. A friend of his too. This I had known however, what is the lesson here? “Mourn him, fearlessly,” he said. I thought I had done so properly. “No you didn’t,” he replied. I perceived myself in bed, these two men were there on either side of me, protectively. Both holding me as it appeared I had to keep turning back and forth to hold them both in return. They both had wanted me to know they were looking out for me and still with me. The gentleman who I had the potential future with is the driving force of ensuring I remain physical safe. The other told me, a conflict had really spiraled out of control and if I remembered what he had told me back then. A tattoo on his chest appeared in my mind. In lettering was my initials. He said he meant it. H.G.A Medium is a reflection of the love I had in my life as well as the education I received from my grandmother in terms of being in of service. Giving love unconditionally, I couldn’t think of anyone better than my grandmother who can place her hand on any shoulder, especially my own and bring a reality of clarity as well as peace in seconds.
In this divine intervention, it had taken me several moments to register what he continued to speak of. He said several times if I ever had to speak of him which is rare, it was okay to say he had O.D. I dislike discussing his death as it was painful one as he was always in battle with himself. I had lost many friends to suicide and overdoses, but this death had covered all the bases of every single nerve. I had lost my biological father in what many would call a close timespan. I wasn’t the same and those years I had closed the book on a lot and permanently logged off of MySpace. It was a couple of years until I would log back on to permanently delete the account.
I finally had the courage to ask who had spoken of me to whomever that had lead to this divine intervention featuring both loves standing before me at the highest frequency. God had sent them, the Archangel Michael is usually not too far away if both men were in my presence and naturally he arrived not to long after. I had adjusted my life fast. Focus on H.G.A Medium, “your time is not yours but of your future,” said Archangel Michael. I didn’t need to think long as to his meaning. I, with new passions and motivation ignited by the archangel dedicated myself with no remorse to H.G.A Medium, my career and other employment derived incomes.
My illogical emotions presenting this odd desire to run ones that I had controlled quickly. In the meantime I am feeling the pressures to date. After all, I am not getting any younger and my loved ones wanted to see me happy. They knew I was focused on my career primarily and I would never ignore an archangel. I felt undesirable in so many ways within this time period, thoughts I corrected, emotions transmuted faster than I could feel them. I was unstoppable in maintaining my high vibrational state of contentment. I saw my personal future timeline, I did have love in the future but in this moment I said this to all my friends…I really don’t have time to date.
Mending Wounds And The Future
It was Archangel Michael, the Seraph Aeon with an ascended blue sirian who had pushed me to take on courses in regard to trauma beyond my initial education. I was well versed however, they wanted me to utilize H.G.A Medium in various ways to help others. I debuted my coaching services. Touched By Grief sessions and Sacral Freedom sessions was created by their hands pushing me along with my hypnosis services spearheaded by Archangel Michael. The ascended master A’Aiku protecting me fiercely with spiritual coding, she was protecting the future and was unapologetic in working. She had entered battle several times on my behalf in a series of trance states, dreams as well as clairvoyant images. I feel as though I owe it to myself but especially the universe to stay focused on my soul’s purpose.
But he told me to grieve, to grieve freely. I decided to access these emotions in meditative state. Laying down in bed with my high frequency guides, it happened, no psychological scientific explanation of what happened, which I normally do to rationalize feelings I cannot sort out initially. There wasn’t much but the sense of senseless. I had the moment my guides were waiting for me to have. How did these events all happen? Why was there an absurd amount of panicking? Why was there a code of illogical silence by enacted by everyone, including myself? A series of complaints paired with somatic moments of crying and myself trying avoid any form of severe nasal congestion that can be brought on by excessive crying. “Good. Now, tell someone how you feel about everything,” said my guide. You mean tell people of my emotions? Have I not been doing that? Speaking from the heart or telling people how I feel I believed was my favorite past time. My guides brought up the conflict, my case, society, my loss. Apparently I kept a lot to myself, but I didn’t mean to the second I started to confide to my loved ones, trusted friends and peers, my past emotions as well as current emotions were vocalized. I lost two pounds and with my new eye cream recommended by a friend, I felt lighter than ever. I honestly didn’t realize I was carrying it, either way I had felt better but I was informed it was to also help others to know they weren’t alone.
Sometimes I am so focused on work I can forget to socialize outside of work related forums and be that friend, that person my past loves had held in high regard. I was also getting closer to the next soulmate. I had reviewed my love life then. Am I ready for a date? The moment I had viewed the next potential suitable partner, I felt it. The voice of insecurity had spoken. Will this person be reliable? Will this person understand my spiritual calling, my soul mission? Did he see my pentagram? Is he turned off by strong feminine archetypes? How does he feel about Christ? Also, is African spirituality a no go by any chance? Warrior, mother archetype here working on extending my services to include Law Of One spellwork!
Then I saw an old face, a man who accepted me unapologetically however, I had feared my case would touch his life. Illogical thought? Not really. I didn’t want to demonstrate the promise of the future if I myself had these valid doubts. He had a child and I am the cool fun aunt of a child who secretly controls everything with joy and growing intelligence. We were both busy but I had wanted to once I had brought my visions to life. A little unfair to him in my opinion, I remained as a friend. I was told by my guides to be selective and utilize my heart space as the ultimate navigational tool. I had seen other individuals too who seemed interested. Then these thoughts appeared. Does he know I am a person of color? Will he run if I mention I support LGQBT rights? I miss Barack Obama every day. The last thought had me laughing out loud. Wow! I had a lot of concerns about dating but when I pinned point the origin, it really is my case that had created these thinking patterns. I used to just introduce myself the second a person seemed friendly physically and energetically. Now I had second thoughts and before I knew it I became future oriented and then this thought happened…is he the type of guy who would run when the going gets tough? Nailed it! Abandonment. Will they run the second they face or learn of the traumas I normally am surrounded by? With my work and my case, I was never truly free from it. In terms of work trauma is what I specialize in. It can be taxing and I always take precautions to prevent burn out. Sometimes I don’t watch news or I won’t go out, keep to myself and view comedy stand up shows. Anything from Def Comedy Jam, John Leguizamo or any comedians that can really touch the genuine chords of life is the go-to.
My past male partners will admit to one thing, they never had to worry about me. Always self sufficient, independent, God fearing and too caught up with my guides to ever create a concern. A go-getter and a kind person are the last two characteristics they would offer. Then another insight was delivered softly by my intuition, I’m always busy. I only make time for myself and loved ones. Can I even create time to entertain a new soulmate? Everyone knows how it is the beginning. First date, second date, third date, every other weekend, every weekend and don’t forget texts as well as phone calls in between. Can I even do this? H.G.A Medium is my love language and my real commitment. My guides had offered this sentiment, when you are ready to, everything will align, you will know. Do not stress over it. The open discrimination I witnessed told me where my people are if you will, where the next love would be. This person would love my curly hair, my ferocity, the glitter of Andromeda, the contact lenses honoring a galactic legacy, my personal passion for psychology, ufology, mi cultura and commitment to helping others as well as raising the vibration of this planet Earth we are all on.
Why Wear The Ring?
The ring I wear on my left hand is all about the honorado of all the loves I had met, the ones who had sacrificed and placed me forward. The love from past lives where I had met them once before, the cloth we had come from when we were nothing but stars, on another world, in the sacred dance of souls. When we were thoughts in the mind of an archangel and when we were in the vast cloud of light emanating from God. It is honoring the vast pool of darkness where we were dormant and next to the Creator who had felt nothing but our love, appreciation and gratitude. He chose to create, he gave us life and the infinite memories and when return to him in our death, we came back every time and find one another. The day I take this ring off it is in exchange for another person who loves me fiercely as the love I had known, felt and feel everyday from the highest powers in this universe.
Faith. The faith the right person I am meant to be with I will find and the moment will be right. We will build, honor the sacred past of the cultivation of our independent identities and be in union in divine accordance. Here’s to the future!
H.G.A Medium 
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