Jacquelene Close Moore

Jacquelene Close Moore Jacquelene Close Moore, multi-award winning sixth generation psychic, medium, empath, and spiritual

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Jacquelene Close Moore has completed over 15,000+ consults in professional practice since 1995 for clients Australia wide and from across the world. Jacquelene and her team are available for private appointments, workshops and seminars, public events, media, private and corporate parties and functions.



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"When reaching for the stars, I like to remember and respect the heart of the matter, and the ground beneath my feet."

Men were so angry about the Tea app - an app designed to help protect women - that men doxxed 72,000 women on the app an...
16/04/2026

Men were so angry about the Tea app - an app designed to help protect women - that men doxxed 72,000 women on the app and harassed them because MEN didn’t like that their own actions were being discussed.

But 62 MILLION MEN joined an online “rape academy” and other men are saying "not all men."

Women of the internet:

Your router likely logs every domain visited by people on your wifi.. In most routers, it is Settings > Advanced > Logs (or something similar.)

Do with that information what you will.
62 million men can't all live alone, can they?
Its time to burn the whole thing down, in Aries fire.

Lots of love
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Jacquelene

Well, following a truly bizarre picture the President posted, of himself as Jesus, which he later claimed was of him as...
15/04/2026

Well, following a truly bizarre picture the President posted, of himself as Jesus, which he later claimed was of him as a Doctor, added to the current state of global politics, satire has officially died, but at least the resurrection - of satire - may be possible at some point.

Thank you for those who came and joined us at Bunjil Place on Sunday at especially those who dropped by my stand to say hi, had a session with me, or braved walking through the sea of "christian religious bouncers" outside the front of the venue, as well as clogging the internal walkway to the library in order to get to my talk and readings demonstration, as well as that of any of the other speakers preceding mine.

I reflect on the current state of affairs where women, trans, lgbtiqa, and minorites safety, careers, rights to health care, and even women's ability to vote is now a focal point of increasing pressure and attempts to subdue by far right Christian extremist religious groups pushing us out of our places or work, gatherings, all the while lobbying and funding some of our own politicians here in Australia as well as in various countries globally. I draw attention especially to the Heritage Foundation, who want women out of the workplace, out of positions of leadership, out of the polling booths, back in the kitchen, completely devoid of choice, freedom, and our own financial security and financial self determination. I also consider the globally organised groups of men online teaching each other how to exploit the women in their lives in their sleep. Both groups have the same basic goal, control, although from different angles. This is really all about pushing back on the progress of women, minorites, lgbtiqa, and trans people, globally.

And, I figure that if you wouldn't have been burned at the stake 400 years ago, are you really an independent spiritual, healing, soothsaying woman in my field of work in empowerment at all?

Bunjil, the Eagle spirit is under whose feet we should all feel safe and protected to gather together.

Until next time
Love to you all
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Jacquelene

I suggest, early on in getting to know someone, mention an event that happened either in the news, to someone you know, ...
20/03/2026

I suggest, early on in getting to know someone, mention an event that happened either in the news, to someone you know, or to yourself that if you mentioned it to any "reasonable person" would illicit an empathetic response. Then sit back and observe them. Do they care? Do they show curiosity? Or do they just change the subject to something they want, like try to fast track meeting you for that coffee date they keep pressing you about, when you haven't finished vetting them to work out if you want to spend 30+ minutes with them face to face and feel safe about it.

You can also mention Louis Theroux's latest documentary "Inside the Manosphere," and ask him his view and thoughts on it. His response will be highly enlightening. Does he dodge it, does he volunteer that feminism has gone too far, does he think women should be submissive. Ask him about and while you're there, if you feel like really seeing him. It all provides insight into how he will treat you. Observe it all.

If a guy shows you that he lacks capacity for empathy, lacks capacity for healthy, enjoyable, intelligent conversational exchange, doesn't see you or women as worthy of equality... If he lacks curiosity about what you just said, and redirects the conversation straight back to his own agenda, his own interests, as if you said nothing at all, blocking him isn't ghosting. It's the consequences of his own attitude and actions.

You aren't at fault for not giving him "a chance." He isn't owed acceess, a chance, or a participation trophy.

You haven't ghosted by ending contact when he has already ghosted your humanity. He has already ghosted your concerns. He showed you he doesn't care about your thoughts, experiences, his impact on you, nor any care about you as a human being. So nope, it's not ghosting, it's his self fulfilling prophecy.

If he doesn't like it, the last thing he should do is pick up a microphone and start an angry podcast blaming women about his lack of access to them because of his own short comings, nor listening to other men who already have done the same.

Finito

Lots of love
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Jacquelene



Ladies, on this weekend of International Women's Day, I have a fairly simple, but important message : 1. Support and bel...
06/03/2026

Ladies, on this weekend of International Women's Day, I have a fairly simple, but important message :
1. Support and believe women
2. Smash the Patriarchy and continue to decenter men by keeping your own independence no matter what. From my 30 years of consulting for mainly women, don't let your only choices left ever become either continuing to tolerate his abuse or leaving to end up in poverty.

Keep your own independent career, finances, friends, hobbies, interests. Men can be part of your life, and if you find a good one, he can be your partner. Don't give up who you are. Don't sacrifice your progress in order to support his dreams without a solid and focused binding agreement that he has to put up and deliver his part of the bargain - first - in good faith.

Patriarchy has only been the last 10,000 years, look where what it's brought our world.

It's only been 52 years since women in Australia could open our own bank accounts, have our own money, and more recently, leave a marriage without having to prove fault, charge our husband for physical/ s*xual assault, get credit cards, bank loans, and run businesses. And yet, look at the backlash of men complaining and taking away our rights to health, safety, and wanting to take away our right to vote. Every time in history women have gained independence on our current level, as soon as men realise we don't need them, that they have to be likeable for us to stay, men in power rally and revolt against our right to independence.

Look at the Epstein Files. Look at men starting wars to distract from it. Look at men railing to remove women's rights to health care, finances, career, study, and the right to vote itself.

The best thing you can do as a woman is not fall for the weaponising of spirituality and psychology with the gasligting about "femininity," and how we are "biologically designed" to do all the unpaid, silent labour roles in society.

Be strong, be fierce, don't be a pick me.
Now more than ever don't vote and speak against your own rights health, safety. The world will only change for the better with our resistance, not our acquiescence.

Love
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Jacquelene

To the men saying ladies - who don't settle for undateable guys - will end their days lonely and alone with cats... Or ...
06/03/2026

To the men saying ladies - who don't settle for undateable guys - will end their days lonely and alone with cats... Or have chosen the cat or bear... May I introduce the Binturong, both and neither bear and cat.

I am not sure what's not to love about the Binturong, when I met one he smelt like popcorn for starters. He happily sat around my shoulder, with his tail wrapped around me, for quite some time. And I was in no way lonely while that bushy tailed weird little wonder of fur was with me. In fact I felt peace, joy, curiosity, and didn’t at all think about men's opinions of me. The Binturong exuded a sense of feeling very comfortable in his own energy, approachable, unphased, not remotely egotistical, and just... kind of grounded. He also kind of chuckled, apparently because he was relaxed with me. Laughing at oneself is something may be the Binturong can teach dudes who aggressively tell women how to be. May be these men would be happier if like the Binturong, they smiled and felt more, and postured less.

To these men, who reject women who've already rejected you, your primary competition after a woman's solitude is a cat ( or, dependent on which country, may be a Binturong). A cat requires its p**p scooped daily... so, that's your primary competition.

If, however, like the Binturong, you learn to be confident in your own skin, and you start gratefully celebrating what is going well in your life ... and what makes you happy, your mind will shift in a better direction. If you start celebrating the happiness and success of others, your opportunities will expand even more, just as your heart does.

And ... If you aren't supporting policies, podcasts, ideas, and outcomes that threaten women's rights, safety, health, freedom, money and vote, you are doing the absolute bare minimum... But in today's dating pool that's rare, so you'lll be already stepping ahead of the guys that completely repel women.

And, if you start listening to and becoming an ally for women... Wow! ... May be, just may be, you'll find a relationship. Don't be a

Lots of love
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Jacquelene



POL

22/01/2026

She bought a gun for herself. Two days later, she used it on him. Then 12 men decided her biology made her innocent.Los Angeles, March 16, 1881. Downtown streets were busy that afternoon. People shopping, working, living normal lives.Then a pistol shot cracked through the air.Francisco "Chico" Forster—40 years old, California's wealthiest bachelor—fell dead on the sidewalk. A single bullet through his right eye.Eighteen-year-old Lastania Abarta stood over him. Gun still in her hand. She didn't run. She didn't hide.She walked straight into custody like she'd been expecting it.Lastania was the daughter of Basque immigrants. Her father had died years before. Her widowed mother Isabel ran their family's pool hall on Ducommun Street.It wasn't fancy. But it drew customers. Lastania sang there. Played guitar. Her voice filled the room on busy nights.Chico Forster was a regular. His father owned vast California land. His mother was sister to Pio Pico, the state's last Mexican governor before American territory.Chico had money. Had charm. Had two children already—born to women he'd never married. Everyone knew his reputation. Promises came easy. Keeping them didn't.March 14 changed everything.Lastania performed at a party hosted by Pio Pico himself. The timing was loaded—Pico had just lost a major land battle to Chico's father in court.During her performance, Lastania changed the lyrics. Right there in front of everyone, she mocked the former governor.Then she left with Chico Forster.They went to the Moiso Mansion Hotel near the Plaza Church. In that hotel room, Chico made promises. Marriage. A future together. Forever. He showed her what he claimed was a marriage license. He'd find a priest and a ring. Everything would be made right.In 1881 Los Angeles, a young woman leaving her family home to spend the night with a man meant something specific. If she gave herself to him without marriage, she was betting everything on his word.Lastania took the bet. She gave him her virginity.Then Chico left to get the priest. Hours passed. Then a full day. Then another.He never came back.For a young woman in that era, there was no going home after what she'd done. She'd lost her honor. Her reputation. Her engagement to attorney Francisco Ramirez. Everything society said made her marriageable.She'd ceased to exist as a respectable woman. And everyone would know it.Two days went by. Lastania bought a pistol. She later said it was for su***de—that she planned to end her own life.But when she and her sister Hortensia finally tracked Chico down at a gambling stable, su***de wasn't the plan anymore.He was laughing with friends. Betting on horses. Acting like nothing had happened.The sisters confronted him. Witnesses later said he laughed in their faces. The women forced him into a carriage—demanded he take them to a church right then.Chico climbed in. The driver started through the streets.Then Chico ordered a stop. Stepped out of the carriage. Started walking away.Hortensia called after him. Begged him to come back.Lastania pulled the trigger.One shot. Through his right eye. Despite claiming she'd never handled a gun before, her aim was perfect.Chico's wealthy father was furious. He hired a special prosecutor. The district attorney brought in a team that included future U.S. Senator Stephen M. White.This wasn't just about murder. This was about a working-class immigrant girl killing California aristocracy in broad daylight on a crowded street.Lastania's attorneys faced impossible odds. She'd admitted to the shooting. Dozens of witnesses. Bright daylight. No question what happened.But they had a strategy. And it had worked before.Sixteen years earlier in Washington D.C., a young woman named Mary Harris shot her older lover after he'd promised marriage, taken her virginity, then married someone else.Her defense was temporary insanity caused by dysmenorrhea—severe menstrual pain that, according to medical theory of the time, could drive women mad.Mary Harris walked free.Lastania's lawyers used the exact same defense. And it worked because of what people believed about women in 1881.Medical science of that era taught that women's bodies made them unstable. That reproductive systems controlled their minds. That menstruation could trigger temporary madness.This wasn't fringe thinking. This was mainstream fact.Seven doctors testified at Lastania's trial. They presented the bloodstained hotel sheets as proof of her lost virginity. They explained how irregular cycles could disease the mind.Then Dr. Joseph Kurtz delivered the testimony that changed everything.He told the jury that any virtuous woman, when deprived of her virtue, would go mad. Undoubtedly.The courtroom erupted in applause. People cheered.Think about that. A doctor had just said that losing virginity outside marriage could medically cause insanity in women.And the audience clapped.Because in 1881, this made perfect sense to them.The jury was twelve white men. They'd been taught their entire lives that women were controlled by biology. That female bodies made women prone to madness.They deliberated twenty minutes. Not guilty. Lastania walked out to loud cheers. Some reports say she stopped by the police station to ask for her pistol back. Then she disappeared. Completely. No trace. Headlines ran nationwide. They all said the same thing: She claimed he seduced her under promise of marriage, then abandoned her. Nobody questioned the verdict. Because questioning it meant admitting something far more frightening than menstrual insanity. It meant considering that maybe Lastania had been fully conscious when she pulled that trigger. Fully in control. Fully aware. That a woman had made a calculated choice to kill the man who destroyed her future. In 1881, that possibility scared people more than temporary madness ever could. The defense worked precisely because it confirmed every belief society held about women. They were unstable. Irrational. Controlled by biology. Incapable of moral agency. Lastania couldn't be held accountable because she literally wasn't herself in those moments. Her reproductive system made her do it. But here's what nobody said out loud: The same biology that excused her murder was used to deny every woman voting rights. Property ownership. Education. Professional opportunities. If your body could make you insane enough to kill, society said you couldn't be trusted to vote. After April 1881, Lastania Abarta vanished from all records. No marriage certificate. No children. No death record. She disappeared as completely as if she'd never existed. All that remains is the image: Eighteen years old. Downtown Los Angeles. Pistol in hand. California's most eligible bachelor dead at her feet. And twelve men deciding her biology absolved her of responsibility. The defense was insulting. Built on lies about women's bodies. Condescending. Wrong in every scientific way. And it saved her life. Because sometimes the cage that imprisons you becomes the only way out. Sometimes the lie about what you are becomes the truth that sets you free. The question that echoes across 143 years isn't whether Lastania was truly insane when she fired that shot. It's whether we would have the courage to use the same cage door if it were the only one open. When survival means accepting an insult. When freedom requires playing into the very stereotype that holds you down. What would you choose? The truth that condemns you? Or the lie that lets you live?

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