22/05/2026
๐ก๏ธ๐๏ธโจ PUBLIC STATEMENT: PROFESSIONAL BOUNDARIES, SAFETY & THE TRUTH โ๏ธโจโผ๏ธ
As my platforms and events continue to grow, my priority will always remain the integrity of my work, the safety of my community, and the protection of my children.
For a long time, I chose silence.
For the past 18 months, I have endured an ongoing campaign of harassment, stalking, impersonation, defamation, obsessive monitoring, and coordinated attempts to interfere with both my business and my personal life. I genuinely believed that by staying focused, taking the high road, and refusing to engage publicly, the behaviour would eventually stop.
Instead, it escalated.
What began as online gossip and fake accounts evolved into something far more serious, interference with my workplace, contact with venues and ticket holders, alleged impersonation, surveillance style behaviour, infiltration of my events, and now the public targeting of my 11 year-old son.
That is where the line was permanently crossed.โผ๏ธ
โผ๏ธTHE EVENTS OF FRIDAY, APRIL 24THโผ๏ธ๐๐ป
Friday April 24th, the shadow moved from the screen into the physical sanctuary of my workspace and it targeted my 11 year old son.
A professional workspace is meant to be a sanctuary. a sacred space built on community, trust, and genuine connection with pure intentions. To bring deceit, hidden agendas, and malice into a room dedicated to healing is a profound violation of that peace.
Recently, individuals connected to people I have current ongoing legal matters involving me willingly purchased tickets to my Spirit Bus event 24th April and entered the space they publicly claim to โfear.โ
They sat purposely directly behind me and my son for five hours, participated in the evening, smiled in my face, hugged me, accepted my kindness, told me it was a great night and engaged warmly throughout the event.
One of the attendees is a direct relative of those I currently have current and active legal proceedings with. sent to conduct surveillance of me and my son at my workplace
Then, within minutes of the night ending, coordinated fake accounts began flooding my social media with attacks, fabricated narratives, and posts involving my child.
Read that again carefully.
Adults knowingly entered a healing space under false pretences, sat beside a mother and her child all night, and then weaponised that child online afterwards.
That is not fear.
That is fixation.
That level of sickness needs to be studied and should concern anyone reading this!
The irony is almost impossible to comprehend.
A genuine victim does not voluntarily spend money to attend the event of someone they supposedly fear.
They do not purchase tickets and attend an event they claim is a scam.
They do not willingly place themselves in close proximity for hours, interact warmly the entire night, and then immediately return online to continue coordinated attacks afterwards.
The contradiction speaks for itself.
The high road ends when a child is weaponized.
This is no longer social media noise; it is a formal address regarding a serious criminal and civil concern that is now an active police investigation.
โข They sat there in a space full of love, connection, and sacred energy while holding malicious, evil intent. To act kind in person and then hide behind fake accounts minutes later to manufacture "harm" reveals a predatory agenda, not a fearful one.
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The goal of this ongoing behaviour was clearly sabotage. These individuals wanted my event cancelled so they could publicly discredit my work and my business. As they have been doing prior to my event.
Instead, they sat inside a room full of healing, real connection, tears, laughter, and genuine human connection while unknowingly funding the very business they have spent so long trying to destroy.
Because the "scam" narrative they created failed against the undeniable success of the night, and the facts. the obsession turned toward the lowest, easiest target possible: My child !!! ๐โผ๏ธ
My son is 11 years old. This was his very first time coming to see his mother work. He was proud, he was safe, and he was loved by every guest there assisting with tickets and setting up behind the scenes until he realized he was being surveilled by grown adults with a malicious agenda.
He was exposed to behaviour no child should ever have to witness. My son is off limits!!
No mother should have to facilitate a healing event while simultaneously worrying about stalkers, fake accounts, infiltrators, harassment campaigns, and the psychological impact this behaviour is having on her child.
My child had every right to be in my workspace.
Adults becoming so consumed with destroying a woman that they monitor her child and manufacture "outrage" from a mother-son connection is a pathology that should disgust everyone reading this and is a sickness that needs to be studied
The real, heartbreaking toll is that an innocent boy who was so proud of his mom is now scared to come to another event.
After facilitating a 5 hour journey of deep energy work, I was exhausted and resting with my child on the ride back. That normal, human moment is what these individuals are attempting to weaponize, manufacturing sick lies online about "18+ restrictions" to justify their fixation on a minor.
My events operate strictly on Parental Discretion; I trust parents to use their own judgment.
The infiltration on the bus was not an isolated incident; it is part of a desperate, multi-layered pattern of interference that has been fully documented:
โข These individuals have actively called the venues and companies I partner with in the past, slandering my name in hopes of getting my events canceled.
They have even gone so far as to ring these companies pretending to be me in a chaotic attempt to disrupt my bookings.
โข They have systematically tracked down and contacted my ticket buyers, manufacturing malicious lies to frighten people and sway them away from attending.
They are so consumed by this fixation that they buy tickets simply to extract private event details and location data. They even had people rock up to my last event using information gained this way.
To spend your own income and your personal time just to gain access to a woman's calendar is a level of frantic obsession that speaks for itself.
But this has crossed criminal lines and boundaries
โจPeople see the followers.
โจThey see the sold out events.
โจThey see the business growth.
What they do not see is the human behind it, the mother behind it, the evidence folders, the police reports, the fake pages, the screenshots, the fake accounts, the anxiety, the exhaustion, and the constant attempts to destabilise my peace, reputation, livelihood, and my family.
What they do not see is the emotional toll of being relentlessly monitored and harassed by people who claim they โdonโt care,โ yet dedicate years of their lives to watching, copying, stalking, harassing, slandering, infiltrating, discussing, recording, and attempting to psychologically torment another woman.
What they do not see is the toll prolonged harassment actually takes on a human being mentally, emotionally, physically, and spiritually.
I want to be honest about that part too.
My nervous system is exhausted.
I am overwhelmed.
I am carrying a lot privately while still trying to show up publicly with strength, love, leadership, and grace. All whilst also being a full time single mum.
And while I will always stand powerfully in my truth, I also ask people to remember there is still a real human being behind the screen.
I am not posting this for sympathy, attention, or drama. I am posting it because silence has protected the wrong people for too long, and because my supporters deserve transparency about why my May event is being postponed until June.
Healthy people move on.
Healthy people disengage.
Healthy people do not build entire fake platforms dedicated to another human being.
Every incident has now been formally documented.
There is footage.
There are witnesses.
There are records.
There are statements.
There is evidence.
And there are active legal and police processes underway
๐ I do not "play" when it comes to the safety of my tribe, my workspace, or my family.
Every single second inside that bus was captured on 4+ hours of continuous GoPro footage for safety and insurance. Their behavior, their hugs, their faces, their conversations with my son and me! their full names on the paper trail bank transactions from ticket sales, and their vehicle license plates are all on official record.
We spent hours at the police station this week providing comprehensive statements and filing formal, detailed stalking and harassment reports.
โผ๏ธ UPDATE FOR 22 MAY SPIRIT BUS ๐
๐ซ Because the psychological safety and physical security of my children and my ticket buyers are paramount, tomorrowโs event 22 May is being postponed to June.
Protecting my children, my attendees, myself and the integrity of my events comes before absolutely everything else.
This is an empowered, protective and necessary pause to implement strict, additional security measures, legal safeguards, and safety protocols are finalised moving forward.
I ask for your deep compassion, understanding, and respect as a parent and a human being while I navigate this temporary safety reset.
ticket buyers will be contacted privately with the new details and I will be going through each ticket
Holder for safety reasons, and I know you will understand why this environment must be secured.
โจ **PLEASE NOTE - All future Spirit Bus events, including interstate shows, are continuing as planned.
If anything, this experience has shown me just how powerful this movement has become because nobody spends 18 months obsessively trying to destroy something insignificant.
To my beautiful supporters, clients, and community: thank you for your patience, compassion, loyalty, and discernment.
Thank you for continuing to see through the noise and stand beside me with love and integrity during one of the hardest periods of my life.
And to those still obsessively watching my every move while pretending I am the problem:
You did not expose me.
You exposed yourselves.
Because at some point, hatred stops looking like โconcernโ and starts looking exactly what it is:
Fixation. Obsession. Harassment.
I left that toxic table years ago.
The truth doesn't need to scream to be heard, it simply exists, and it is now a matter of police๐ก๏ธ๐๏ธ
