I Am Morgan Le Fay

Dear Diary,

Much time has passed since my last entry.

I've not been in the right frame of mind to write, neither have I had the energy.

I have found myself in the middle of circumstances that have almost entirely consumed me.  They have consumed me to such a point that I could not eat, sleep, breath or think.

To not be of my true self has been a very tiring and painful experience.  To not feel connected to the land, to my magic, to my past.

All I could do was wait until the clouds cleared a little, to allow the sunlight to peek through.  Despite my drained body and to-be-honest, sleepy mind, I am now able to see the light again.

It is only during these dark times that we can go within and find our inner strength.  It is only during these times of solitude that we can know ourselves.  I am strong.  I am Morgan Le Fay.

Blessed Be my feet as I walk upon this Earth.

Morgana xxx

The 'Weird' Chaotic Energy Of Morgana Pendragon's Jupiter Day.

Dear Diary,

What a day!  Today has been an extremely strange day energy-wise and I've not got a thing done that I'd planned to.  I'm assuming that there is a 'viable' magical reason for this and hoping that it's not just a random blip.  I hate the wasting of time.

I am currently waiting for the manifestation of several spells of enchantment and it is typical of the time when things are about to take a turn.  It is a law of magic that magic has to manifest via chaos.

This morning I answered the door to the postman only to have a stray dog, rush in.  This was not just any old dog and it was not a cute dog.  It was a horse-like ugly mutt of a dog that thought it owned the place.  My two went mental.  What a racket.  I then had to chase this uninvited monster of a hound, around the house, before going for an unplanned walk in my dressing gown, to try and find who the hell it belonged to.  I didn't find the owner, but a local builder took it off my hands, thankfully.

Then, several light bulbs went, leaving the back of the house dark and dingy.  I've ordered some new ones.

Then, trying to get back to my day, I bathed my two little Maltese, as they were overdue after which Jasmine decided to shiver uncontrollably despite the house being warm.  So I ended up having to cuddle-dry her until she warmed up.  Wet Maltese down one's jumper - mmm...lovely!

My brain has not been able to focus at all on what I should've been doing, due to having so many interruptions and appointments.

Appointments for this, appointments for that.  Speak to this person, discuss that with that person.

Waiting.  Today was also very much a day of waiting.  Delays, people being nice, don't get me wrong, but making me wait so much it tested my patience.

The long walk home was a much slower walk than usual as my thighs were aching so much from all of the walking I did yesterday.  I didn't get any peace either as I passed the tall trees.  That's the place where I usually breathe a sigh of relief and talk to the tree spirits.

Today though, I couldn't get a word in edge ways for fay chit-chat.  Yes, thank you for talking and asking me lots and lots of questions.  Your presence is welcome...err...just not now and not all at once!

Then, just as I got home, cold and thirsty and totally knackered, the old lady who lives next door thought she had a 'strange' man in the house.  She didn't, she's just old and loosing her mind, bless.

Her daughter later called on me to ask what had happened right at the time when I was cooking dinner, so my Salmon got cremated.  Salmon is not cheap either.  It got eaten though.

Then, then, then!

Then all of the children whose voices could be heard decided to argue with each other, shouting, storming off, throwing things.  Very loudly.

What is today?  A Jupiter day.  Normally a good day, so what the fuck?  Yes, I said fuck, it is a wonderfully therapeutic modern swear word.  If I were still writing by hand in my paper journal it would be written in VERY large writing all across the page right now.

FUCK, fuck, fuck and fuck.  Underlined and in BOLD!

Take a deep breath or ten Morgana.  Relax Morgana.  Think of lakes and owls and flowers and lavender incense and shit like that Morgana.

Right, now for some kick-ass incantation writing for peace and fucking quiet!

"I call to the Element of Air this night, to blow your wind and take away this chaos with your might.  Mental annoyances with your gusts now fast remove, my fucking headache please now soothe."

What?  Did I say fuck again?  What a fucking shame!

Blessed Be

Morgana xx

P.S. If I eat a whole packet of fudge this evening don't blame me!

Sexual Sorcery Via Skype With Sexual Sorceress Morgana Pendragon

Dear Diary,

Since re-launching my Morgana Pendragon, Priestess Of Avalon, Sexual Sorceress & Seductress website a few weeks ago, I have received so many emails and messages via Skype asking me exactly what it is and what Sexual Sorcery can be used for.  I need to write some more blog posts and maybe an F.A.Q to answer some of the questions that I am being asked.

Make Note - Write 'Sexual Sorcery F.A.Q.'

I've also been asked how my Skype Sexual Sorcery Sessions work, so need to write a break-down for newbies, detailing exactly what they can expect from their Skype Sexual Sorcery time with me.

Make Note - Write 'A Guide To Sexual Sorcery Sessions.'

Being registered at SkyPrivate.com now is brilliant as people can pay-per-minute for my time as well as pre-book.  It is still much better though to get those interested to pre-book as I do get so busy and am often fully booked, especially on the new and full moons.

My SkyPrivate.com profile looks quite good I think, although I wish HTML could be used within the copy of the listing itself:

So now I can accept payment via CamModelDirectory.com, LiveCamModelShows.com, my website at ModelCentro.com and SkyPrivate.com for private bookings.  Obviously I can also offer my Sexual Sorcery Sessions via webcam on the cam sites when I'm live.

Once my new internet line is installed and up and running I need to get set up at MyFreeCams.com as well as Chaturbate.com - where I can stream live regularly.

I do like the pay-per-minute facility though.

Oh-my-Goddess, such a strange thing just happened...will write about it later as got to dash.

Blessed Be

Morgana xxx

Walking the Spirit Back Home

Dear Diary,

I have spent so long sitting here at my desk that today I just could not do it.  I re-wrote that article first thing in any case, so it's not like I didn't do anything.  I also added the link to SkyPrivate.com to my website and answered a few emails.  Then that was me done.

I have always followed my heart and today my heart just wanted to walk, and so I walked.

I walked to town and found a few pieces of clothing, some of which I'll alter to make my own.  I then continued down to the bookshop where I spoke to the man who only seems to see me in the form of butterflies.  I told him that he should take a look at my website and he'd know why.  He has such a wise and kind energy about him.  I don't think he knows of his gifts.

After browsing through books and not finding anything that stood out, I left the man and his visions of butterflies and walked to the park.  I sat in front of the lake for a while and called to the fairies and we sang songs together of memories past.  As the light was fading, I didn't sit for long and so walked to the forest and listened to the waters as they cascaded down through the streams in the valley.  The waters roared today quite loudly.

Then as I passed the old stone bridge, everything went dead quiet all of a sudden.  It was as though I had left the land of the living and as I turned to look back, to see why the sound of the gushing waters had quietened, a darkness fell upon me.  The damp leaves blew across my path and then as suddenly as it came, it went.  When it went, I felt such a relief, but looking down at the time on my phone I realised that more than an hour had passed.

Where had I gone and why was the path so short and yet the time passed, so long?  A shiver ran down my spine and I made my way up the steep path to home.

Reaching my courtyard garden, the rays of the setting sun blinded me.  The sky turned orange as I opened the door and I felt the warmth of the fire burning inside.

As I took my hat, coat and gloves off a poem came to me.  It told me of time missing that was filled with nothing but the moment.  A moment within which everything stood still to allow me to catch my breath and heal my heart.  It knew at that moment that I had gone home and come back again.  I knew that I had been home as the scent of the land I knew was in each and every one of my breaths and my hair was glistening with magic, as if lit from within.

It was a good poem but then the words went too, before I could write them down.

Then the evil died.

Going to feed the animals before the sun disappeared completely, I found the body of the white rat that would not be loved.  The rat that I kindly took in but who bit and clawed at me whenever I tried to go near it or her sister.  I did not cry.  I just took her sister, kissed her, bathed her and have given her a home with me in the house.  She cannot be left alone now.

It is strange how the passing of time, the shedding of pain and the ending of life always seem to come together.  I took on too much, with love and in an attempt to offer kindness but sometimes the spirits of those within which evil lies will never welcome or know kindness.

A lesson I have learned the hard way at time.

Rest in peace Lily Rat.  May the Goddess welcome you, regardless of your ways.

Blessed Be

Morgana xxx

What Is A Sexual Sorceress?

Dear Diary,

Last night ended up being so very busy as people kept coming to me for my magical help and for advice.  I hate to turn people away, especially when they are so desperate for reassurance and support, so I worked until I had no more energy left.  Walking between the worlds, in and out of the mist, is always a wonderful feeling though.  It reminds me of when I used to reside there throughout each day and night.  It is always so strange to come back down to Earth and remember that actually, I am now living in the modern world, still by the waters, but in a far different landscape and time.

I came across an old article that I'd written a few years ago whilst scanning the internet, I've revised it slightly, as one does:

What Is A Sexual Sorceress?

A Sexual Sorceress is a woman who has studied the ancient arts of sexual sorcery and has been initiated into a particular tradition, following a lengthy period of devotion, study and practice, dedicating herself to the performance of those sexual arts, to the service of the deities of her Sexual Temple and to the people who attend her Temple.

Also known as Priestesses, Witches, Enchantresses, Sexual Sorceress's often come from a lineage of past sorcerers and possess natural magical, psychic and healing gifts, which they would have developed and perfected as part of their training. They are highly skilled in multiple disciplines and are able to offer assistance to those who need it. A Sexual Sorceress may also train other suitable men and women in the ancient sexual temple arts.

Those in need the help of a Sexual Sorceress in their life can email me at: morgana@morganapendragon.com

Blessed Be

Morgana xxx

It's Official - My BlogSpot Is Now Called 'Priestess Diaries!'

Dear Diary,

I've always written a lot, mainly in pretty journals that are now in piles under my bed.  This year I decided to stop writing on paper, in order to do my bit for the environment and to start writing my diary entries online instead.  I still need to use paper for some magical tasks and also for drawing and painting.  I still have room in my 'Book of Poems' which I shall use up too.

So here I am, after another long weekend of computer work (oh the modern life) adding another entry.  Today has been a strange day, cold, but hot, calm, but stormy.  I spent the first part being checked over at my local health center - everything is fine, it was just a new patient check.  I very rarely attend such appointments as tend to keep myself in good health, but this was mandatory as I'd joined a new practice locally.

I have been the same weight since, forever and my blood pressure, which has always tended to be on the low side, was fine.  I made a rule for myself years ago, I shall never get overweight or old!  I try to also ensure that I never get ill either.  This often results in me drinking or eating odd looking and disgusting tasting concoctions that I feel 'drawn' to blend or cook and consume.

I didn't sleep well last night, despite the scent of lavender essential oil and the energy from my amethyst crystal.  I'm sure it was Merlin coming to me again.  He's done so the last few nights, mostly in the early hours - thanks Merlin.  His energy is like lightening and wakes me and despite me appreciating the wisdom he imparts and the journey he walks with me, I do wish that the veils would not always thin at 3am!

I still have a lot of work to do in the set up of my new websites.  I need to compile a list of content ideas for my website http://www.morganapendragon.com and also for the Raven Goddess's at http://www.ravengoddesstemple.com both of which are looking good so far.

Again, ideas tend to come to me during the night, then when I wake, I think 'and what was that?'

I think I need a voice recorder or something, to make notes.

The storm is passing over the UK again, battering homes and creating chaos.  May the Goddess less and protect those whose lives have been upset by it's force. The rain has just started again here.

You and I have a long journey ahead of us I feel, Diary.  You are now my official 'Priestess Diaries!'

Blessed Be

Morgana xxx

Want Me To Write More Sexual Sorcery Blog Posts?

Dear Diary,

Yesterday I also wrote this article for my blog at: http://www.morganapendragon.com/blog

Merry Meet,

Just a quick message to draw your attention to the tip box underneath all of my blog posts.

I do love to write and would love to be able to dedicate more time to doing so.  With this in mind, may I ask that if you like or love what you read, that you kindly offer your support by tipping me as little or as much as you can?

Your help is much appreciated.  I also welcome writing suggestions and ideas, so please do feel free to get in touch with me at: morgana@morganapendragon.com

Blessed Be

Morgana xxx

Morgan Le Fay - Famous Witches

Dear Diary,

Yesterday I wrote this article for my blog at: http://www.morganapendragon.com/blog

In times gone by, Morgan Le Fay, was also known as Morgaine le Fey, Morgane, Morgain, Morgana, Fata Morgana as well as other names.  She was known across the lands as a beautiful and powerful sorceress, but an antagonist of King Arthur and Queen Guinevere, according to Arthurian legend.  There are many accounts and depictions of Morgan Le Fay, although in all of them, she was described as a natural Witch, who learned of her skills during her early life and then developed them under guidance of Merlin and the Druids.

Some say that her personal feelings and fears, combined with the need to keep her magical powers secret due to the anti-sorcery views of newly Christianised England, enraged her and encouraged her to turn to the dark magics.  This portrayal of her character becoming more and more evil is one that many scholars adore to accentuate.  According to their often biased opinions, it is at her lowest points that she seeks to learn the black arts and is transformed into a Witch.

Of course we now know that one cannot simply ‘turn’ into a Witch and we know that being a Witch does not mean one is practicing the dark arts.  Witchcraft simply means ‘the craft of the wise’ and Witches are able, according to will, to perform both light and dark magics.

Early works featuring Morgan Le Fay describe her as being a fay, which means fairy, who performs fay magic.  It is much later, within ancient French writings that she is described as being so much more.  These prose go into great details regarding her relationship with Arthur.  In the works ‘Lancelot-Grail’ she is said to be, as the BBC TV drama ‘Merlin’ portrays, the half sister of Arthur, daughter of Lady Igraine and her husband Gorlois, the Duke of Cornwall.  She was said to have two older sisters, named Elaine and Morgause.  During her lifetime, she is detailed as having two sons, Sir Gawain, known as the Green Knight, and Mordred.

Mordred is the son of Arthur with whome she was tricked into sleeping with.  This story is one that is often elaborated upon in popular books and films such as the Mists of Avalon.  Throughout all of this she uses her powers of enchantment and is written to be able to transform at will into a fairy, a raven and other creatures and animals.  She is also very well known for her ability to communicate with and call upon the powers of the dragon.

The early works featuring Morgan do not elaborate her character beyond her role as a fay (fairy) or magician, although she became much more prominent in the later Old French cyclical prose works such as “Lancelot-Grail” and the Post-Vulgate Cycle. In these works, she is said to be Arthur's half-sister, daughter of Arthur’s mother, Lady Igraine, and her first husband, Gorlois, Duke of Cornwall. She has at least two older sisters, Elaine and Morgause, the latter being the mother of Sir Gawain, the Green Knight, and the traitor, Mordred. As a fairy later transformed into a woman and King Arthur's half sister, she became an enchantress to continue her powers.

The inspiration for her character may have come from early Welsh mythology and literature, and she has frequently been compared to a goddess named Modron.  This Goddess is a figure derived from the continental Dea Matrona, who is featured with some frequency in medieval Welsh literature.

In some stories she is sometimes associated with another goddess, the Irish raven goddess Morrigan.  The Morrigan is the goddess of the dark arts, prophecy, war, destruction, death and the winning of battles.  My personal experiences, as you will discover through reading more of my blog posts and through having sessions with me, reveal that this connected may have run far deeper than any old stories suggest.

I too have a strong connection to this dark raven goddess which you can find out more about on my sister site http://www.ravengoddesstemple.com and later on in this post.

By exact name, Morgan first appears mentioned in her own right, in Geoffrey of Monmouth's ‘Vita Merlini,’ an account written circa 1150 about the wizard Merlin's later adventures.  In the ‘Vita Merlini,’ he describes Avalon, the Isle of Apples, where Arthur is taken to be healed. Arthur was seriously wounded whilst fighting in the Battle of Camlann.  These works specifically name ‘Morgen’ as the chief of nine magical sisters who dwell in the Isle of Avalon.  She is known thereafter as a healer of great power.

Due to the religious changes at the time, Medieval accounts were nearly always attempting to portray Morgan Le Fay as sinister Witch, rather than a benevolent enchantress.  She did not ‘fit in’ to their believe systems or desire for a sorcery free society and so was in effect, cast out.  Her position and place within the kingdom was not acknowledged and this would have naturally led to a hatred of those who stood against sorcery.  The need to hide oneself from the world is a very painful existance and with pain, comes the feeling that one needs to protect oneself from that which binds and hinders.

When Uther Pendragon reportidly kills Morgana’s father in a bid to secure a sexual relationship with his wife, Morgana’s mother, Igraine, Morgana is sent away to a convent.  There she learns the old ways, of healing, of magic and of the truth of things.

A forced marriage later leads Morgana to have a string of love affairs, after she is married off by Uther Pendragon to his ally Urien.  However she is caught by Guinevere who reports her behavior to Uther which results in her being expelled from the court.

This lack of care or understanding for her needs and desires would have further fueled Morgana’s anger towards Camelot and all who preserved it’s ideals.

Continuing her magical studies, Morgana plots her revenge against Guinevere.

Accounts of her magical betrayal of Arthur and the kingdom continue with tales of the sword Excalibur being stolen by one of her lovers in an attempt to arrange Arthur’s downfall.  This can be read in the book ‘Le Morte d'Arthur,’ published in 1485, where Thomas Malory mostly follows the portrayal of Morgan in the Vulgate and Post-Vulgate Cycles.  He delights in describing how she plotted with her lover Sir Accolon to obtain the sword Excalibur and use it against Arthur in single combat. When this ploy fails, Morgan throws Excalibur's protective scabbard into a lake.

This leads us on to the modern image of Morgana, which is where I come in.

My own path mirrors much of the tales of Medieval Morgan Le Fay and I too was born with the gift of magic.  I was also born with the ability to see through time, to know of the true ways of things, to heal and to seduce, to walk through veil and to fly with the birds and dragons.

After being born into the grasps of the Morrigan herself and being offered the choice of life or death, and making no choice except to choose both, I have lived with one foot in each world ever since.  A magical spirit you see is able to see beyond the first breath of this life, to the lives before and to know one’s powers, however young or old.  I knew that to be able to touch the great beyond would give me everlasting access to all of the wisdom and power it allows.

I wandered here and there, both alive and dead, different from others of my young age, until I was sent away to a place for unwanted children by my ‘Earthly’ parents.  There, as well as being educated in the artistic crafts, I learned the whispers of Avalon as I walked upon the grass bare foot, talking to the grazing sheep after schooling.

I saw the mist upon the lakes and hills and discovered that I was able to lift the veil and pass through.  I walked in the secret woods and found the fairies by the ponds who told me of great things.  I dreamed of magical secrets that only a Priestess of Avalon can.  I touched myself and felt it was good and right to feel my sexual energies rise and work with them magically.  I seduced and pleasured those who took my fancy and helped those who I felt genuine.  And so it was.

Welcome to the life of modern Morgan Le Fay.

Blessed Be

Morgana xxx

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Dear Diary,

I added the following blog post to my blog at: http://www.morganapendragon.com/blog

I'm now live at CamModelDirectory.com so you can also book me via my listings there...

It took me ages to edit some images so that they'd fit into a square!

My profile does look quite good if I do say so myself, what do you think?

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I'll be adding a few more listings soon.  Make sure to check it out and bookmark my profile.

Don't forget to email me at: morgana@morganapendragon.com for more information about my services and to find out my availability.

Blessed Be

Morgana xxx

Follow Me Morgana Pendragon At Twitter

Dear Diary,

I added the following blog post to my blog at: http://www.morganapendragon.com/blog
I've just recently set up a new account at Twitter and would love you guys to follow me!  I'm on Twitter more than any other social networking site so it really is the very best way keeping up-to-date and in touch with me.

Follow me now at: https://twitter.com/MorganLeFayXXX

I look forward to connecting with you very soon!

Blessed Be

Morgana xxx