Morgan LeFay: My Personal Journey with the Queen of Avalon
I started recording this episode three times. Each time, something was off. Something wasn't flowing. It wasn't until I stopped, grounded down, and literally asked her what she wanted me to say that the words came. So what you're about to read isn't a research article about Morgan Le Fay. It's something more personal than that. It's the story of how she found me, how long she had actually been there before I understood who she was, and why she is now one of the most important presences in my daily practice.
Her Story Was Stolen
Before I get into my personal journey, you need to understand what was done to her.
Morgan Le Fay appears first in Geoffrey of Monmouth's writings as a powerful shapeshifter, healer, sorceress, and prophetess. She is the Queen of Avalon. The head priestess of the isle. A woman of immense power and deep magick. That is her origin.
What happened next is the same thing that has happened to powerful women across cultures and centuries. The monks who were transcribing oral traditions into written records had an agenda. Strong, sovereign, pagan women did not fit the Christian narrative being built around them. So those women were villainized. Demonized. Stripped of their power and recast as threats.
Morgan Le Fay became the jealous, evil sorceress. Arthur's wicked half-sister. The seductress working against the kingdom. Her story got so twisted that at certain points she and her sister Morgause were merged into the same character, their separate stories collapsed into one convenient villain.
She is still reclaiming her story. And I am genuinely honored to be one of the voices helping her do it.
How She Actually Found Me
My story with Morgan Le Fay starts with ravens, a legal battle, and a goddess I thought I was working with but wasn't.
One morning I woke up to find my backyard in Tucson full of ravens. Not one or two. Full. Creepily full. Ravens here are enormous, bigger than cats, and this had never happened before. When something that out of place occurs, I pay attention. My first instinct was the Morrigan, the Celtic goddess of war, death, and rebirth, because she is most commonly associated with crows and ravens.
And the Morrigan did show up for me. At the time, Inked Goddess Creations was in the middle of a legal battle with another subscription box company that was attempting to create brand confusion with our box, which was called Magick Mail at the time. My lawyer told me we had a case, warned me that this company liked to fight legally, and asked if I wanted to pursue it. I said yes. The Morrigan empowered me through that battle. She does what she does, which is show up for war and help you fight.
But after the battle was resolved, I kept trying to maintain a relationship with her, and something was always just slightly off. We were on different levels. The connection that had been so strong faded.
That is when I found Demi Fox and her website, Rockstar Priestess, and went down the deepest rabbit hole of my life learning about Morgan Le Fay as a goddess. Everything clicked. It was like looking through a window covered in condensation and suddenly having someone wipe it clean. I could see.
But I still had internal resistance. Can a mythological character be a goddess? Can I work with someone from Arthurian legend as a deity?
I shadow worked my way through it. I studied archetypes. I came to understand that when a figure carries a certain energy, and when enough people hold and direct that energy toward them, they rise into an archetypal state. They become real in the most magickal sense of the word.
And then I went into meditation.
She Had Been There All Along
In that meditation, I told the Morrigan I needed to take down her altar. That the more I learned about Morgan Le Fay, the more I believed I had misread the ravens. And as I was speaking, the Morrigan shifted. Shapeshifted. Into Morgan Le Fay.
She said: thank you. You finally get it.
And then she told me she had been with me since fifth grade, when I first fell in love with Arthurian legend and felt that something was deeply wrong with the story of the evil sorceress. She told me she had come to me as the Morrigan because I would not have accepted her as herself at the time. She shapeshifted into something I could receive. It had been her all along.
I took down the Morrigan altar. I built one for Morgan Le Fay. Every piece fell into place.
What She Has Taught Me
Morgan Le Fay's energy, as I experience it, is rooted in feminine mysteries, the power that flows beneath the surface of everything. The kind of power that has been mislabeled as weakness for centuries. Women who speak softly and make their point once instead of shouting. Women who move the chess pieces behind the scenes. Water carving the Grand Canyon while fire burns loudly above it.
She has helped me reclaim my dark feminine energy. She reminds me daily that being an enchantress, a sorceress, a seductress, a woman who knows her power and her sexuality and owns both without apology, is not a flaw. Those traits were labeled villainous specifically because they are threatening to systems that require women to stay small.
She also helped me claim something I had been considering paying $10,000 for in a formal priestess of Avalon training program. During meditation while I was trying to justify the cost, I was told by her and by Rhiannon, Brigid, and Mary Magdalene together: you already are one. You speak about Avalon. You fight for women. You give voice to those who feel they cannot speak. You keep a daily devotion. You carry the traits of a priestess. You already are one.
So I had my own private initiation ritual with them. And I changed my podcast introduction to reflect what I now claimed as true: I am an Avalonian Priestess.
My Morgan Le Fay Altar
For those who want a starting point, here is what lives on mine.
A large Morgan Le Fay art print on the wall that I have carried since my brick and mortar days. A gray and black 3D wood plaque of a witch silhouette from a local Tucson artist. A gray witch statue, because she holds dark and light simultaneously, as do I. An amethyst geode cave that I will not describe beyond saying it made perfect sense to place on her altar and she was very pleased with it. A meditation statue holding a clear quartz skull in one hand and an obsidian skull in the other, for the balance of dark and light. A small sword and an iron-forged athame. Ravens, because they are still hers. A cauldron incense burner. A chalice filled with water and a few drops of Chalice Well tincture from the gardens in Glastonbury, England.
My gemstones for her: purple labradorite, black amethyst, and obsidian. I have tried others over the years. She made her preferences clear.
Every morning I dot my finger into the chalice, touch my third eye, and touch my crown chakra. It makes me laugh every time because it is exactly like dipping your fingers in holy water at the entrance of a Catholic church. I am fine with that.
Her Correspondences
Colors: purple, black, and silver for Morgan Le Fay specifically. Deep blue, green, and red for Avalon more broadly.
Herbs and plants: applewood and apple for Avalon, hawthorn as the traditional fairy tree and liminal threshold plant, Irish moss for Celtic energy, mugwort for prophecy and opening the third eye, rosemary for clarity and protection, dragon's blood as an amplifier.
Her oils and scents in my personal practice: apple, honey for sensuality, and mugwort. That is the current formula I wear every single day, even at home. It is the most connected to her energy of anything I have created.
If This Is Calling You
If Morgan Le Fay is pulling at you and you want to go deeper, here are the resources I actually recommend from my own practice. Jhenah Telyndru's book Avalon Within was the first book that made me feel like I had come home to the Avalonian tradition. Kathy Jones still offers priestess training in Glastonbury. Mara Freeman's ongoing work is what I am currently studying under. Demi Fox at Rockstar Priestess has excellent articles and courses specifically on Morgan Le Fay.
You do not have to align with every name on that list or with any formal organization. I spent years in the Sisterhood of Avalon, and eventually it stopped resonating, and I left. Take what fits, leave what doesn't, and build a practice that is yours.
The Bottom Line
Morgan Le Fay has been with me since I was ten or eleven years old, feeling something was wrong with the story of the evil sorceress in the Arthurian tales. She waited. She shapeshifted into something I could accept until I was ready for her. And when I finally was, she said: you finally get it. It's been me all along.
She is the Queen of Avalon, the keeper of feminine mysteries, the shapeshifter, the healer, the sorceress, the prophetess. She is not a villain. She never was.
She is one of the most powerful forces I have ever had the honor of working alongside. And she is still reclaiming her story.
This post is pulled from Episode 226 of Busy, Gritty, Inked, and Witchy. If you want the full conversation, including the vagina cave altar story and everything else I did not plan to say out loud but did anyway, watch or listen below. New episodes drop every Wednesday.