Morgana, Morgana, well, what can I say about her?
The first time I met her was on the BART in 2004, just trying to find my way in the sprawling Bay Area. And there she was, this amazing lunar pink angel
spouting love, light and wisdom, already making me feel better.
We hadn't seen each other in almost two years, and then lo and behold, we ran into each other again at a psy trance gathering in July. She was just as vibrant and loving as ever, being part of the greater consciousness.
There is no party without Morgana, she is the party!

My Goddess!!! How does one define the spirit of Morgana? Words cannot define this being. She's definitley from another time and space... I want to live on her planet! If Morgana's on the dancefloor, you know the vibe is good; plus you get the fulfillment of feasting your eyes on this shiny, fiery spirit. Her beauty is timeless, her style is outrageous, and she speaks light. I looooove Morgana