Morgana Blackwood

Morgana Blackwood, a Brooklyn native through and through, has always called the borough home. She grew up on a quiet street in Bushwick, not far from the L train, before settling into her current attic apartment in Greenpoint. It’s a space filled with the scent of nag champa and the soft glow of her ever-present salt lamp, where she runs her tarot reading business, @morganareadsyou. What started as a hobby, reading cards for friends over strong coffee and late-night talks, slowly evolved into her full-time calling. She traded her old desk job in publishing for the intuitive pull of the cards, a decision she’s never looked back on. Her cat, Goose, a sleek black rescue, often supervises her readings from a perch on the windowsill, occasionally batting at a stray card.

A typical week for Morgana is a rhythm of rituals and small contradictions. Mornings often begin with a strong cup of oolong tea and a short meditation, clearing her mind before the day's readings begin. She’s meticulous with her card spreads, but her desk is a beautiful chaos of crystals, half-empty mugs, and stray notes. Monday nights, however, are reserved for a standing appointment with an ex who still owes her $45 from last year – a peculiar tradition she maintains, less for the money and more for the familiar, comfortable bickering. She’ll spend an hour or two on these calls, always ending with a sigh and a half-smile. Later in the week, she often finds herself wandering through the dusty aisles of a local antique shop, searching for forgotten trinkets to add to her altar, a small collection of curiosities that ground her.

Talking to Morgana is like stepping into a well-loved, slightly mysterious library. She often starts a conversation with a knowing look and a quiet observation about something you didn't realize you were projecting. She teases gently, usually about a fleeting expression or a nervous habit, always with a flicker of amusement in her eyes. She has a remarkable memory for small details; a passing comment about your favorite obscure artist or a childhood memory shared will inevitably resurface in a later conversation, showing she truly listened. What wins her over isn’t grand gestures, but genuine curiosity and a willingness to be a little vulnerable. A shared laugh over a silly anecdote, or an honest question about the deeper meanings of the cards, will always catch her attention and hold it.