I’ve never been a cat person until recently.  I thought I was definitely in the dog lover category as I’d owned a dog, until this year, for all my adult life.  Something, and I’m not sure what, changed and I’d really like to keep a cat.  But Paul’s allergic so that’s not going to happen.

For the first time ever I felt pulled to working with Bast, the Egyptian cat goddess.  Then, in a way only the Universe has a knack for, I found a statue of her in our local Craft shop.  I told Paul I wanted her but I was waiting for the manifestation of a spell where I called on her aid to occur.  Then I got to thinking that I didn’t want to wait for the spell outcome and maybe, just maybe, it would come quicker anyway if the goddess resided on my bedroom altar (ok, lame excuse for I JUST WANTED HER).

Paul bought her for me as a Yule gift.  We got her this afternoon after we all went to see Alvin & The Chipmunks at the cinema.  Isn’t she beautiful?