Appearance of Bast of Ankhtawy

I have abnormal working hours due to my job, and so it happens I have decided to celebrate the Appearance of Bast of Ankhtawy a couple of days early!  Perhaps this early write-up can provide some sort of inspiration for your own festivities.

After I settled down into the hotel and got myself together, I set up my little Bast-Mut icon at the windowsill to enjoy some sunlight.  This was Her “Appearing,” as she was in the window and visible to those who could see her.  That was one offering to Her, the warmth of the sunlight and a prime sitting place to watch both me and the world outside.

I put the beautiful scent of potpourri next to Her as well as my rattle in which I was going to do a little bit of singing and noise making to welcome Her forth.

In the fading sunlight, I walked across the street to Subway to get some food, which I offered before eating myself, as well as a cookie to present to Her as I offered some written prayers to be granted.  After my offerings, I took my rattle and did a little song and dance, with the window still open mind you, because this is Her Appearance and while I’m dancing and singing for Her, I’m also not to be hiding myself.

With all said and done, I reverted the cookie and closed the curtains so that She could still watch over the world before I put the icon and items away before my bedtime.

All and all, even though it was short and sweet and simple, it was a pleasant little celebration and I was happy to do take part in this for Her.

Love for the Queen

Glorious one on Throne of Gold,
Skin and Fur of shadowed night,
Radiant Mother, Queen of Gods,

I see You.

I feel You.

I love You.

Lady of Heaven, Bringer of Light,
You sing to me, voice like whispering song,
Invisible Paw, Cobra of Ra,

I see You.

I feel You.

I love You.

Bring the Light so I can See,
Warm my Heart so I can Glow,
Give me Strength so I can Fight. 

I see You.

I feel You.

I love You.

~Tawa’ubastmut

Hymn to Bast-Mut

Shining Queen upon your throne, 
Glorious feline dressed in gold, 
In your Light we rejoice and we’re made pure. 

Swift of claw but kind of voice, 
Queen of heaven, eye of Ra, 
In your Beauty we revel and we’re made pure 

Bast-Mut, Mother, Queen of all, 
Your children sing our praise to you, 
In your Strength we find peace and we’re made pure. 

~Tawa’ubastmut

Being Her Solider

If I were to describe my relationship with my Mother, Bast-Mut, besides the obvious of being Her daughter, I would describe it as both loving as well as formal. She is still Bast, retaining all the love and joy that is within Her domain, but in Her role as Queen, She is demanding of respect and reverence. She doesn’t allow me to make excuses most of the time, and yet I still do in some cases (I’m working on that.)  If I have a full bath or shower present, I’m required to do the full purification before senut and I’m not allowed to shorthand that.  Despite many of these small requirements, I am also Her child and She does relax Her rules when She knows I’m doing my best with what I have.

She is warm and accepting, and there are many times where I’ve felt Her actually embrace me while in shrine.  In Her presence, I am brought to tears, making me shake a little, making it hard to speak.  I feel Her piercing gaze seeing the whole of who I am, and loving me despite my flaws.  As other children of Mom have stated, She is kind of hard to grasp at times and can be hard to define.  Get to know Her children in order to understand Her.  All I can work from are my own experiences. That is enough for me.

And yet, I am still Her soldier, and my duty is to Her and to Ma’at.always.  This is the formal part of our relationship.  I’m still to watch my actions, to help and aid others when I can, and to perform on Her behalf.  I know that it is in my future to become a priest, and I know it is Her will to have me continue to serve both Herself and the community. I have many years to go, but She is a Goddess, and She is ever patient.

She is the joy and light of my life, and if I ever stray and feel that all is just my imagination, She steps in with both a hug and perhaps the smallest of slaps like a mama cat would to her kitten.  Shame on me for thinking She wasn’t there!  She is the flame that keeps me going on the darkest of days, and I am ever blessed to have Bast-Mut in my life.

Welcome

This was a URL domain name I had been sitting on when I thought I’d like to re-brand my tarot business. This is something that never came to pass, but the URL was available, and it was now mine. I had other plans for it, but when I decided I wanted to make a larger dedicated site to Bast-Mut, it was the perfect solution.

Inspired by many other blogs dedicated to the Kemetic path and the Netjeru, I felt it was time to start writing my own experiences and path. I feel that I have so much to share, and still so much to learn, and I wish to share it with the world.

Thank you for taking a look!
-Tawa’u