I am gathering these from my Tumblr from moments where I sat and just felt Mother.
The Joy of Bast-Mut is not the same as the Joy that Hethert holds. Hethert is dancing and music and celebration. Extroverted Joy. (In personal experiences)
Bast-Mut’s joy is more of an Introverted Joy. The Joy of gentle self-care, the Joy of making somebody smile, the Joy you feel when you snuggle a loved one or relax in a sunbeam.
I get the Joy of the Queen when I’m pampering myself and when I’m feeling confident and beautiful. When I’m enjoying myself putting on makeup. When I’m rubbing nicely scented lotions on myself, or using a facial roller or sheet mask.
But Bast-Mut also enjoys music and dancing and sistra, but only if you are enjoying yourself as well.
“Don’t be afraid of my love, for it is my gift to you, and joy is the means in which it takes shape. Take that inner joy and bundle it tight and remember it when things get dark. It glows like the SUN. It glows like Ra breaking the clouds away.”
The Royal Cat embodies what it means to be the Divine Feline. A Lioness, Queen of Cats, upon a throne of embellished gold. Her crown shines in the light of dawn, her dress of red linen echoing the rosy hues of the morning glow. She knows what She wants, but She is ever patient. Her knowing gaze looks right into your very core, and you are filled with warmth and love. She wants for you to listen to your heart, and to fill it with joy and confidence. Love yourself. Treasure yourself. You too are Divine.