



I met Bastet before I knew who she was.
During a therapeutic psychedelic experience I had while trying to stop drinking, this incredibly strong, loving feline presence appeared to me.
I kept calling her “Miss Kitty” because I had absolutely no context for what I was experiencing. She felt protective and maternal, but also very much like she was there to tell me to get my shit together. I felt her inside me, almost like my heartbeat had become a purr.
Afterward, I started searching for who or what I had experienced and found Bastet. I’ve felt deeply connected to her ever since.
I’d never painted before, but I felt compelled to make something for her and somehow put that experience into a physical form. So this is my first painting, and my thank you to Bastet for showing up when I needed her.