How do I know any of this is real? What proof do I have that can stand against the test of science? None. I have no proof you can hold in your hand; I have no evidence you can examine in a lab. I have only this joy bubbling up in my throat, this gratitude that brings tears to my eyes, this love so much bigger than myself that it feels like a sun trapped between my ribs. I have only this feeling of divinity’s presence and an instinctive knowledge that I am not alone – that I have never been alone. I can’t take a picture of it. I can’t measure or weigh it. Yet I know this is real because I feel the Lady’s love pulsing through every cell in my being, urging me to dance, to sing, to laugh and cry and yell. To embrace Her path. To embrace life. If that’s not enough evidence for you, I understand. But it’s enough for me.
My own experience with the love of Aset is more quiet than your experience with Bast, but except for that, I agree with every word in this post.
I think sometimes that Bast’s love is very cat-like… when She wants to show you affection, it’s all purring and bunting and HELLO HUMAN I LOVE YOU. :3