In ancient Egyptian mythology the cat was venerated as Bastet, the goddess of protection, playfulness, grace and affection. The reason the cat was elevated to God-status is that the cat is the symbol of Spirit: sumptuous beauty, proud independence and self-sufficiency, a fierce hunter with an elegant and sexy step, and a proclivity to offer us pleasure by allowing us to caress her, her luxurious purring a sign of our worthiness i.e. our ability to love.

The white cat is the symbol of a sacrificed Spirit, one that is prone to forgiveness rather than justice, and introspection rather than vindication. The sacrificed Spirit is as noble as it is powerless and unprotected, holding on to its values despite being unable to ensure its safety in upholding them, and exposed thus to others’ force and judgements.

Yet its state of sacrifice is not a senseless victimization as much as a purposeful cross to bear, for it is in such vulnerable state that Spirit experiences the Truth of anyone it encounters: if a loving and caring Soul, Spirit will be the recipient of the benefit of doubt, and of help and support; if a deprived yet noble Soul, Spirit will be appreciated and desired, even protected against evil; if an entitled and arrogant Soul, Spirit will be used for some purpose or else judged inferior and discarded; if a needy and craving Soul, Spirit will be abused and betrayed as means to prove self-worth and power; and if a wounded and lacking Soul, Spirit will be its pin-cushion, defiled, victimized and broken in order to ease the Soul’s pains.

These experiences will be brought towards a Spirit that is always the same, unyielding in its essence, all variations of reactions attributed solely to the quality of the other’s consciousness. By refusing to sacrifice its Truth for the purpose of fulfilling another’s need, Spirit evokes the other’s evil, prompting it to surface for healing. When it does, the other is healed by means of diminishing Spirit, but such inflicted wounds eventually kill Spirit’s love and desire for life, giving rise instead to its own need for healing.

This, in short, is the experience of the Holy Spirit in its life of Judgement of Souls. For what is judged is not Spirit’s opinion of another, but the others’ reaction towards the mirror of Truth. The wounding, pain and defilement, or support and appreciation that Spirit experiences as result of these reactions are then the karmic attractor fields that will form around the reactive Soul for its future reliving. In this way the Soul effectively judges itself, as well as manifests its own path of purification to be absorbed in the future.

The betrayals, belittlements, cuts, defeats, rejections and defilements gradually kill Spirit’s ability to keep any connection with humanity, for every connection, even a fleeting passing on the street, inevitably calls out the Soul’s evil, manifesting its own karmic judgement and a corresponding damage to Spirit. Blackened by its wounds, the white cat is ready to die, preferring the lack of isolation to the tortures of humanity.

Its retirement is symbolised by the cat’s falling asleep in its basket, and stands for the death of Spirit’s love for the Soul. The basket itself is the Holy Grail, or God’s power to receive Spirit, by virtue of which he disconnects it from humanity. To make space for the white cat its counterpart the black Spirit awakes and rises, ready to enforce its healing and seeking pin-cushions for the purpose. There will be no forgiveness and no compassion as the karmic Judgement of Souls now comes into effect. Having been murdered by evil, Spirit is ready to clean house: the age of Truth thus begins.