I heard the heartbeat of Hathor....
The Goddess Diaries: SEPTEMBER 16, 2025
At the time of this writing, it’s only 3 weeks or so since I was released from my wound care doctor, and that in and of itself was actually a bit of a shock and something to process! After four months now life could suddenly just be back to normal?! Okaaayyyy….I remember leaving the doctor’s office in literal shock and in tears. In the past few weeks, I’ve learned of something called “Medical Trauma” and a type of PTSD that is associated with that and I’ve definitely got that going on. Fun, right?!
My altar to Hathor
WHEN HATHOR FIRST INTRODUCED HER SELF TO ME
As I continued to process and heal, I’ve leaned on the neteru so much and have been gently moving back into my spiritual practice. Hathor was the Goddess who called me way back in the beginning of my spiritual journey during a channeling class. We were all seated in a circle, the lights of the room were turned off so that we were in utter darkness, and a cd of music played that was designed to bring us into a trance-like state so that we could move deep into a meditative state and meet or invoke the Being that wanted to speak through us. For me, I was certain I would walk along the path in my mind and cross the bridge to find Archangel Uriel there seated on the bench waiting for me. I walked along the path in my mind with confidence and crossed the bridge in anticipation but there was no one seated on the bench waiting for me. So I sat on the bench in my mind and waited, asking for his presence and waiting. Soon a Being appeared through the foggy air and I asked to know their name.
“I am Hathor”, she said.
“No,” I replied, “I am waiting for Uriel.”
I waited a little longer and a Being appeared and I eagerly asked to know their name. Again I heard,
“I am Hathor”, she said.
“No,” I replied again, “I am waiting for Uriel.”
This happened about two more times and on the fourth time, I asked to know their name.
“I am Hathor”, she said.
“Alright, you are Hathor!” I replied with exasperation.
WHOOSH!!!!!! The rush of energy dropping into me in that moment was overwhelming and more powerful than I had ever experienced before! My heart raced and my breathing sped up to try and keep up. My crown chakra was buzzing and wide open, my throat felt as cavernous as the Grand Canyon and I could not speak a single word. At that time there were no words, just this massive connection between Hathor and my little human body. I just kept breathing and holding her energy, getting used to her vibration. When I felt that I had been pushed as far as I wanted to go in that moment I began to feel her moving out and away.
We were all guided back into our bodies and back into the present time and place and my first response was, “What’s a Hathor?!” I had no idea who she was but I knew that she had found me and that she had plans for me.
THE PRESENCE OF HATHOR TO HEAL ME
When Hathor first came to me, that was about 20 years ago (2005) and she’s continued to be by my side and very much a part of my spiritual growth and understanding….of my Self and my place in the world around me. She’s offered me much healing and this time was no different. I had started to rekindle my connection with all things Egypt after my ordeal as I also had a LOT of healing to do on that front as well (you can read about that in my series “What is the Sphinx & Who Am I?” HERE), so I was dipping my toes in by standing at my altar in the mornings to awaken Hathor, light a candle and some incense, and experiment with what that might feel like.
On one particular morning I stood at my altar, lit the candle and the incense and I wasn’t asking or expecting anything. I was simply coming to my altar to awaken Hathor because this felt like such a coming home into the loving arms of the Goddess who called me her own all those years ago. I held out my hands and wafted them through the smoke of the incense over my Self and my Hathor statue but when I was ready to sing her song of awakening, I was compelled to lay my hands on my statue of her. I had no idea what to expect or if I was “doing” something, but I trusted this inner voice and followed this feeling.
Suddenly, I could hear her heartbeat! It sounded as if I were her daughter in the womb and it rang rhythmically in my ears. It surprised me so that I snapped out of it for a while and it took me a few minutes to slow down my monkey mind and hear it again.
For me, this was a loving embrace from the Goddess who introduced Her Self to me all those years ago and a reminder of our powerful connection. One of my Priestess Initiates recently wrote to me that “the deeper we go into our Spirit Work as Mystics the more important it is to surrender our egos of what we know, or think we know and just embrace that we really don’t know anything.”
There is a surrender in this path….this Divine Path….that brings you to your knees sometimes and sometimes it takes you back to the beginning….your own heartbeat and the heartbeat of your mother….your beginnings. In that moment of hearing the heartbeat of Hathor, I was swooped momentarily into my Self and my beginnings….my connection to All That Is….to my stars where Hathor is in the sky, holding them with Nuit. I felt held and reassured that everything would be all right and that everything I had experienced had a purpose….just continue to trust….and breathe.
Sometimes, that’s all it takes….a simple breath to quiet the mind enough to let the wisdom in. Wisdom and insight that you forgot that you remembered. Hearing the heartbeat of Hathor that morning was a gift, a blessing, a reprieve from all the pain even if for just a fleeting moment. Within that sound that rang in my ears I was surrounded with love and filled with hope. I was filled with the knowing that this was a message straight from the Goddess Her Self.
~ Auset
P.S. If you have an altar or a statue and have ever had an experience like this, I’d love to hear about it!