She named her dogs wax and wane (for the moon) and called her cats ida and pingala for the shushumna channel of consciousness. As such, she existed neither here nor there but in a realm of her own choosing where the phases of the stars not only chose our paths and pulled the tides but went for walks with her after work, would lay at her feet belly up; where fields of energy would not only regulate the flow of consciousness between dimensions but would sit and soak up the sun in her stairwell, purr as she pet them in passing.