All Gods Have A Mother.

Dear Reader,

I have been sitting on this for the last two years. It has partly been because I was under a taboo not to speak of it and partly because I was in dread of the reception it would get. Now that we are sitting here on the possible eve of world war three, my dread of being roasted by people in the comments doesn't look as terrifying. Additionally, I've been given permission by the deity who revealed this to me to share it.

First thing is first, this did not come from Loki or Loki wearing Frey's visage as a disguise. While Loki will pull stunts and play 'gotcha', this was a legit thing. Because he was right there beside Frey as he was explaining this, nodding his head like a bobble headed doll. Secondly, the message behind this goes farther than what the words say by themselves. Give it a read, think about it, and then read it again. Finally, this is not verbatim what Frey told me. There are parts of this that I am still not allowed to discuss.

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All gods have a mother. Those mothers have mothers going back until the beginning of ages. For many, the mother of gods has been forgotten. It is something that has been lost into antiquity because you no longer can read the signs of your ancestors for they have been worn away by wind, rain, and time. This, however, does not make this less valid.

There is some memory of this in the creation stories of the world's old religions. Even a trace of this memory is shown in the creation story of the Christians. The creation story of the Heathen faiths varies some in the telling and in the details of how it happened. It is a very old story and old stories grow with time.

Long ago, before all things were, there was a place where there was fire and there was ice. Between them stood a gap, vast and deep. The fire warmed the ice and the waters fell into the gap of nothingness. In this place, standing upon the ice was Audhumla, a cow of the ancient kind, wild and fearsome. Some say that Ymir was freed from the ice and they were the first present. These people would say that Ymir thirsted and waited for the fire to free Audhumla. She, however, was present before Ymir.

Aldhumla drank of the melt-waters and licked the salt of the ice of what became known as Nifheim. She warmed herself from the fires of what became known as Muspelheim. As the melt-waters diminished and the ice was licked away, Ymir was brought forth. Ymir bore their children as they slept after the nourishment from Aldhumla. As Ymir slept, Buri was brought forth from the ice. Nourished by Aldhumla, Buri waxed hale and found one of Ymir's daughter's fair. They had a son, Bor. Bor found a wife in one of Ymir's granddaughters, Bestla, and they had three famous sons, the eldest being most famous. His name is known even today among the world of Midgard when so many have been forgotten. I am not here to speak of that, however.

Aldhumla is the mother of gods in the creation story of the faith of followers of heathenry. For they were born from ice by her deeds. None speak of Aldhumla and the great good she had done for all life. Aldhumla has been forgotten in all but name. But the mother of gods can be found elsewhere for she has ten thousand names that are remembered and many, many more that have been forgotten.

One may ask, what did the mother of gods do when her children grew to no longer need her nourishment and nurturing? She watched them set out and engender themselves to discover their wyrd. And when the time of all things passes, the gods shall all return to her and be embraced. Aldhumla will welcome her children back and listen to their tales of their adventures and tragedies.

As apple trees bear apples and cherries their own fruit, gods are born of gods. Tread gently upon the faith of others, for those gods are distant kin to your own. If not for the sake of peace and frith, do so for the sake of the ancient mother of all gods. For she is your mother as well.