We often speak of the gods as Extended Family, what exactly do we mean? Just that, the Gods are our family. Divine progenitors, ascended ancestors, and the exact relation just like family to family would shift tribe to tribe. The "Father" of the tribe among the gods would differ from village to village, same with the Mother, different spirits may have arisen or partnered with us area to area, lineage to lineage. There is a bit of the divine in all of us, each of us in a way is ethereal in part. We are effectively "Baby Gods", divine beings unable to fully access the beyond, but we can enjoy and love life and all the beauty it brings. When we speak of the gods we are not speaking of some separate creature or universal concept. We speak of ancient divine family some always gods others risen from infancy within us and the most beautiful part is in the end we cannot tell the difference. Our gods are ours as much as our Great Grandmother is ours We are a product of their divine spirit.-TLK

Today I awoke to the sound of soft rain just outside the window. The crisp autumn air enveloped me, sleep still in my eye I thought "Melusine is crying for her children". It was an odd moment of peace, presence, and awareness of a mythic landscape. The beautiful morning mixed with the melancholy of a goddesses tears. I smiled, the gods are good.

The Alpha Bearded man

Nature gave us hair originally as a means of protection. It cushions blows from assailants, and insulates the part of the body it grows on against temperature changes, and harsh artic climate.
Eyelashes protect from dust, and foreign matter, and partially shields squinted eyes from too much sun. Our eyebrows somewhat prevent perspiration from running down into our eyes, while nasal hair acts as an air filter.
Out of all of these bristly characteristics, none can hold a follicle to the majestic, magnificent, fierce, and noble face fur that encapsulates a man’s beard.
Not the well-manicured, tamed, hipster beard. I’m talking of the grizzly facial hair that displays the full glory of belonging to the tribe of the North…

The Hyperborean man.

The father that allows playful tugging at his facial hair, the husband or lover that allows his woman to take in the scent and the feel of her man’s striking feature that is plain for all to see.

There are advantages to having a manly beard that naked-faced men do not have.
To grow a beard is a natural thing to do, and to cut or shave it off is abnormal. Is it any wonder since the times of our forebears, the beard became an object of anxious concern?
Hyperborean men first cherished the beard for spiritual reasons, and were convinced that as the hair that grew as an extension of his face, it was saturated with his personality. It is for this reason that it had to be carefully guarded from possible assailants.
The beard was and is regarded as the special sign, privilege and ornament of manhood. It should not go unmentioned that the cutting-off of beards was reserved for defeated enemies.
In this treatment of one’s defeated adversary, it was a sign of disgrace, which was plain for all to see.
Continuing to grow your beard was and is regarded, like blood, an expression of vitality.