During the very early formation of the planet, the world was completely dry, barren, and utterly dying from a terrible lack of moisture. While the other powerful Orishas selfishly, aggressively argued over who would govern which specific rocky territories, Yẹmọja entirely ignored their violent politics. Looking down at the starving, severely dehydrated humans and animals, her massive maternal heart entirely broke. She physically sat down upon the dry dirt and began to weep violently for the suffering children of the earth. Her immense, unstoppable tears flowed so incredibly, phenomenally abundantly that they rushed outward, entirely filling the massive global lowlands and endless, deep valleys. Her crying eventually formed the massive, terrifyingly beautiful seven seas. As she physically waded deeply into these newly formed, massive saltwater oceans, she profoundly recognized she had found her true eternal home. She formally declared that she would fiercely guard the massive surface and the comforting shores, ensuring absolutely no one who ever sought her vast waters would ever be truly alone or violently thirsty again.
The creation of the oceanic world as a literal manifestation of divine sorrow for human lack.
Oceanic salt is the salt of the Mother's tears. It teaches that radical compassion achieves planetary supremacy where politics and ego fail. The ocean is the ultimate comfort because it was born from the desire to heal.
Earth was a desert. Other Orishas fought over dry rocks. Yẹmọja knelt in the dust and abandoned herself to grief for the dying humans. Her Àṣẹ turned her tears into roaring floods. They filled the geological trenches of the world. The cooling mists from her tears created the first rain clouds, reviving the plants. She walked into the waves and made the sea her castle, a place where no one would ever be thirsty again.