In my continued weaving of mysticism and emerging scientific ideas, I have come upon a new thread — a further mystical black hole theory. It speaks to the profound difference between what we perceive as “space” outside a black hole, and the very nature of “space” within it.

When we stand outside and look upon a black hole, its immense gravity compresses it into what appears to be a minuscule, dark maw — a singularity or event horizon that seems infinitesimally small. Yet, if we were to cross its threshold, we would enter an entirely different expanse. The very concept of size, distance, and space is a construct birthed inside the black hole itself. Each black hole contains her own womb of space, generating her own realm of form, time, and reality. The outside concept of space and the internal concept are fundamentally distinct, each bound by its own sacred laws.

In the mysticism of Norse Paganism, this distinction resonates deeply. Our cosmology speaks of many realms — Midgard, Asgard, Helheim, and others — each existing in their own separate “spaces,” connected by Yggdrasil, the World Tree. These are not merely distances to be crossed, but entire realms unto themselves, each a unique outpouring of the Ginnungagap, the primordial void.

So too it is with the black hole, which stands as a modern mirror to these ancient truths. Each black hole is like the womb of Frigga, the Great Mother, who births within it a wholly new cosmos. Outside, the form appears small and tightly bound, but within, a vast, fertile expanse unfolds, complete with its own constructs of space, its own pressures, balances, and dances of matter.

This leads to a profound realization: within each space exists a separate portal of reality. What is “real” inside one cosmic womb may not mirror the laws or the scales of another. The inner sanctum and the outer realm are not the same — and to step across the veil is to be born anew into different truths.

In our Norse spiritual understanding, the difference between the inner and outer, between the hushed sacred space of ritual and the broader lands of Midgard, is of immense importance. The vé — the consecrated enclosure where we commune with gods and spirits — is a microcosm of this very concept. Inside the vé, we cross a boundary and enter a different order of being, where the laws of spirit and the whispers of the gods shape reality.

Thus, each black hole stands as a cosmic vé, a sacred womb of the Goddess, generating her own space and shaping her own mysteries within. The outer face is not the truth of the inner world. As seekers upon this path, we are reminded that all thresholds — whether those of black holes, vé, or even the dark yoni of the Mother herself — are not mere boundaries, but profound gateways to other realities.

May Frigga, Freyja, and the ancient Norns guide us in honoring these mysteries, ever mindful of the holy distinction between what lies outside and the infinite possibilities that dwell within.