According to Aztec mythology... One day Quetzalcoatl, the God of redemption went down to the mortal World in search of something precious. In his journey he found a woman sleeping, her name was Mayahuel, the Godess of Fertility and El Maguey (Agave).
Quetzalcoatl was so charmed by her beauty that he stared at her for hours. Mayahuel’s grandmother, Tzintzimitl, was so jealous of her granddaughter’s youthful beauty that she imprisoned her prisoner until Quetzalcoatl, being a noble and brave God, freed Mayahuel.
They managed to escape to the Land of Anahuac, where they would turn into trees and caress each other with their branches when night fell. But Tzintzimitl discovered their whereabouts and in a rage called her army for darkness, which ate Mayahuel’s stem; leaving only the remains of what was once a blooming tree.
After seeing his loved one tore to mere branches, Quetzalcoatl cried as he buried her remains ... and in its place the very first Agave plant was born.
The other Gods watched him grieving and distraught, sought to give him relief. They struck the plant with thunder directly into its heart, from which sweet agave nectar started to bleed.
As a group of indigenous people where walking by the plant, they noticed a very seducing smell. For the first time they tasted the sweet fermented nectar we now know as Tequila, a gift from the gods to alleviate pain and sorrow.
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