An Offering to Tlaloc in the Burned-Over Forest

Last week M. and I climbed over the ridge to “Camera Trap Spring” (our personal name for it) to leave an offering to Tlaloc. Thing have changed a little bit since a year ago. The ground is black with ash. … Continue reading

Talking about Tlaloc, 4

Last June, as our creek began to dry up, I blogged about building a little shrine to Tlaloc, “god of the hydrological cycle” as Craig Childs described him, in a big culvert under our county road. It snowed, nearly a … Continue reading

Talking about Tlaloc, 2

In her comment on my first Tlaloc post, Hecate Demetersdatter asks,  “What was/is it about Tlaloc that called/calls to you?” It was my reading and re-reading of Craig Childs’ House of Rain that made me conscious of how important a … Continue reading

Talking about Tlaloc

On Friday morning, April 29, back from a early morning fire call (shed + trash + grasses at the edge of the prairie), I climbed the ridge behind the house and made an offering to Tlaloc, the god of rain. … Continue reading

North America’s Four-Footed God

When I was new to Paganism, I thought about pantheons. Should I be signing with Team Celtic, Team Roman, Team Germanic, or whom? Now I don’t really care. Sometimes you don’t come to the pantheon, the pantheon comes to you … Continue reading