My people, as well as most tribes, had celebrations to honor the seasons. Our celebrations and dances always included prayers. In one of these special celebrations, we danced and prayed to the Creator for Rain…mni wiconi, the sacred water of life. Water not only has the power to shift and mold our lives but it has healing and life-giving qualities and without it, we would cease to be. Indeed, it is one medicine which all Relatives need to live. It not only brings Life but it brings cleansing and renewal and because of it, well being comes into the World. When it rains, all manner of foods grow, that feed not only The People but all Relatives on our Mother. When the rains come, the grasses grow and the deer and elk grow fat and again the Relatives are fed. The oceans fill and the ones who swim become plentiful and again, all Relatives are blessed. I give thanks to the Creator and my Ancestors, for teaching us to honor those beliefs and traditions…and I am grateful that the dancing for Rain continues as a blessing to all. Haho!