A dear Indian friend explained that dances are prayers to the Great Spirit, to Mother Earth, to Father Sky: "When we dance, we dance our love, our thanks for the many gifts from the spirit of the earth."
"What if the weather is horrible?" we asked.
"We will dance," she said, "whatever the weather. How can the rain stop our prayers? What would our prayers be worth if we only prayed when it was good weather? How can the snow or rain stop our love."— Wayne Muller, How, Then, Shall We Live?