I love this story that Gregg Braden tells. It’s not because I love rain so much (though I do) and it’s not because I’ve been watching the East Coast struggle with the after-effects of Hurricane Irene, it’s because his story points out the power of our minds- our thoughts actually. Let me paraphrase for you:
He tells the story of his Native American friend who agrees to show him how the rain dance works. They’re out in the New Mexican or Arizonian desert and it hasn’t rained in months. Gregg watches his friend walk out a distance and expects to see him start a traditional dance. Instead his friend stands quietly for many minutes, with his face lifted toward the sky and his arms outstretched, palms upward. Nothing seems to be happening- no dancing and no rain. After a while, his friend walks back to him and Gregg asks him what just happened: “Isn’t praying for rain the purpose of the rain dance?” His friend explained: “I wasn’t praying for rain, I was praying rain.” Continue reading








