During one Spring Break Patti and I spent a week on the Hopi mesas. We ate traditional Hopi food, visited private homes where the women displayed their pots and weaving and learned some of the traditional stories from some of the men. My favorite (and unexpected) part however, was when we stopped at a gas station below the mesa on our way home. As I was paying for our gas the man taking the payment had a recording of a recent dance ceremony that took place on top of one of the mesas. He couldn't stand still but was moving along with the rhythms of the recording. I was captivated, I started asking questions about the music and found out that he had led that particular ceremony. He spent the next 30 minutes talking about the importance of water for his people and the need to implore for spring rains for the coming crops. The important instrument for this ceremony is a wooden rasp placed on top of a gourd. Painted with a frog on one side and the symbol for rain on the other, the soun...
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