We come together like a door.
And like all doors, an experience is waiting on the other side.
We come together like hinges.
Starting one side, we arrive together and then close on the other.
I place my hand in his hand, ready to embark on this journey.
I breathe a deep breath. He follows.
For a second, I hear nothing but my heart beating.
the music becomes as alive as your soul.
We walk. Slowly. My chest against his.
We pause and I bury myself in him.
My eyes closed, not in fear, but in trust.
Our strides become our breathing.
The music becomes my heart.
The floor becomes my livelihood.
My partner becomes my sun.
No longer are we leader and follower, we are artists.
Partners in this mastery of dance.
We paint our way through the universe,
Lighting every constellation as we go.
The music ends.
We part ways because tango is borrowed.
Whenever we catch glimpse of each other, we remember.
We remember the time we glided through the galaxies .
Traveling to Charlotte== TANGO NIGHT
I would like to dedicate a full post to this city because after only one visit, I fell magically in love with the people and the ambience.
Charlotte is a very friendly tango community in the southeast (which was perfect for me since I was a beginner 😉 ) ). Steve and Diane (ATC) takes new dancers to Charlotte for your first milonga. In all technicalities, this was my 3rd milonga. However, I feel as though it was my first one.
We were one of the first to arrive that night at the Metropolitan Ballroom. It would be an understatement to say I was nervous. But the way I see it, if you are nervous about something, it means you have passion for it.
My insecurities started flooding in.
“What if I don’t get enough dances?
“What if I completely make a fool out of myself?”
Regardless of what I was feeling at the time, I walked in trying to remain composed, calm, and collected. As people were walking in and greeting everyone, I stayed close to my teachers and waited for them to introduce me. There were familiar faces that I had seen before from the Augusta Tango Marathon a month before. One of the first things I noticed about the people is that they seemed more than just friends or acquaintances, they acted like family.
Once everyone was settling and sitting at their tables, the music began. You first start noticing leaders and followers making their way to the floor considerate of where they entered the line of dance. In tango, the first dance and the last dance are usually reserved for your significant other. At the time, I didn’t have a significant other; however, my maestro Steve walked me to the dance floor. This was nice because I felt that it calmed my nerves to dance with someone I was familiar with and also with someone who knew my limitations. One thing I like about dancing with Steve is that he walks and he is so connected with the music. As they say in tango, your walk is your dance. Experts in Argentina spend years on just walking before they are introduced to any other combinations. So Steve and I just walked in the line of dance. As much as I would like to always stay with someone I know in milongas, I also understand the importance of dancing with different leaders. Doing this overall makes your dance better and helps you progress faster. Same concept about being a wine connoisseur, you have to drink different types of wine to truly be an expert.
When you are not dancing in milongas, you sit facing the dance floor, you watch other people dance, and you graciously look around the room in hopes of catching a leaders gaze. It’s good to socialize with others as well, but it’s important to keep your observation up. Also, on a side note, cell phone use is frowned upon unless you go outside, which I learned at a previous milonga.
I got to dance with leaders of all expertise that night! But there is one specific tanda (the 3-4 song sequence you dance with someone) that resounds in my mind. When he cabeco’ed me, I looked around in disbelief to see if there was a chance he was looking at someone else. He walked over and held his hand out to me. My heart raced. The reason behind being, Daniel, is that he was one of the teachers in Charlotte. I knew at that second, that I had to bring my A-game. As we entered the dance floor, we went straight for the embrace. In that moment, I took a deep breath in and out to calm some of the tension. I close my eyes, and instead of thinking, I felt. I wish I could express what sort of freedom that is! He danced very similar to Steve and kept the moves basic enough for me to implicate. Once the tanda was over, he courteously walked me back to my table. And that is when I caught the milonga bug. After that night, I wanted to go to every dance possible.
Charlotte is so special to me and will always remain as such.
The journey continues next week and will continue every Tuesday going forward.
Ciao Charlotte until next time. I feel this is the start to a wonderful love affair
Until next time, live, breathe, and tango on….xoxo
The first things I think about when I think of tango are:
Trust (in yourself and your partner)
I believe as human beings, we are always yearning for something. Ever since becoming an adult, I have always felt something missing in my life. I tried putting my passion in other things, such as relationships and my career. I always fell short. Oftentimes I would imagine my heart being in a cage begging to come out, pleading its case to the jury.
…then something marvelous happened.
When I felt lost in the dark, there was a tiny voice. A voice telling me “Don’t give up.” “Keep going.” “Surround yourself with better friends, better people.” I took action. With our modern day and age, there is always an app for everything. I happened to come across Meetup and I saw a bunch of groups and events on there. I knew I was heading in the right direction. After looking through several groups, I saw a meetup at Soy Noodle for tango. My first thought “Hmm, I never once thought of doing the tango, why not give it a shot?” I instantly messaged the administrator (Steve) and began asking a billion questions. “Do I need to have experience to part of the meet up?” “Do I have to be a registered member?” Steve was so warm and welcoming he told me to stop by.
I’m not going to lie; I’m a pretty socially awkward person when I first meet people. Sometimes my introvert and extrovert like to battle it out. I sat and observed. I first noticed how there were many people from different backgrounds and cultures there. This was nice because I felt it was a place that diversity was important and appreciated. There was no mold that you had to fit into to be part of this group. I was certain after my first meet up, that I was able to make my mark somehow.
Happiness is a combination of pleasure and purpose. People go through their lives wondering what their purpose is and sometimes feel they fail at finding one. And maybe that’s their problem. Who says you only have one purpose? When you’re a parent, it is pretty obvious on what your primary purpose is, but yet again, who says you can’t have many? Isn’t that the beauty of life? You have the power to define yourself and the world around you, not the other way around. I have been asked countless times how I balance my life being a mother, a woman, and a career woman. I always simply reply “God and my planner.” People sit and wait for life to happen. To be happy, you have to make life happen.
When I first started taking the classes, I started to realize how difficult this dance was. I would be lying to you if I said I didn’t feel discouraged. Negative emotions are going to happen. It is what you do with these emotions that make a difference. Thoughts like “I’m never going to get this down.” “Everyone makes it look so easy.” Perseverance and support are the magical ingredients, my friend. I cannot say I did it on my own. I feel that I have the best instructors as well as the best teammates a person can ask for. Steve and Diane have passion that is so admirable and contagious. Because of their charisma, support, and vision, I charge on.
I recall having such a hard time learning the first position as a follower. How do I keep my foot behind the other foot while keeping my leg straight but my hip down? After practice and more practice, and a little mediation, I had a breakthrough. I finally got the stance down! Steve and Diane were ecstatic! This is probably my fondest memory in tango thus far. Even simply recalling it brings tears to my eyes. That is what keeps me going.
“Those who celebrate the small victories and simple pleasures win the game over and over again.” – Unknown
My friends thank you for taking the time to read this today. I’m looking forward to continuing this journey and sharing my experiences with you.
Live, breathe, and tango on
Ladies will have 1 OMG tanda chip. We will have a container with the names of Male Leaders that have purchased a full Marathon pass. ==> Ladies YOU vote for the leader that gave you an “OMG tanda” by placing your chip in the leader’s container at the end of the milonga. We’ll count up the leaders and refund the pass cost of the OMG tanda leader contest Winner! Bare-in-mind, this applies to Male Leaders with a Full Marathon Pass only! FUN begins April 24!
$35/Male Leader pass still available!
For all Marathon information go to: http://www.augustatangoclub.com/event/augusta-tango-marathon/