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Dancing the Moments Between Raindrops

Rain is part of life, being able to spontaneously dance between the storms or showers is not always easy, it can't always be choreographed.

Last night I was thrilled to experience 'Tango Motion' at my home town venue The Winding Wheel.  It was a a red-hot affair featuring two of the world's leading Tango dancers plus musicians Tango Siempre with Argentinean singer Guillermo Rozenthuler!  The passion arousing moves from the Buenos Aires traditional through to Nuevo Tango made a powerful impact on me. The history of the dance was revealed through movement, music and narrative. 

Although the choreographed sequences were beautifully executed I was utterly smitten by the improvised or unrehearsed performance, where the female's role is to anticipate the male's lead.  The narrator explained this to be the pinnacle of Tango which relied upon years of practice by the dancers. The female being very sensitive to the male's every leaning and slightest nudge enabled them to move fluidly together in one sensuous unfurling, it was a very dramatic and emotion arousing story.

I got to thinking how this felt like those spontaneous moments in life when we relax into the flow of the next, trusting our senses to make moves most inline with our inner core. Trusting that what we need will be there, that all things are moving forward and unfolding exactly as they should.  The narrator explained further that the roots of Argentine Tango tapped into a place of pain, where Europeans remembered their beloved homeland.  

Tango is about expressing both painful and pleasurable emotions through passionate dance ~ much like life really! 


So true! "...being able to spontaneously dance between the storms...relaxing into the flow, trusting..." Embracing it all. Beautiful I love how life keeps showing us this - even through the Tango! :)
Annie said…
Exquisite movement. The affinity of the dancers to each other is very much like out own understanding of our own lives. The more we are aware, the more smoothly we travel through it.
Carola Bartz said…
Fantastic images!
I have always thought of Tango as a dance of pain and passion.
sperlygirl said…
beautiful images...and loved to read about the dance. so much there that i never knew - so intensely beautiful.

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